Chapter 47

"Isn't he in Africa? Why are you here? " Lu Mingxi, who regained his composure, suddenly asked.

"He did go to Africa on business, but there is no rule that he can't come back today!" Lu Xinghao says that he can't do anything. He really has no fighting power in front of this big brother.

Drooping eyelids, Lu Xinghao will be that silk have never been aware of the loneliness properly hidden.

"Lu Yueting! It's really good! " Lin Che's eyes lock on the closed wooden door, and his eyes are full of war.

Lu Yueting, you are very good!

His eyes took a deep look at the closed wooden door, then turned and left.

Lu Zhanhao just looked at the surging tide between the four brothers. He didn't want to stop them. Instead, he felt happy to see their success.

At this time, looking at Lin Che's back, Lu Zhanhao was seriously shining, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

"You can go to the rest room over there and have a rest. It will take Jenning about two hours to wake up." With a calculating smile on old Shen's face, he guided Zhanhao and others to the nearby lounge.

"If you want to come to Lu, you should have put Jianning in the bath bucket. I'm a bad old man and need to add some medicine. Please help yourself!" With his hands behind his back, Shen Anbang's not bent back just wants to bend down to look like an old man in twilight.

Not to mention, Lu Mingxi's and Lu Xizhe's faces are even darker. Lu Xinghao doesn't show much. His face is still expressionless, but his hand holding the teacup is tight.

Entering Jianning's room from another door, the fog in the room has reached a certain density, and you can only see things about 30 cm in front of you. But for being familiar with the room, Mr. Shen suspected that he would hit the wall.

"It's not that I haven't seen the two pieces of meat on her, but as for it?" Faltering almost fell down, Shen Anbang can not help but start a poisonous tongue, a vent on Lu Yueting's dissatisfaction.

"Are you sure she only has two or two pieces of meat?" Lukewarm sound, low and very magnetic tone, like a cello in general, melodious in the ear.

"Cut, people with good voices are really annoying." Shen Anbang muttered in a low voice. In fact, he knew that Lu Yueting could still hear him even though his voice was very small.

But it's totally different from talking aloud to yourself. Muttering in a low voice is to express one's envy, jealousy and hatred. Speaking out loud is provocation.

In the face of this kind of person full of black water, it's better not to provoke, otherwise it's not the old birthday man who hanges himself - he thinks he has lived too long.

As Jenning's doctor, he should know all Jenning's sizes. But the sad thing is that he doesn't know anything and can only rely on estimation.

Lu Yueting has been enslaved by this man since the day when she ran into her with the cold girl who lost consciousness ten years ago.

In front of the outsider, the arrogant doctor Shen Da is a hair in front of him. Although he occasionally explodes his hair, he never wants to escape from the master's hand.

For ten years, every relapse of Jianning's old disease was taken care of by Lu Yueting himself. He never pretended to others. Her importance to him can be imagined.

At this time, the room was full of fog. After all, Shen was too old to see clearly, which was inconvenient.

"There's nothing you can do here. Get out of here!" Plain without any bullying voice, is still as good as that, but the content

Young master, can you put it mildly? Don't you feel guilty about hitting me? Although in the heart is like this belly Fei, but old Shen still happily went out.

The devil knows if he will step on the minefield again when he stays there. Such a baby, even a joke is not allowed, then why not marry her home?

Finally, I got to the door. When I was going to open the door and roll out, I suddenly thought of what I had never said. After deliberation, did you say it or not?

Before he could figure out the result, he felt Lu Yueting's burning eyes. Unfortunately, most of his eyes were dissatisfied, and doubts only occupied a little.

Quickly cough a, "cough cough, young master don't so frightening?"? You know I'm old and have a bad heart! "

"Hum..." Seems to be disdain his excuse, cold voice way: "say!"

It's really mean. Why is Lu Yueting so miserable in front of others? Is it only for yourself? Is it true love? Shake your head and get rid of this unrealistic idea. How can you get more and more unrestrained as you get older. Don't respect the old!

"In fact, what I want to say is that I've come up with a solution to Jianning's disease. Do you want to hear about it?" How to listen to this tone with a bit of the flat.

Before he finished his words, he felt a cold wind whizzing past before he raised the corner of his mouth. Then, just like the man coming from heaven, he appeared in front of him and grabbed his collar in disgust.

Shen Anbang rolled a white eye to the vast fog criminal. Since you are so disgusted, why do you want to hold me?But he would not say that. He carefully and flatteringly moved Lu Yueting's hand away from his collar and began to laugh obscenely. "Hey, young master, don't be angry! It's not good for the liver

"I think your skin is itching!" Taking advantage of the situation, Lu Yueting loosened his collar, took out a neatly folded white silk handkerchief from his trousers pocket, wiped his hands and threw it away.

Although Lu Yueting is relatively calm now, his heart has already turned upside down. It took him ten years to find a way to help Jianning get rid of the disease, but he died of nothing. At this time, Shen Anbang dared to tease himself with this.

Yes, Shen Anbang is just teasing himself. Thinking of this, Lu Yueting's aura was completely open, just like hell Shura. It seemed that the air around him was distorted.

Shen Anbang beat two shivers hard, and finally realized that he was going to play big this time!

"Young master, in fact, the way I think of is very simple, but I'm going to hurt you." Shen Anbang couldn't see Lu Yueting's expression clearly at all, but he knew that the other party could see his own expression, so his old face was full of flattering smile.

Lu Yueting really disliked the frown of Xiu Ting, "continue!"