When the alcohol touched the wound, Fang Cheng frowned.

It hurts a lot.

But he just frowned and said nothing.

Fang Ya sighed, this younger brother has a very stubborn personality.

I didn't even say anything about it, and I wouldn't tell her sister if I had any thoughts.

"Don't move, I'll help you with the wound. Don't fight against Mr. Qiao in the future, you will suffer a loss. Don't you know Mr. Qiao's temper?" Fang Ya said lightly.

"I really don't know what kind of feelings he has for this Ye Jiaqi!" Fang Cheng said coldly, "Yaya, you are more beautiful than Ye Jiaqi, gentle than Ye Jiaqi, and sensible than Ye Jiaqi. Everything is better than her. What does Master Qiao think?"

Fang Cheng stood up with a bad tone.

"Look at you, I'm losing my temper again." Fang Ya said, "Don't move, I'll treat your wound."

Fang Cheng closed his eyes and let Fang Ya wipe the blood on him.

Fang Ya lowered her head, her eyes full of tenderness and meticulousness.

Her body was a shallow and pleasant smell of mulan.

Fang Cheng looked up at her, his eyes falling on her clear and bright eyes.

"I don't have to plead with him for me in the future." Fang Cheng said.

Fang Ya chuckled.

Laughing at his childishness.

"What are you saying? The family doesn't say a few words. Master Qiao takes care of us like this. Look at you and treat him like an enemy."

"Yaya..." Fang Cheng frowned.

"Okay, don't talk, I'll treat your wound."

"I made him unhappy. Are you very angry?" Fang Cheng looked into her big eyes.

"You are like him, and it is very important to me. How could I get angry? I'm childish." Fang Ya smiled.

Fang Cheng stopped talking and sat silently on the sofa, allowing Fang Ya to treat the wound.

Fang Ya is like a soft plum blossom, although it is weak, but elegant and gentle to the extreme.

Her movements were also very gentle and meticulous.

After treating Fang Cheng's wound, she sat side by side on the sofa with him.

Fang Cheng didn't talk much, and he was silent since childhood.

Fang Ya is not a person who loves to talk too much. They sit side by side and don’t speak much.

"Sister, when did you arrive? Why didn't you call me?" Fang Cheng asked.

"Grandpa called me and I'm here."

"Have you been in good health recently? Are you bored in Beijing?"

"No, you don't know, that little guy Qiao Chengfan is so cute. I'm very happy to be with him every day." Fang Ya's face showed a smile.

Fangcheng felt lost.

After a long time, he nodded: "That's good."

"I'll take you around when I have time." Fang Ya said, "You are a world-renowned cardiologist now. You are flying all over the world for surgery. Are you very tired?"

This younger brother is a medical genius, she has always known him.

The efforts he put in are hundreds or thousands of times more than ordinary people.

She has seen it since she was a child.

"Fortunately, I'm used to it." Fang Cheng curled the corners of his lips.

He stood up and poured Fang Ya a cup of hot water.

Just then, Fang Ya's cell phone rang and Fang Ya picked it up.

"Sister, it's me, Lan Lan." Fang Lan was both urgent and anxious on the other end, "Sister, I heard you went to Singapore?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"I was just about to look for you, but you were not in Beijing. I showed you something, you hung up the phone and read WeChat."

Fang Ya was confused and full of doubt.

"Blue, what's the matter?"
Chapter completed!