Countryside Magic Doctor

The male compatriots who had left kept saying in their hearts that Ang Yingying disliked poverty and wealth, but they did not dare to say that the cabbage had been eaten by pigs.    

    

It was not because they did not dare.    

    

Hee Feng looked down and saw Ang Yingying's beautiful curves in front of his eyes. Coupled with her big watery eyes and her cute face, Hee Feng felt that he was absent-minded for a moment. Then, he withdrew his thoughts of being disturbed.    

    

Then, he looked at Ang Yingying's feet.    

    

Her ankles had become red and swollen. Obviously, she could not walk anymore.    

    

As a man, he had to at least be a gentleman. Hee Feng frowned and asked, "How is it? Can you still walk?"    

    

Ang Yingying pretended to be strong, as if this could make her personality look noble. She stubbornly held Hee Feng's shoulder and supported herself to stand up.    

    

Then, she tentatively touched the ground with her foot and wanted to take a few steps.    

    

However, she had already sprained her foot. How could she walk now?    

    

After she screamed, she fell to the side. Hee Feng quickly helped her up and asked, "Are you alright?"    

    

"I'm fine." Ang Yingying pretended to be strong and said.    

    

"No, if you continue to walk like this, your injuries will be very serious. I will carry you back." Hee Feng said.    

    

Then, he carried Ang Yingying by the waist with a princess hug. Then, Hee Feng walked out of the company with big steps.    

    

He did not notice that on the top floor not far away, there was a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Behind the tempered glass, there was a gap in the thick curtain. Yang Jiao was standing behind the curtain and looking outside.    

    

Yang Jiao held her hands tightly and the curtain was slightly wrinkled. Yang Jiao did not know what to do. She was a little angry and resentful.    

    

She was busy but that man was hugging another woman. It was not worth it.    

    

However, Yang Jiao could not make a decision. In the end, Yang Jiao could only curse bitterly. All men were big pig trotters and none of them were good.    

    

Then, she buried herself in a pile of documents.    

    

It was as if the busy work would make Yang Jiao forget these troublesome things.    

    

After carrying Ang Yingying out of the company's main door, Hee Feng walked to his car under the gazes of everyone.    

    

He opened the car door and placed Ang Yingying inside. Then he closed the car door, walked to the front row, and sat in the driver's seat.    

    

After that, Hee Feng started the car. The car lifted up some dust. When the company employees behind saw this, they were filled with emotion.    

    

They could not help but take Ang Yingying seriously in their hearts. They secretly warned themselves not to provoke this woman.    

    

Don't provoke this woman. Don't pester this woman like a fly. Because this was a woman who was very likely to become the boss's woman. If he touched Ang Yingying again, he would be courting death.    

    

Hee Feng did not know how big of a commotion his actions had caused. He held the steering wheel with one hand.    

    

While casually taking out some broken bones and jade ointment from the spatial zone, these ointment were very precious. It could almost make someone with broken bones recover at an extremely fast speed.    

    

Even if it was the best ointment on the market, compared to him, the medicinal effect was much worse.    

    

Bone Rending Jade High School was in a small porcelain box. Hee Feng reached his right hand behind his back. He said to Ang Yingying, "Yingying, apply some ointment on your ankle. It should heal faster. By the way, this medicine can also be applied on the wound. You should apply some too. "    

    

Ang Yingying obediently took out the ointment and then opened the porcelain box.    

    

After the lid was opened, the smell of medicine filled the entire interior of the car. The fragrance assailed the nose. It was not the unpleasant smell of the herbs but the real fragrance, the fragrance.    

    

Ang Yingying looked at the ointment in front of her in shock. She used her big watery eyes to look at Hee Feng's back.    

    

After that, she tested the contents of the box. The ointment that was even more fragrant than perfume was applied to her legs.    

    

She applied some more on her injured ankle and a cool feeling was transmitted over. The wound was itchy, the meat was growing, and the ankle area was... It was no longer the swelling pain just now, but a strong cool feeling... The pain just now instantly disappeared.    

    

It was as if the wounds had healed at this moment.    

    

After applying the medicine, Ang Yingying handed the medicine box over and said, "Big Boss, your medicine."    

    

Hee Feng looked at her through the rearview mirror and then casually said, "Leave this here. I still need to use it in the future. I have many of these medicines."    

    

Perhaps because she felt the atmosphere was more awkward, Ang Yingying asked, "Big Boss, where did you buy this medicine from?"    

    

Hearing this question, Hee Feng could not help touching his nose and said with a smile, "I made it myself. I am a doctor. Don't you know?"    

    

"Oh, I remember now." What? ___ asked.    

    

Then, a series of silvery bell-like laughter rang out. Ang Yingying said, "The main thing in our company is the medicinal liquid you prepared to irrigate, right, Big Boss?"    

    

Hee Feng nodded noncommittally. The corners of his mouth formed a trace of a smile, as if he was flirting with a little girl who had never experienced the world.    

    

Suddenly, Hee Feng stepped on the brakes at a crossroad and the car stopped in the middle of the crossroad.    

    

Then, he turned to look at Ang Yingying and touched his nose, saying, "Yingying, you haven't told me where your home is."    

    

Ang Yingying nodded, feeling wronged. Then, she said to Hee Feng sweetly, "Big Boss, you didn't ask!"    

    

Hee Feng held his forehead and felt a burst of sadness. Then, just as he was about to start the car.    

    

A police officer in a yellow vest walked to his car and knocked on his glass with his middle finger.    

    

"Driver, please show me your driver's license." Hee Feng rolled down the window and handed his driver's license over.    

    

Then, the policeman took out a small notebook. He did not know what he remembered and deducted a few points.    

    

After that, he handed a ticket to Hee Feng. On it was written a fine of 500 yuan.    

    

As for the reason, hmm, to stop at the crossroad, or to stop at the endless crossroad.    

    

It was reasonable. After Hee Feng paid the fine unhappily, he left. During this time, his face had always been dark. Ang Yingying, who was sitting behind him, kept muttering in her heart.    

    

Her big boss was too petty. It was just a few hundred dollars, wasn't it? You are too petty. You are so mean to her. You are so mean to her. Yes, I am unhappy.