He had just returned, and his master's mind did not dare to guess. ◢ With * dream * small ◢.1a

If you don't guess right, that's the price of another trip to Africa.

I'm a little scared.

For the sake of insurance, Yang Li felt that at this time, it was better not to figure out the meaning of his sullen master.

First of all, I will report on his work in Africa.

Lu Hualiang's response was always light.

Thinking about how to ask Yang Li to chase a woman.

We Lu is always a face-loving person, let him take the initiative to ask his subordinates how to chase his wife, he can't afford to lose this face.

It's best for Yang Li to bring it up himself, but Yang Li can't seem to guess what he's thinking.

He can't just ask himself.

I was a little irritable and threw away the documents in my hand.

Sharp paper grazed his fingers, accidentally scratching a faint trail of blood.

Yang Li was taken aback, "Master, I'll go get a band-aid." ”

"Wait."

Lu Hua's cold voice came from behind him, and Yang Li stopped.

Standing still, too, such a small wound is just a red line, and the blood does not ooze out.

This little injury is where you need a band-aid.

Yang Li was thinking about it, and heard Lu Hualiang's indifferent voice sounding again.

"Call Xia Weibao and say I'm injured and ask her to come and bandage me."

Yang Li choked on a mouthful of saliva in his throat, almost choking himself to death!

His eyes fell on Lu Hualiang's wound, and he estimated that he was hallucinating.

Master, are you kidding, I think that when you were fighting the world, you were shot a few times and there were a few more holes in your body, and you didn't even blink your eyes and dug out the bullets with a scalpel.

Now this small wound that cuts a little skin has an extra bloodshot mark, and even the blood mist has not oozing out a little, you actually want the young lady to come and bandage it in person?!

The young lady's medical skills are at the level of a miracle doctor, a miracle doctor who can cure a terminal illness and withstand the plague, and a people's heroine and goddess doctor who even the country wants to award her.

The doctor came to bandage a wound that healed in less than a few minutes, are you sure you're not kidding?

Yang Li felt that his master might have been transferred.

This call came, I don't know if it will be ended by the young lady's scalpel!

However, in Lu Hualiang's compelling gaze, he could only bite the bullet, "Yes, I'll call right away." ”

Hurry up, otherwise the wound will heal if the young lady comes a little later!

Xia Weibao was sitting on the windowsill in a daze when he heard the phone ringing.

took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Yang Li's call, and was a little surprised.

Didn't Yang Li go on a business trip to Africa, how did she call her?

"Yang Tesuke."

"Young lady, the master is injured, can you come and have a look?"

Xia Weibao's face changed, "Injured?" Where is the injury, how is the injury, is it serious, where is he now, I will come right over! ”

Yang Li was embarrassed, he actually wanted to say, young lady, you don't have to be so nervous or in such a hurry, in fact, it's just a little injury, and it's okay to come slowly.

But in Lu Hua's cold and terrifying gaze, he swallowed his saliva, and his heart was crossed.

"The master is in the company, his hand is cut, bleeding, very ...... Severe. ”

Oh!

His conscience hurts!

"You tell him not to move, I'll come right over!"

Xia Weibao said, already picking up her small backpack and going out in a hurry.

Leaving Leng Yan and Xia Shi confused.

Who was hurt, so anxious.

After Yang Li hung up the phone, he smiled wryly.

This little injury called Xia Weibao over, and she always felt like she was playing with her.