Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

beijing no. 2 middle school infirmary

the school doctor sent away a few students who had come to get their cold medicine. he was still mumbling about how the temperature had dropped quickly recently and there were too many sick students. at this time, he heard a knock on the door. " come in. "

chen wang walked in first. the school doctor was a female doctor in her forties. she first opened her eyes to take a look, and her eyes lit up. after all, the duan family's advertisements were all over the place. she hesitated and did not dare to recognize him.

"please help them take a look."

"hmm, the girls should come over first. what's going on? where do you feel uncomfortable?"

as soon as the doctor finished speaking, a boy from the infusion room next door shouted, " doctor, i'm done. come over quickly! "

" what are you shouting for? there's still so much water in your iv drip. stop shouting! "

" i really can't take it anymore. i'm so hungry. i want to go eat! "

the doctor was a little impatient. it was obvious that this was not the first time he had called her that. she got up and pushed open the door of the cubicle. " don't move around anymore. if the needle goes askew again, you'll have to re-insert it. "

"i really don't want to get an iv."

fu huan frowned. he felt that the voice was familiar. he moved two steps closer and looked inside. the boy, who had been shouting with a red neck, suddenly became listless when he saw fu huan's face.

fu huan smiled at him. " what a coincidence, you haven't left yet. "

the boy lay on the bed and instantly became as quiet as a chicken.

" this is from our class, the one who was beaten into the infirmary by fu huan just now. " jing muye explained to chen wang in a low voice.

chen wang glanced at the man. the small bed in the infirmary could not accommodate him at all. he was very tall and strong, and now he was so weak that it was ridiculous.

his face wasn't swollen, but there were red marks on his neck. he was probably injured on his body.

chen wang glanced at fu huan. she just pursed her lips. " he's very strong, actually ... "

"i didn't expect him to be so weak."

when fu huan was very young, qian jiang taught him that if he really encountered a situation where he was alone and it was difficult for two fists to fight four hands, he should grab one and beat him up. it would be best if he could catch the leader, but if he could, he should beat him up.

killing the chicken to warn the monkeys was also suitable at this time.

so fu huan really grabbed one and beat him up.

when this person pushed her, fu huan thought that she might not be able to defeat him since he was so tall and strong, so she hit him even more ruthlessly. who knew that he was a soft persimmon?

"you did it?" the doctor sized fu huan up and then glanced at the boy in the room.

a hundred pounds of meat was really wasted. how could he be beaten up like this by a girl?

fu huan pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"i hit him too hard just now, so i hit my leg. it just hurts a little."

"can you roll up your pants? let me see."

"yes."

fu huan bit her lip and rolled up her pants, causing a large bruise on her fair and slender calf. it was a ghastly sight.

"did you hit it during a fight?" the doctor was suspicious.

"yes."

"your kick was pretty heavy back then."

fu huan didn't say anything.

the doctor raised his hand to check on her. afraid that there was something wrong with her bone, he used a little more force, causing her to suck in a breath of cold air in pain.

" it's actually nothing. i'll go get some medicinal oil and apply it for you. just give it a massage. don't do any strenuous activities for the time being. "

"do you want to get an x-ray at the hospital?" chen wang frowned. she had injured her leg before, and this time it was the same. this girl really knew how to humiliate herself.

"i don't think it's a problem. if you're worried, you can go for an x-ray or get insurance." the doctor turned around to get the ointment and looked at jing muye. " did you get injured from a fight too? "

jing muye nodded.

"where did you go? let me see."

"it's the back of the neck." jing muye wasn't a man with a cheat code who could knock down a bunch of people so easily. he was young after all, and he was in a mess at the time. it seemed like he had been scratched by a book or someone's finger, and he only felt pain on that side.

the doctor examined them. as they were not broken, they were just wounds from falling and hitting. he could only apply some ointment and oil to recuperate. " do you want me to do it yourself? "

"give it to me," chen wang said.

" that's great. i'll go to the washroom. you guys can stay here for a while before leaving. " the doctor glanced at the muscular boy in the infusion room, then looked at the time before walking out.

"have a seat." chen wang had already taken the medicine and looked at the instructions on the bottle.

fu huan and jing muye both sat down. chen wang did not apply the medicine for fu huan first. instead, he applied some on his palm and rubbed it until it was warm. he looked at jing muye and said, " pull down your collar a little. "