Sheng Xiao Han Yu

Ouyang Hanyu grabbed Hua Sheng, put her on his back and stood up, holding Hua Sheng's buttocks and lifting her up. Hua Sheng quickly hugged Ouyang Hanyu's neck, and Ouyang Hanyu's mouth curled up slightly, he did it on purpose.

"Uncle carried you back. It's all my fault that you were tired." Ouyang Hanyu said this seriously to make Hua Sheng feel more at ease, but it backfired.

"Uncle, you are disrespectful to the elderly. I respect you because you are old and tired, but you actually say such things." Hua Sheng was so embarrassed that he spoke nonsense.

"Sheng'er, am I really old?" Ouyang Hanyu stopped in his tracks when he heard what Hua Sheng said.

"Uncle, it's not...you are very good." Hua Sheng didn't know what to say. Although the uncle was a little old, he didn't look old at all. He was still very handsome.

Hua Sheng said that the person was very good, and Ouyang Hanyu couldn't help but feel happy. The word "very good" was very neutral, and it was like giving him a good person award.

The sea of ​​lavender flowers looks particularly charming against the backdrop of the sun. The golden sunlight and the purple flowers complement each other. Two people walking silently on the ridge of the field form a beautiful scroll of flowers.

Strolling through the fields filled with lavender, your body and soul are bathed in this dreamy purple. The elegant fragrance of the flowers fills the air, making you feel like you have traveled back in time to the romantic Provence.

Walking in the lavender fields, it feels as if you are gently lifted up by purple clouds, and the elegant fragrance makes you feel as if you are in a fairy tale world.

The delicate, almost untouchable, purple-blue flowers are dreamy and mysterious, as if they came from another land. Or perhaps, they are flowers under the moonlight. They grow quietly and poetically, nestled in front of the French windows, the sunlight caresses them lovingly, casting a string of hazy flower shadows.

When they returned to their room, Hua Sheng had already fallen asleep. Ouyang Hanyu gently placed her on the bed. Watching her lost in thought, he wondered if he shouldn't have attacked such a young girl. He felt a little disappointed when he heard her say she was old today; there was indeed a huge age difference between them.

His cell phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. He turned and went outside to answer the call.

"Young Master, Miss Chen refuses treatment and is very uncooperative. The longer the delay, the more trouble she will have. She insists on waiting for you to come back for treatment." He was also helpless when Fang Zhiqing called.

"Okay, I understand!" Ouyang Hanyu frowned and hung up the phone. He turned around and walked in, looking at Hua Sheng on the bed.

Fang Zhiqing had mixed feelings about Chen Xiaoqian. She was gentle, beautiful, and seemed very understanding. Miss Chen's leg condition wasn't incurable, and he had explained the treatment plan to her: taking the medicine he'd developed, combined with acupuncture and rehabilitation, she'd be back on her feet soon. But she didn't seem to want to continue treatment. She said she'd wait until Ouyang Hanyu finished his work and came back to review the plan, and then they'd discuss it before moving forward.

"Ms. Chen, the sooner you get treatment, the sooner you will recover. Long periods of hair loss will affect the treatment results!" Fang Zhiqing was puzzled. Others had to scramble to find connections to see him and had to wait in line for a long time.

"Doctor Fang, Yu is very busy and I don't want to disturb him. I'll feel at ease knowing Yu is with me when he comes back. You are a good doctor, but the experts in the hospital said there is little hope for my condition, so early treatment and late treatment are the same." Chen Xiaoqian said gently with a smile, and it seemed that she had accepted the fact that she could not stand up.

"Ms. Chen, I was developing medicine in the laboratory some time ago and didn't know about your illness. Later, the young master told me about your condition, and I studied it specifically. There is a medicine I developed that is very effective for your leg injury. You don't have to worry." Fang Zhiqing was confident that he could cure her illness, thinking that if the young master could cure her, he would treat her personally.

"Doctor Fang, you call me Xiaoqian and I call you Zhiqing. You are Yu's family doctor and friend, which means you are also my friend. I have accepted the fact now. As long as Yu doesn't mind, I will accompany him well." Chen Xiaoqian said gently to Fang Zhiqing.

"Okay, I still recommend early treatment." Fang Zhiqing felt that this treatment did not require surgery and had little to do with the young master's return. He found that Chen Xiaoqian was delaying time and not cooperating with the treatment.