The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 85 My Dad Is a Pink Boss (22)

In the end, Jiang Tang decided to do things on his own, lifted them up high and lowered gently, Lu Lichao felt distressed like something, wished he could hug Jiang Tang everywhere to be at ease.

Just this weekend, when Dr. Zhao was checking Jiang Tang's body, Lu Lichao was still tightly clutching his daughter's little hand, his brows were tightly furrowed.

"The physical condition is not bad, continue to be a little girl."

"Thank you, Dr. Zhao, by the way, how is my father's injury now? Is it better?"

Dr. Zhao looked at Lu Lichao and started to pack his things.

"Your father's body is stronger than a cow's. He'll be fine a long time ago. And, Tangtang, next time you feel unwell, just press the button on the table, and I'll come right away. Other acting doctors come over."

Jiang Tang looked at the newly installed alarm button in the room, and nodded obediently.

After Doctor Zhao left, Jiang Tang turned to look at Lu Lichao.

"Show me the wound, how is the recovery?"

After being shot, how could he recover in just half a month? Lu Lichao ran all the way to Gu Cheng again, and the wound healed even slower.

Lu Lichao sat still, wearing a soft black sweater, black military trousers on his lower body, his short hair was a little longer, and it was softly attached to his forehead.

Jiang Tang was sitting next to him, pushing the sweater up with his hand.

Looking at the tight and firm abdomen, there is a flesh-red scar in the lower left corner, with a little white mark around it, which seems to be a bit inflamed.

Jiang Tang frowned.

"I'll get you alcohol to disinfect."

Lu Lichao watched the little girl running to get the medicine box, and looked down at his wound, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Jiang Tang wiped Lu Lichao's wound with a cotton cloth dipped in alcohol, and poked the white circle with his tender little hand.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Lichao lowered his eyes and looked down at her with a hoarse voice.

"It doesn't hurt, this little injury is nothing, it's nothing to make a fuss about."

"Isn't it meat that grows on your body, so you can't feel pain?"

Jiang Tang raised his eyes, his beautiful eyes looked directly at Lu Lichao, serious.

Lu Lichao smiled softly, raised his hand and gently rubbed her face.

"Distressed?"

Jiang Tang nodded, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Dad, what on earth do you do?"

Lu Li beat his heart quickly, and rubbed his thumb and index finger together.

"What does Tang Tang think father does?"

"I don't know, it should be a very dangerous thing, anyway, I don't like it."

After Jiang Tang rubbed the medicine, he muttered in a low voice while packing his things. Lu Lichao suddenly bent down. Under the sweater he hadn't had time to pull off, his smooth muscles arched like a cheetah. His tall body was condescending, covering Jiang Tang .

"Little girl, you don't even shake your hands to kill, so you can't guess what I do?"

Jiang Tang raised his head, his bright starry eyes were calm, but when he looked carefully, there were traces of confusion and fear brewing.

"Dad, I'm scared."

Lu Lichao narrowed his eyes, his expression froze.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Before, I was most afraid of death, but I knew it would come sooner or later, so I was never anxious.

Now, I am still afraid of death, but you gave me hope, made me feel that I can live a healthy and stable life, and gave me a father who loves me and loves me. People are greedy, just like finding a big jar by chance The little mouse of lamp oil is always afraid that everything in front of him will disappear sooner or later. Losing is not terrible, what is terrible is gaining and losing again.

Dad, I'm really happy and really scared. "

(End of this chapter)