Pampering Husband And Sweet Wife
Chapter 196 She is my wife

Seeing Ai Changhuan do this, Lu Zhanke's heart softened and he did not say anything. It was a big deal for him to prepare breakfast tomorrow morning.

He placed Feng Jinghe in the Walker Hotel nearest to his house, and then Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanke returned home.

Although Ai Changhuan wanted to talk to Lu Zhanke again, when he was on the plane, he kept thinking about Feng Jinghe and could not sleep well. Now that everyone was exhausted and immediately fell on Lu Zhanke's shoulder, he fell asleep.

Lu Zhanke reached out and hugged her, warming her heart. He did not leave and returned to his side. Although there were many words that had never been spoken before, there was good news that had not been told to him, and many doubts that had not been resolved. That doesn't matter.

Arriving home, Lu Zhanke originally wanted to hug Ai Changhuan, but his hands had yet to recover to that level. She could not help but laugh bitterly, then gently woke Ai Changhuan up to tell him that she was home.

Ai Changhuan got out of the car in a daze, and now she was surrounded by trapped dreams. He just wanted to sleep well, go to the bedroom, and was about to take a shower. But he suddenly remembered something, and he was still injured. Some places are clearer. Lu Zhanke could look at it a little more carefully. What would he do if he asked?

That bad.

Seeing Ai Changhuan standing in a daze at the bathroom door, Lu Zhanke asked, “What's wrong? Aren't you sleepy?”

Ai Chang moved in excitement and smiled stiffly: “That, yes, I am very sleepy, so I will probably sleep very well. If I wake up, I will try to kill people with violence. It is best to move a little. Don't have. “

Lu Zhanke looked at him without speaking.

Ai Changhuan lowered her head, looked at her toes and whispered, "So I still went to the room to sleep soundly."

"Do you really think so?" Lu Zhanke asked, his voice rather cold.

"Dear." Ai Changhuan faintly replied. He had noticed that Lu Zhanke was not in a good mood right now.

Lu Zhanke naturally wanted to ask why, why did Ai Changhuan suddenly bring back an inexplicable man, why he was behaving so strangely, and why he had to sleep with him again now, and why he had to sleep with him again, but he was already tired, and now was not the time to ask this. Whatever, let me say it tomorrow.

"I know, but the master bedroom still sleeps for you, I'll sleep in the guest room." Lu Zhanke reached out and tried to touch Ai Changhuan's head, but finally let go, only saying, "Have a good rest."

Whether Xiaobie won the marriage, she never felt Ai Changhuan's desire to see her. What the hell happened to him?

Seeing the landing figure of Ke Ke's sad departure, Ai Changhuan's heart was also very uncomfortable. It was just that such uncomfortable days would still grow.

The next day Ai Changhuan was awakened by a knock on the door. The energetic Feng Jinghe arrived early in the morning. Lu Zhanke had already come down to receive it. Butler Wu Ma was sent upstairs to call her.

After an entire night of rest, Ai Changhuan's physical strength had fully recovered, but how could the wounds on his face be covered?

Bruises on the forehead could be fended off with bangs to cover it, and his face could only be covered in sow powder. After all, he had no reason to continue wearing sunglasses.

Setting himself up, Ai Changhuan opened the door and went down, but met Feng Jinghe and Lu Zhanke in the living room at the end of the corridor.

At that moment, the door of the guest room had just opened, and Feng Jinghe walked forward with a smile, while Lu Zhanke walked behind expressionlessly, with his left hand still grasping his clothes. How could this scene look so strange?

211 Ai Changhuan looked at the two of them in surprise, his eyes full of doubt.

Lu Zhanke said with a frown, "Doctor Feng just checked on me."

“Ah...” Ai Chang replied confusedly.

Feng Jinghe said: “I've checked Mr. Lu's arm. Although the injury was very serious, the Yangming colon meridian, Shaoyang's three-focal hand meridian, and the sun hand's small intestine meridian had all been damaged to varying degrees, but fortunately his rescue was timely. And the operation is perfect, so there are no irreversible consequences. I might guess what Shen Qingyan's treatment was, but I don't know if it was a woman's treatment or something else. It was conservative and did not dare to take bolder treatment, so even though it was quite effective, it was still too slow, and no one could fully recover in two or three years. ”

After hearing Feng Jinghe's words, Ai Changhuan's hanged heart finally landed. It seemed that Lu Zhanke had great hopes for the healing of his arm. Shen Qing said that he had 60% confidence, so Feng Jinghe should have at least 80% confidence. Yes, Lu Zhanke's arm is completely curable.

Lu Zhanke had no hope at all. Although Feng Jinghe's words made him happy, he wouldn't be blindly optimistic, so he asked Feng Jinghe: "Is there a better way?"

Feng Jinghe raised an eyebrow: "At least it will be faster than Shen Qingyan, in order not to delay you for that long."

Yes, if Lu Zhanke could not touch the gun for two or three years, it would definitely have an impact on its combat effectiveness, of course, the sooner the better.

"How long can Master Feng heal my arm?" Lu Zhanke asked.

Feng Jinghe said: "You can recover your arms in one month, lift weights in two months, and recover completely in three months."

"Thank you?" Real fast? Just three months? Is that amazing? Lu Zhanke hesitated.

Since Feng Jinghe dared to say this, it was definitely safer than Shen Qingyan. Ai Changhuan was excited in his heart and felt like he won the grand prize. Isn't this a surprise from the sky? He looked at Feng Jinghe with a smouldering gaze, and asked, “When will you be free to start treatment for Marine Ke? Or just start today.”

Feng Jinghe shook his head and said, "No, I haven't had breakfast, and I don't want to do this physical activity."

Ai Changhuan immediately said, "Wait a minute, then, I will prepare breakfast for you now."

He could not explain the excitement in his heart, he wanted to pounce on Lu Zhanke's body and shout, but since Feng Jinghe was still at the side, he could only hold back, he could only hold back, and ran down after smiling at Lu Zhanke.

Lu Zhanke narrowed his eyes and asked Feng Jinghe: “Chang Huan has only been a few days in the United States. He's not an extra-extra person, but he seems to trust you. How do you know each other?”

Feng Jinghe chased Ai Changhuan down. He only said coldly when he heard what Lu Zhanke said: "I don't want to say more about Miss Ai, just ask her if you want to know something."

His attitude was very dragging, not even Lu's eyes were.

Ai Changhuan went to the kitchen, preparing to prepare a rich breakfast for heroine Feng Jinghe. He was choosing materials, but there was the sound of footsteps behind him. He thought Lu Zhanke was following, and yelled at the people behind him without turning around. To: “I don't need your help here, just sit in the living room.”

The person behind was not a land battle but Feng Jinghe. His expression was light, but his tone was not as cold as when he was in the United States. He said, "I'm not here to help, I'm just here to tell you what I want to eat."

After hearing this voice, Ai Changhuan guessed that she knew the wrong person, and she quickly turned around, but was faced with Feng Zhanhe's displeased expression. She somehow felt guilty and scolded Feng Jinghe somehow. Maybe I'm too familiar with him. I really think of this as my own home, very relaxed.

He adjusted his expression, looked at Feng Jinghe, and asked, "What do you want, Master Feng?"

Feng Jinghe frowned for a moment, then said, “Don't eat Western breakfast like sandwiches and bread. I have enough, I want Chinese breakfast. ”

Ai Changhuan glanced at Marine Ke calmly, as his right hand was uncomfortable, so other than preparing a porridge and cold dish for the first time, afterwards, it was uncomfortable, he prepared breakfast with breakfast like toast like toast, which was now closed. It was a bit embarrassing for him to apply for Chinese breakfast. After thinking about it, he decided not to steam his bread, then served it with churros and soy milk, so that both of them were easy to eat.

Feng Jinghe said, “I remember my mother once made black sesame and red bean porridge when I was very young. It was delicious, but I never ate it again.”

"… So it is." Ai Changhuan said to Feng Jinghe, “Then Master Feng will wait in the living room first. I don't like anyone watching me cook.”

Feng Jinghe frowned: "Why, I remember my father standing at the kitchen door watching my mother cook when I was a kid."

It's just that the mother will soon expel her father, not because of what is uncomfortable, but because of her mother's strict guidance. During the day, the father should not approach him within a meter, even if walking between two people outside is also separated by two hands, because two people nearby are said to be indecent.

Forehead Ai Changhuan spray of waterfall sweat: "This is different from personal habits, Mr. Feng, don't embarrass me."

Lu Zhanke raised his voice and asked Wu's mother to make a pot of ginseng tea for Feng Jinghe, then said, "Master. Feng, please come and drink tea.”

Don't bother my wife, she's my wife!

Feng Jinghe thought about it, then nodded and said, "Alright."

Feng Jinghe turned around and left, and Lu Zhanke finally got a chance to be alone with Ai Changhuan. He went to Ai Changhuan and asked calmly, “Where did you find such a person? ? “

He could fully recover his arm in three months, which was too bragging.

Ai Changhuan said, “You can be sure, he is definitely not a liar. He is the CEO of a pharmaceutical company registered in the United States. They lack nothing, what can we lie to us? ”

Ceo from a registered pharmaceutical company, then its net worth is at least hundreds of millions of dollars. Why would such a person leave the company to stay in China for three months just to take care of himself by hand?

Kemi Mei moved her heart and asked, "What did you promise her?"

Ai Changhuan shook her hand, her eyelids trembled, and then Yan Yan laughed and said, "What conditions are there, it's just that the two of us will trust each other for what they are, and then I accidentally revealed to you what happened to you. He is an expert in rehabilitation. That's why I asked him to come back to China to help you see it. You also hear what he has to say, and you can recover your arm completely in just three months. Are you not happy? ”

His words were full of gaps. If you want to ask, Lu Zheke can ask at least a hundred questions. Where can I see it? Introduced as a confidant? What do you have in common? It has only been a few days, and people have left such a big company and returned to your country. Friends who have known each other for a few years may not be like this, right?

And Feng Jinghe's demeanor was always strange, and Ai Changhuan seemed to have specially adapted to him.

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