Quick wear, the boss behind the scenes is too mysterious

Chapter 686 The rebellious boy, the CEO's favorite treasure
After a while, the family doctor came quickly.

Simply, Zang's mother has no other serious physical problems except for being too emotional and fainting.

But Zang's mother's fainting has a large part of her mentality.

She couldn't bear the excitement related to Zang Yiling, and was still affected by the painful shadow in her heart.

But it's not good for the doctor to tell Bai Qing too frankly. He, a little doctor, doesn't want to know so much about the complicated secrets of the wealthy family, and he doesn't want to offend anyone because of his work.

After a few brief explanations, the doctor took another look at the young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and walked out of the room with a medicine box without saying anything.

As soon as the door was closed, Bai Qing, who was sitting by the bed, looked up at the boy with a complicated expression, and whispered, "Go to the next room and wait for me first."

The boy blinked his swollen eyes, and gave Bai Qing a reluctant look, but walked out of the room lightly without refusing.

Looking at his tiptoe back, Bai Qing suddenly felt a little amusing and curled her lips.

Silly, sweet, silly boy.

The smile that was still on the corner of his mouth fell into the sight of the boy subconsciously raising his eyes before closing the door, and he froze for a moment.

The outside world said that this weak chicken has a prosperous beauty that can kill both men and women, but he has always felt that this appearance is too feminine.

However, what he had to admit was that this weakling had really good skin, and he still looked like a man when he smiled.

However, only the long ones are good.

The young man snorted, closed the door softly, and then walked to the next room.

As soon as he closed the door, he heard Bai Qing's footsteps slowly walking out of the room.The boy's heart skipped a beat, and he sat down on the bed in a hurry.

He folded his hands on his lap, clasped his long white fingers securely, and sat like a good boy, but with his bruised nose and swollen face, he looked like a wronged doormat.

The sound of footsteps came to the door of the room, and he straightened up, sat up straight, and his heart jumped.

But the footsteps only stayed in front of the door for a while, and then gradually spread far away.

The young man opened his eyes in surprise, and waited for a while without hearing the sound of footsteps. He stood up a little annoyed, kicked the bed board, and muttered angrily, "Let me wait in the room, but the door What do you mean by not coming in before? Is it fun to play?"

The more the boy thought about it, the more angry he became, his chest was heaving with anger born of anger.

He sulked for a while, then suddenly turned around and stared at the door lock, his swollen eyes were wide open, and anger was about to burst out from them.

After staring at it for a few seconds, the boy walked forward with a few big strides, locked the door behind him as if venting his anger, and then went back to the bed to sleep with his head covered, not caring how painful his swollen face was from the pillow.

Bai Qing just asked for the swelling-reducing ointment from the doctor, and was about to knock on the door and go in to give him the medicine, but knocked on the door a few times, but found that there was no sound coming from the door.

She tentatively pressed the doorknob, only to find that the door was locked by the young man inside.

Bai Qing rolled her eyes helplessly, and knocked harder on the door again, "Open the door."

The quilt-covered boy turned around on the bed without hearing anything, and didn't intend to pay attention.

After knocking a few times but failing to open the door, Bai Qing simply leaned against the door frame and smiled without emotion, "Do you choose to open the door yourself, or do you want me to open the door for you with the key?"

Hearing this, the boy who was curled up in the quilt was about to be kicked away angrily, and fell off the bed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)