"Really Too much. "

Shen Qingqing let out a coquettish voice and recalled what happened last night. Two shy red halos rose quickly on her cheeks.

A week later, Leng Shaoheng took Shen Qingqing to the hospital and asked the doctor to check the injury on his hand.

"Yes, it's a good recovery. It's better than expected." After examination, the doctor gave a professional conclusion.

"When will the plaster be removed?" Shen Qingqing asked.

"According to the degree of recovery like this, it can be demolished next week." The doctor nodded.

"Yes, thank you." Shen Qingqing politely thanks, took the medicine, two people left the hospital.

"I'm in such a hurry to remove the plaster. I want to go back to Zhanfeng early?" Leng Shaoheng asked while driving.

"Well." Shen Qingqing nodded, but did not want to hide the meaning.

"I'm afraid that if time goes on like this, Jiang Fengming will find out something again and have the antiques destroyed. It will be very difficult to find out again."

What she said is not unreasonable. Leng Shaoheng takes a look at her and respects her decision even though she is worried.

When they went to the hospital a week later, the doctor checked and confirmed that the recovery was good, so they removed the plaster.

Shen Qingqing moved her finger slightly.

"How do you feel?" Asked the doctor.

"Not bad." Shen Qingqing nodded.

"From now on, when you go back, you must do the strength recovery training of fingers. At the beginning, take it slowly. Don't use great force or brute force, but moderate. If the strength is too strong, it will have side effects and backfire."

"OK, I see." Shen Qingqing looked at her free hand and nodded.

"Doctor, is there anything else you need to pay attention to?" Leng Shaoheng asked.

The doctor also told some precautions, two people this just left the hospital.

On the way back, Shen Qingqing's mobile phone rings. At first sight, it's Jiang Fengming, subconsciously stunned.

"Who is it?" Leng Shaoheng sees that she doesn't answer, glances at the past, takes her cell phone directly, and then hangs up.

Soon, the phone was called again, still jiangfengming.

Hang up and call again.

"Take it. Maybe something happened."

Shen Qingqing's brow slightly wrinkled and looked at Leng Shaoheng.

"What can I do for you? What's more, you're still on sick leave, and you won't go if you have something to do. "

Leng Shaoheng's tone was cold, with a little displeasure and unwillingness.

Shen Qingqing took the phone and picked it up.

"President Jiang." The voice returned to indifference.

"Qingqing, Mr. Zheng's plane will arrive at the airport at eight o'clock this evening. If you are free, let's meet Mr. Zheng together."

Jiang Fengming's cold voice came out of the handset.

"The eight o'clock flight tonight?" Shen Qingqing had some accidents and surprises, and her voice couldn't help but improve a few degrees, "didn't she say next month?"

"It seems that there is something to deal with here, so I came back ahead of time." Jiang Fengming said faintly, "if it's not convenient for you, I can go myself."

"It's all right. It's convenient for me. I'm sure I'll go there." Shen Qingqing looks at Leng Shaoheng.

"Good. I'll see you in room 888 of Xianyun Chinese restaurant at half past eight." Jiang Fengming said.

"I know. Then I won't go back to the company. Remember to take blue and white porcelain with me." Shen Qingqing reminds.

"Well, it's already installed." Jiang Feng answered the call and hung up.

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