MTL - Jade Without Fragrance-Chapter 256 visit

   Chapter 256 Visit

   Hearing that Lin Hao was here, Wen Feng quickly greeted him.

   "I heard that Brother Eleven is back, and my mother asked me to take a look." Lin Hao greeted him with a smile and motioned Baozhu to put down the gifts he brought.

  Wen Feng was moved: "I made my aunt and sister remember."

   For the gift that Lin Hao brought, he did not refuse, otherwise he would appear to be alive.

   "Eleventh brother has suffered for the past few days." Lin Hao looked at Wen Feng, who was obviously thin, and naturally opened the topic.

  Sorrow flashed in Wen Feng's eyes, and his smile was also bitter and bitter: "It's just that I lived outside for a few days, it's nothing."

   Compared to the deceased prince, what is the suffering of a few days of detention?

  Wen Feng is a kind person. He hadn't slept well in Jinlinwei these few days. He was more saddened by the death of the prince than worrying about himself.

   "Fortunately it's over." Lin Hao comforted softly.

it's already over?

   Hearing this, Wen Feng was a little lost.

   Has it passed?

  The prince is dead, do you want to re-establish the immoral and incompetent King of Liang as the prince? If the king of Liang is not established, what should we do?

  If they didn't accompany the prince to drink outside that day, wouldn't the prince be in trouble?

  It's hard to get through, once the prince dies, it will be different for Da Zhou and him. That day was destined to be a nightmare that haunted him for a lifetime, a knot that couldn't be solved.

   "Eleventh brother."

   Hearing Lin Hao's call, Wen Feng suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly raised the teapot to add tea to her to cover up her embarrassment: "Hao, drink tea."

  Lin Hao didn't seem to notice Wen Feng's gaffe, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

   "It's not a good tea." Wen Feng smiled embarrassedly.

   "I tasted pretty good." Lin Hao took another sip and mentioned his concerns, "Eleventh brother, what kind of person do you think Yang Zhe is?"

  Wen Feng was stunned, and looked at Lin Hao with a strange look: "Why did you mention him suddenly?"

  Lin Hao lowered his eyes and stared at the tea leaves suspended in the cup: "Just curious. Don't Eleven feel that there are too many things happening around Yang Zhe?"

  Wen Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he heard what Lin Hao meant: "Do you think Yang Zhe is not innocent?"

  Lin Hao held the teacup and said nothing.

  Wen Feng slowly shook his head: "No."

   Under the calm gaze of the girl, his tone became firmer: "He is a gentleman with a noble character and gentleness like jade. If you get along with him more, you will know."

   "Eleventh brother speaks highly of Yang Zhe." Lin Hao pulled the corner of his lips.

Wen Feng's expression became more and more serious: "It's just the real feeling of getting along with him. It's the same when you ask Baocheng. A lot of things have happened around Yang Zhe, but the more outstanding people are, the more people will attract attention. Ah, what do you think? "

  Lin Hao curled his lips and smiled.

   Seeing how his cousin admired Yang Zhe, he couldn't ask anything.

   She put down the teacup, and before she could say her goodbyes, the door curtain was suddenly lifted.

   "Feng'er—"

   The man with things in both hands shouted excitedly, and his voice stopped abruptly when he saw the pretty face turned around by Lin Hao.

  Wen Rusheng's hand fell on the ground, his eyes widened, "You, you, you—"

  Lin Hao got up and raised a smiling face: "Eighth Uncle."

   This crisp shout made Wen Rusheng turn his head and run away, because he moved too fast and hit Wen Ping's shoulder heavily.

  Wen Ping stumbled to the ground, Wen Rusheng disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the fruit spilled on the ground was rolling, adding to the chaos of the scene.

   Lin Hao Ding gave Wen Ping a fixed look, and finally his eyes fell on Wen Feng's face: "Eleventh Brother, Eighth Uncle—"

   Still firmly believe that she is a monster?

Wen Feng was very embarrassed, and he turned his head to find a not very clever reason: "My father was frightened by the events of the past few days, and he is easily frightened when he sees people suddenly... Uncle Ping, go look for it. my father."

  Wen Ping got up, gave Lin Hao a deep look, and hurriedly chased after him.

   "Okay, I'm really sorry." Wen Feng scratched his head, his usual steady appearance was gone.

   Mainly because of nervousness. If Ah Hao knew that her father treated her as a monster, it would be a shame.

   "Eighth uncle is concerned about Eleventh Brother. Eleventh brother go to see Eighth Uncle, I should go back too."

   "I'll send my sister out."

  Lin Hao did not refuse.

   Always have to go out.

  The two walked out of the courtyard gate and walked a few steps along the alley, when they realized that something was wrong in front of them.

   There were a lot of people standing at the entrance of the alley, and there was a noise.

  Lin Hao and Wen Feng looked at each other.

   "Okay, I'll go take a look first." Wen Feng thought of something, put those words down and hurried forward.

   Although Lin Hao didn't care about that cousin, for Wen Feng's sake, he couldn't be too indifferent, so he quickened his pace.

   After exiting the alley, it was indeed Wen Rusheng who had an accident.

   He sat on the ground and screamed, Wen Ping dragged a man and wouldn't let him go.

  The man is not easy to mess with, his face flushed with anger: "Why should I pay for it, he bumped into it himself!"

   "It makes sense for you to bruise someone, right?"

  Wen Feng walked over quickly, bent down to help Wen Rusheng: "Father, are you alright?"

  Wen Rusheng pointed to his right foot: "My foot hurts!"

   "Where else?"

   Seeing his son's anxious face, Wen Rusheng shook his head: "It's just that my ankle twisted when I fell, everything else is fine."

  Wen Feng breathed a sigh of relief and stopped Wen Ping, who was entangled with the man: "Uncle Ping, let me go and take my father to the medical center first."

  Wen Rusheng was not happy: "Just let him go?"

  Wen Feng knows how to persuade his father to listen: "Son should not be too busy now, what do you think?"

  Wen Rusheng was honest when he heard it.

   Seeing that the man was released, the people who stopped to watch the fun gradually dispersed.

  Lin Hao came over with concern on his face: "Is Uncle Eight okay?"

  Wen Rusheng shuddered subconsciously, the close distance made him not dare to act rashly, and tried to pretend that he had forgotten the true face of the girl in front of him: "Ah, I'm fine, I'm fine, hiss-"

   "Father, I'll carry you to the hospital." Wen Feng carried Wen Rusheng up on his back, and it was a little hard, but fortunately Wen Ping held it up.

  Wen Rusheng felt distressed for his son, and hurriedly said, "Just let Wen Ping help me."

   "How about that, I don't know how your foot hurts." Wen Feng stood firm and took a step forward.

   "Eleventh brother, take my carriage." Lin Hao pointed to the carriage parked on the side of the road.

  Wen Feng didn't stop at his feet: "No, the medical center is over there."

  Lin Hao followed his gaze, and saw a small medical clinic with a signboard of "Dan Xin Tang" not far away from the long street.

  Wen Feng accelerated his pace with Wen Rusheng on his back, and soon reached the other side of the road.

  Lin Hao silently followed after seeing this.

   "The doctor is here, let's see it, sir." Wen Ping shouted as soon as he entered the door of the hospital.

Doctor   , a middle-aged man in his forties, came over when he heard a shout: "Isn't this Mr. Wen, what happened?"

  Wen Feng and his son have been renting here for more than a year. The medical center is so close to occasionally see a doctor and get medicine, and they are familiar with each other.

   (end of this chapter)