Chapter 1311

Feng Jin was so angry that she grinded her alveolar bone and got on the car holding the wrist of Huarong.

At three or four o'clock in the morning in London, the temperature is about - 10 degrees. As soon as the flower face is pulled out of the warm waiting hall by Fengjin, the wound is blown by the cold wind, and the pain is hard and hard.

Her eyebrows frowned, and the pain was not too hard to bear, or it was cold and painful. Fengjin stood on one side, looked at her, pulled out the woolen coat and wrapped her thin body in.

The man's body temperature is higher than her. He hugs the flower face in his arms, and he can smell the sweet fragrance of Vanilla Shower Gel on his body.

A big man, still using such a mother's Shower Gel

make complaints about her.

There is still a long way to go from the terminal to the outside of the airport.

Although it is early in the morning, the airport is the place where there is no lack of people to catch the plane.

There were a lot of people around, and they nestled through the crowd.

The smell of vanilla and the faint hormone smell of Fengjin lingered in her nose. They had known each other for nearly 25 years, and they seemed to be so close to each other for the first time.

"Still cold?" He asked, frowning at her thin clothes.

"Not bad." Huarong answers with her head down.

Finally back in the car, Fengjin immediately turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. Looking at Huarong sitting in the front passenger seat, she drew several paper towels to wipe the blood dripping from the wound. The woman lowered her head and could not see her face clearly, but her breath was light, calm and silent. I can't see any pain. It seems that I don't care about being forced back by him. I just have a cold and tired side face.

He doesn't know whether Huarong is real or not. It doesn't matter whether she is real or not. She is tolerant and easy-going. Although she is strong, she won't be hard pressed. She's smart.

Feng Jin knows that she will still run away if she finds a chance.

He started the party, sighed softly, and drove to a nearby hospital.

The orthopedic surgeon has not yet gone to work. In the emergency room, only ordinary doctors are on duty. They can only deal with simple trauma. The hand that has been broken by Huarong can not be picked up until the doctor goes to work at 8 o'clock in the morning.

Lazily sitting on the chair, holding her cheek, looking at the female doctor who was treating her wound in front of her, the tone of her face was not serious: "why bother, don't call, it's wrong to disturb people's dreams. I don't mind waiting three or four hours. "

"You don't care. I do." Feng brocade white her one eye, take out the mobile phone to contact person to call the bone expert to come over.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the doctor's office was a little high. Huarong didn't sleep for almost a day and a night. She was lying on the desk, padded her hands, and narrowed her eyes and fell asleep.

When the doctor came, she was breathing well and sleeping soundly.

Feng Jin looked at her for a while, pinched her eyebrows, went to wake up and called out, "Rong Rong, get up, let's go to film."

"Gao Feng raised her eyes and kneaded her eyes

She looked very sleepy, and her walk was not steady. Feng Jin sighed a little and went up to hold the man up from the ground.

Her weight, unexpectedly light, was held in her arms, thin and weightless.

Huarong is at ease. She finds a position in Feng Jin's arms to lie down and take a nap.

After taking the film, the old expert, who had been summoned by Fengjin from a long distance, wore presbyopia glasses and looked at the X-ray film of Huarong for a while, and said to Huarong: "the finger injury is not very serious, just wait until you are in the right position. How did you get your fingers like this