Zhang Peng stared at the box, not light or heavy, with a curious expression, he yelled in the direction of the bathroom: "Boss, what did you buy by express?" ”

Wen Li walked out of the wash, frowning: "What courier?" ”

"Now." The boy patted the cardboard box on the table: "You won't be unimpressed by such a big thing, right?" ”

He was confused and wiped the water traces on it: "I haven't placed an order for half a month, where did the express come from?" Who sent it? ”

"The new kid."

"Left light? What the hell is she doing? Wen Li frowned, staring at the label on it, there was no trade name, and the consignee was indeed him.

"Boss, take it apart and take a look first." Zhang Peng couldn't wait to take a fruit knife, and with a "hiss", the tape was broken in half, and the young man couldn't stop it, watching the other party take out something, and then everyone looked confused.

…… It is a smart health foot soaking bucket.

"Boss, is this really for you?" Someone wondered: "When did you start your regimen?" ”

Wen Li suddenly remembered that the other party told him to soak his feet frequently, and his heart was a little complicated for a while, he took the thing, felt heavy, thought about it and put it down, opened the door and walked out.

At that time, Zuo Qing was on the phone, and a fluent English floated out of the crack in the door, and the young man knocked on the door, and waited for ten minutes, and only knocked lightly a few times after it was quiet inside.

Zuo Qing opened the door, the screen was still on, and he glanced at him hurriedly and asked, "Is there something wrong?" After that, I typed out a string of English on it, and a reply message quickly popped up on the interface.

Wen Li stood there, not knowing how to speak, just a word of thanks, I have said it many times before, it is obviously very simple, but at this moment, my throat seems to be blocked by something, and I held back a sentence for a while: "...... I'll treat you to dinner another day. ”

She groaned, her fingertips still editing text messages.

He couldn't help but ask, "Who is that person?" ”

Zuo lightly pressed the enter key, raised his eyes and said, "My tutor in the United States, Professor Koenigsis." ”

Wen Li nodded: "Is there something wrong with him looking for you?" ”

"Hmm." She thought for a moment and said, "There is a very rare peritonitis disease in his private hospital, and he wants me to go back to the United States, and the patient's condition seems to be very bad." ”

He didn't understand medicine, but when he heard that the other party was leaving, he had an indescribable feeling in his heart, like a non-Newtonian body fermenting, subconsciously resisting the aggression of the outside world, and wanting to fight back with the same hardness.

“…… So when are you leaving? Wen Li looked at him and asked, his amber eyes flashing with something he hadn't even noticed, and even if he knew, he wouldn't have understood what it was, at least not at all.

Zuo Qing patted him on the shoulder funny, and a message popped up again in the interface, she glanced at it lightly, and put it in her pocket: "You look like you can't bear me?" ”

Wen Li didn't speak, his mind was a mess, thinking about the meaning of the other party's words.

The bell rang again, and Zuo Qing turned it off directly: "I will explain to the old professor, there is never a shortage of medical enthusiasts to participate in the research of cases like this, and the team at Harvard is full of geniuses and ghosts, do you understand what I say?" ”

He opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

"Then you're not leaving."

Zuo shook his head lightly: "It's just that I won't leave this time, the other party's chips are not enough at the moment, and I can't attract my attention." ”