In recent days, the quiet law firm has been brightly lit.

Lou Tingxiao bit a cigarette and walked into Shangguanzhan's office idly. Hitting his slender legs on the chair casually, he turned back to the man standing in front of the window and asked, "Haven't got that little white bear yet?" ”

Shangguan Zhan's face was cold, his eyes crossed over the dead friend who was leaning on the sofa, and his hands were pulled out of the well-tailored suit pants, "I think this time, I can only make dangerous moves." ”

"What's the matter? When did you fall so hard that you couldn't even handle a woman? ”

"Not me...... The wound in that woman's heart was so deep and bottomless that I couldn't go and uncover the scars of others. ”

"I think you're reluctant, right?!"

Shangguan Zhan flicked his graceful posture and smiled, "I can't get people into the hospital again, right?" Do you lift the old man to me every time? ”

"To you? Think too much about you! I only saw you being used by others! ”

"It's not utilization," Shangguan Zhan pointed out expressionlessly, "It's a real gang." ”

He could clearly see that in the Confucius Institute that night, the old man and his granddaughter had not ventilated in advance, so it seemed that the old man also wanted to help Black Porcelain save this business.

It's just that the heartless woman shackles herself to that lifeless world.

"Bang-"

Thinking of this, Shangguan Zhan still punched the sofa with anger.

"If you have the ability, go and deal with the little white bear! What a force to pretend to be in front of me! ”

Lou Tingxiao snorted coldly, and then raised his legs to flash.

This bastard, if you don't force him, you don't know how soft your heart is.

Shangguan Zhan looked at the door for a long time, his face changed, he wanted to take care of other people's wounds, and he wanted to be a filial son in front of his father, but he was also faced with a dilemma.

As for Kong Fanxing's statement that he hasn't held a paintbrush for six years, I believe it.

But at the same time, he also believes that the skills that a person is good at will not fade with time.

Perhaps, as Lou Tingxiao said, after this turmoil, maybe that woman has woken up, and if he pursues the victory at this time, he may really succeed.

No, the odds of success are quite high.

On the other hand, if she still insisted on not coming forward, he would have to think of another way.

Either ask the skilled craftsmen of her hometown in Huizhou to imitate her style, or ......

It could be just the loss of this order.

If the latter happened, he knew that the consequences would be unimaginable.

So, on the morning of Kong Fanxing's resumption of work, he intercepted her at the entrance of the hospital again.

Kong Fanxing saw this uninvited guest again, and he had long lost his previous impulse.

Politely and coldly, he looked at him, "What else are you doing here?" ”

Shangguan Zhan looked her up and down, pursed his lips and smiled, "Men like to attack creatures, and they have to get their hands on what they like." How's that, last time I said ...... You figured it out, right? ”

The two stood at the door of the crowded hospital, and Kong Fanxing pulled out a faint smile.

Instead of going to the big office of the surgeon, I walked directly into my own examination room and sat down.

"It's useless for you to provoke me like this, Shangguan Zhan, you might as well find another solution!"

Shangguan Zhan sat in the treatment room, a pair of eyes staring at her every move.

Seeing her put down her bag, wash her hands, take off her thin coat, and put on a white coat with her back to him—

This series of movements is skilful and orderly.

It can be seen that she loves this job, even though her body is still very weak.

Zhuang Feifei heard that her best friend came to work, and broke in with a big peach humming a little song, "Hey! Early - Shangguan lawyer? ”