Chapter 142 : Chapter Eleven Heaven Can't Help Love (12)
Tired of staying at the company, Qin Xue simply went to the hospital to chat with Yin Zhizhi, and if she could hit her head with an apple, she might get an idea!
As soon as she got off the car at the entrance of the hospital, she saw her master standing in front of the gate, arguing with a man about his age with gauze on his left eye. www
Fu Heng obviously saw her too and waved her over.
"Master, your brother?" Qin Xue looked at the other man curiously.
The man and his master had the same facial features, and they looked like they were related by blood. However, he had a sloppy beard, his leather shoes were always polished, and his appearance was completely incomparable to her master.[
Unexpectedly, as soon as she asked her question, the expressions of the two people changed completely. One of them had a dark face, while the other couldn't help laughing.
Fu Heng suppressed a smile: "This is my nephew Fu Yi."
Qin Xue was stunned and said blankly: "Master, you take good care of yourself."
She clearly remembers that he was only in his thirties when he became famous all over the world ten years later. Why is his nephew so old? Is he like other artists, always 25 years old?
Fu Heng was so angry that he reached out and flicked it on her forehead: "What are you thinking about? My eldest brother is 20 years older than me, and he is my eldest brother's child."
"Oh." Qin Xue covered her head and rubbed it sadly. Although she wanted to express her admiration for his parents' bravery, she very wisely swallowed her words when she thought that she would probably be served by the master's finger snapping skills again.
Fu Yi impatiently interrupted the conversation between master and apprentice: "Hurry up and get me a certificate. I have to go back quickly. There are still a lot of things waiting for me to do."
"Don't even think about it. I told you that your eyes need to be healed for at least three months, and you can't do any strenuous exercise. Whether you can do basic exercises after three months depends on your recovery." Fu Heng put down his hand.
In the pocket of his white coat, he answered calmly.
"Can I still know with my own eyes? If I say it's okay, it's okay. Hurry up and give me the proof!" If it weren't for his uncle in front of him, Fu Yi would have punched him, how could he be so calm?
Negotiate!
Of course, this so-called "peace of mind" is just what he thinks of himself.
Fu Heng still looked like he was facing the mountain without changing his expression: "Of course you don't know. It's only three months, not even one day less. Or do you plan to be a one-eyed dragon for decades to come? Although that is quite interesting, but
Your dad obviously won't agree."
Interesting... Qin Xue flinched at his master's choice of words. Thinking of the recent situation when his master was desperately practicing in actual combat, a chill ran down his back.
It was all because of being stopped by two bad guys that night that she almost couldn't escape. In order to improve her coping ability, she recently went to the compound to practice and suffered a lot. Fortunately, the master still remembered to maintain his "gentlemanly manner" and didn't slap her in the face.
Otherwise, her sad little face would have turned into a palette of blue, red, black and purple.
"Uncle! I still have a case waiting for me to solve. Are you just watching a new victim appear?" Fu Yi was like a lion with its hair exploded, standing up and roaring with the long hair on its neck.
But who is Fu Heng? People don't like him at all. If Fu Yi is a lion, Fu Heng is a hunter with a shotgun.
"No need to discuss! The earth will not stop spinning without you. Your task now is to heal your injuries." He said, showing an evil smile, and cracked his fingers: "Or do you want to use your fists?