Dear Mr. Lu - Chapter 38

[Chapter 38]

“Go back and clean up, let’s go at night.”

Lu Chong said this to Zhou Yishan.

Zhou Yishan said coyly: “Sir, just let me stay for a few more days.”

“You have said this many times, when did you become Zhou Lai?” Liu Weizhi said with a smile.

“Fatty, why don’t you change with me? You go back to Beijing, and I’ll stay.” Zhou Yishan said angrily.

“No, how do you take care of your husband, you big and thick boy?”

“You are a fat man, you are full of fat, you can neither beat nor tolerate beatings, how can you protect your husband?

” The bickering guy asked Uncle Ding who was snickering, “Wen Cheng hasn’t come back yet?”

“No, young people are dating, and they always want to watch a movie or something.”

Before he finished speaking, a servant came from the entrance. A human voice: “Mr. Luo is back?”

Then the young man responded in a low voice.

Lu Chong felt something was wrong when he heard the voice.

He didn’t spend much time at home, and it wasn’t always when Luo Wencheng came back from the outside, but the few times he met, the young man was like a gust of wind, blowing in from the outside lightly and brightly. The empty villa seemed to brighten up because of this wind.

But this time…

After a few footsteps, a young man wearing a long black coat appeared in front of him. If you don’t observe carefully, you may overlook a gray stain on the hem of his coat.

Also, the young man behaves well, and the backpack is carried on both shoulders, but today it is only hung on the left shoulder…

Luo Wencheng looked up and saw Lu Chong, his eyes flashed, he called “Sir”, and then he honestly talked to Zhou Shan Liu Weizhi said hello.

Uncle Ding smiled and asked, “Have you eaten yet?”

“I’ve eaten.” Luo Wencheng said to Lu Chong, “Sir, I’m going upstairs first.”

Lu Chong didn’t say anything: “Go.”

Zhou Yishan stretched out his arm to embrace Luo Wencheng: “I really envy you, Live under the same roof as my husband.”

“!” Luo Wencheng reflexively made an evasive movement, but he was still slapped firmly on the shoulder by Zhou Yishan.

And it happened to be the right shoulder.

Luo Wencheng wanted to show the traces of his injury, but he didn’t expect someone to cooperate so much, so he was startled, and then frowned instinctively at the right time, showing a look of forbearing pain.

But he immediately covered it up, and raised his left hand to slap Zhou Yishan’s big slap: “Mr. Zhou, I’ll go upstairs to put the bag first.” The

people present were all smart, and they found something was wrong at first sight.

However, Zhou Yishan is a reckless guy who is stupid when he doesn’t need to use his brain. He noticed that the shoulders of the young man under his hands flinched, and he slapped him hard twice: “Young man, you can’t help me slap.

” Can’t help but slap?

After Zhou Yishan’s first severe slap, Luo Wencheng trembled on one side of his body, clutching his shoulders and couldn’t stand still.

The wind tightened around his ears, and he caught him with one arm, and Lu Chong held Zhou Yishan’s second slap with the other hand: “Stop making trouble.”

Zhou Yishan grinned, did he slap him badly?

Didn’t take much effort?

Luo Wencheng leaned on Lu Chong’s shoulder and his mind went blank for two seconds before he recovered. He gasped in a low voice, and quickly came out of Lu Chong’s embrace: “Sir, I’m sorry.”

Lu Chong didn’t let him back away, Supporting his shoulder with one hand and holding his forearm with the other, he tried to move slightly: “Did your hand hurt?”

Luo Wencheng took a heavy breath when his arm was lifted to an angle.

Lu Chong’s complexion became ugly: “Who hurt you?”

Zhou Yishan also recalled, “Oh hello” shouted: “Didn’t you go out to fight?”

Luo Wencheng refused to say, he hesitated He said in a low voice: “I accidentally made it myself.”

There were originally three spirits present, but now there are four, it’s no wonder that his reaction can be muddled. However, Lu Chong was not in a hurry to ask him. He turned to Uncle Ding and said, “Call Dr. Wang over.” Then he said to Zhou Yishan

and the two of them, “You guys go back first.”

After leaving the villa, Liu Weizhi said, “Hurry up and pack your things.”

“No rush, no rush.” Zhou Yishan was filled with righteous indignation, “This kid is being bullied at first glance, who else in Haining would dare to bully Mr. What a bold person, let’s see if I don’t beat him to the ground!”

Liu Weizhi couldn’t see what his plan was, so he did it in vain: “I don’t need you.”

“Why don’t you need me? I can do it?” If

he doesn’t need to beat him up, he will have to beat him up, and he must seize every opportunity to hang on to Haining.

After saying this, Dr. Wang also came from the villa next door.

Dr. Wang is in his fifties, with excellent medical skills. He is Lu Chong’s personal doctor. It’s just that Lu Chong was too impatient to take him with him before and left him in Beijing. He also said to keep him if he didn’t want to keep the doctor, so Lu Chong had no choice but to keep him.

As soon as Zhou Yishan saw someone, he pulled them aside: “Old Wang, the situation inside can be said to be as serious as it can be, you know?”

Dr. Wang was at a loss.

In the living room, Lu Chong sat down and looked at Luo Wencheng: “Did you hurt yourself? Hmm?”

The “hmm” was light but powerful.

Luo Wencheng’s scalp tightened, and he moved his lips a little helplessly. He almost couldn’t hold it under his gaze. It happened that the ribs came out from nowhere, meowing around him, and he squatted down to pet the cat.

Lu Chong laughed, but he has learned to perfunctory himself.

At this moment, Dr. Wang came in, and Lu Chong said, “Show him, his shoulder is hurt.”

Dr. Wang first moved Luo Wencheng’s arm, and then asked, “Have you suffered any trauma?”

“…Yes.”

“How did you hurt it? A sprain, a fall, or a car accident?”

Luo Wencheng glanced at Lu Chong, and Lu Chongzheng looked at him indifferently. Every strand of hair seemed to convey a kind of coercion, as if to say Don’t try to lie to me.

Luo Wencheng pursed his lips: “…someone did it.”

“How long?”

“Just one or two hours.”

Doctor Wang knew it in his heart, and he said, “Take off your clothes, and I’ll feel for them. Broken to the bone.” Take

it off here?

In winter, Luo Wencheng wore a lot of clothes, including a pullover, so it was strange to take it off in front of Lu Chong.

Dr. Wang reacted: “Oh, you don’t need to take it off, I just feel the bones, and I have to go to the hospital to take an X-ray for a definitive diagnosis.”

It is troublesome to take it off and put it on again.

What’s more, if it hurts the shoulder, it will be even more troublesome.

As he said that, he sterilized his hands, asked Luo Wencheng to sit down, stood beside him, pulled his collar, and put his hand in along his collar.

“…!” Luo Wencheng opened his mouth, and sat obediently without saying a word.

Dr. Wang put his hands on his flesh, touched his shoulders, and asked “does it hurt” and “does it hurt?”

Luo Wencheng answered honestly.

He himself didn’t feel embarrassed, but for some reason, being watched by Lu Chong not far away, he inexplicably felt… a little embarrassed.

But he hugged the ribs, looked at the dark TV in front of him, and tried his best to stay still and not squint. But he soon lost his embarrassment, because it really hurts, and Dr. Wang feels pain no matter where he presses.

Lu Chong looked at him involuntarily.

Luo Wencheng’s skin is very white, very healthy white, like smooth and shiny jade, it makes people feel happy just looking at it, but Dr. Wang’s hands are very dark, and those dark hands reached into Luo Wencheng’s collar which was pulled a little, Formed a stark contrast.

Still holding that delicate shoulder and moving it around.

For some reason, Lu Chong felt that it was a bit of an eyesore.

[End of This Chapter]