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Chapter 77

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    At three minutes past six in the afternoon, Dr. Skator arrived belatedly.

    There was also a little nurse who came with him.  Dr. Skator took a general look at Fang Congyuan's wound, and skillfully directed the nurse to clean and bandage her on the spot.

    Gao Yang frowned, "Just bandage it?"

    Skator took off the blood pressure measuring device tied to Fang Congyuan¡¯s right arm and patiently explained, ¡°Ms. Fang was soaked in seawater for nearly an hour. She lost a lot of blood and needs a blood transfusion.¡±

    While the two were talking, Wang Haikun finally came ashore with his surfboard in his arms, "What are you doing? A lot of people are gathered here."

    It was very dark now, and there were no lights on the beach. From a distance, there were silhouettes of people.

    Zheng Lan stood with her arms folded and played with her mobile phone. When she heard him speak, she raised her head and glanced, "Nuo, over there, do you see it?"

    Wang Haikun squinted and took a closer look.  At this time, the white light on the little nurse's hand was pointing at the wound, and she could see a large area of ??white and red skin. The little nurse lowered her head and carefully debrided it, while Fang Congyuan tilted his head and said something to Gao Yang.

    Wang Haikun raised his eyebrows, "What did you do? Make such a big cut on your leg?"

    Wasn¡¯t she still alive and kicking in the sea, surfing and swimming in the afternoon?

    "What else can you do? Surf." Zheng Lan concentrated on browsing the web pages on the screen and warned absentmindedly, "Brother Kun, you should watch it yourself, and be careful when surfing in the future."

    Wang Haikun didn¡¯t take it seriously, ¡°You still have to worry about my skills?¡±

    "There are always accidents, right?!" Zheng Lan said, "If I hadn't met Fu Laosan today, I would probably be able to visit her grave today next year."

    "Fu Laosan?" Wang Haikun was slightly surprised and said nothing.

    He strode over with the surfboard in one hand, threw the surfboard to the ground boldly, and went to touch the pocket on the rack for a cigarette.

    Gao Yang quickly stopped him, "Hai Kun, don't you see there are injuries here? If you want to smoke, go over there and smoke. You see, Fu Laosan is on the road."

    He glanced at the man who was smoking quietly a hundred meters away.

    "It's okay, Brother Yang." Fang Congyuan grabbed his sleeve, "Why are you making such a fuss."

    "Dede, I won't disturb you two." Wang Haikun couldn't stand the greasy behavior of the two of them, so he left with a cigarette in his mouth before she could finish her words.

    After walking a few steps, he subconsciously dug in his trouser pockets, but couldn't find a lighter.

    Wang Haikun didn't bother to go back to get it, so he walked to Fu Huaixi's side and said, "Borrow me a light."

    Fu Huaixi turned his face and looked over blankly with two big eyes on his expressionless handsome face. Wang Haikun immediately frowned and took a few steps back, "What are you doing? It's scary to be out in the middle of the night."

    Catching the lighter thrown by Fu Huaixi, Wang Haikun lit the fire with a click, lit the cigarette and took a puff, "I really didn't see that you still have the courage to do justice."

    Fu Huaixi didn¡¯t want to move his mouth and smoked in a muffled voice.

    Wang Haikun just joked casually, and then started to smoke.

    The two of them smoked cigarettes as if they were playing a game, one puff after another, and the smoke from the fireworks never dissipated from the corners of their mouths. From a distance, they looked like two chimneys burning fire.

    In the end, it was Wang Haikun, the old smoker, who came from behind.

    Putting the extinguished cigarette butt into his trouser pocket, Wang Haikun snatched the cigarette stubble from Fu Huaixi's mouth and said, "Fu Laosan, there's something wrong with you these days."

    is an affirmative sentence.

    "Really?" Fu Huaixi put his hands in his pockets and let him smoke away the cigarette.

    "Who are you hiding from? You can hide it from me."

    Fu Huaixi glanced at him, "What are you hiding?"

    Wang Haikun smiled and said meaningfully, "You have to know in your heart what you are hiding."

    Fu Huaixi stopped talking and took out his cigarette case and lit another one.

    "I think it's not Yang Yinuo you want to mess with, but Fang Xiaomei, right?" Wang Haikun said firmly.

    Fu Huaixi's face instantly turned ugly, and she scolded him in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

    Wang Haikun curled his lips in a disgraceful manner, "Yeah, I'm not talking nonsense. You are brave and I am wretched, right?"

    Unlike the compromise he said, Wang Haikun secretly sneered in his heart, what a boring person!  I still don¡¯t know what you¡¯re thinking?  Isn't it just thinking about the kind of thing Gao Yang also wants to do?

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    He took advantage of the situation and took out a cigarette from Fu Huaixi's cigarette case, put it in his mouth skillfully and lit the fire, but his eyes were closed.After going back, I held it in for a while and finally couldn't help but ask her, "Miss Fang, do you really think these paintings are good-looking?"

    Fang Congyuan told the truth, ¡°Actually, I can¡¯t appreciate many of the works.¡±

    "I'm just saying" the little nurse sighed, "Sometimes, I really can't understand it. Just such a painting can be sold for millions, even thousands.  All in all, do you think their paintings are really that good? Are they worth so much money?"

    Fang Congyuan shook his head, "The price of a painting does not represent the artistic value of the painting."

    ¡°That¡¯s right, these works of art today are all hype.¡±

    As soon as she finished speaking, faint footsteps could be heard in the silent corridor.

    Fang Congyuan was moved in his heart and said sincerely, "I don't know what others think, but I value the painter's character more than the painting."

    Without waiting for the nurse to give her a message, Fang Congyuan said directly, "Just like this painting [Gaza Riverside]. It may only cost tens of thousands of yuan, but its creator, Lucas Bosch, has supported countless poor families throughout his life. Although  This painting only took two or three days to create, but behind it lies Lucas¡¯ lifelong cultivation, which cannot be measured in value.¡±

    The little nurse nodded thoughtfully.

    Fang Congyuan also smiled and lowered his head.

    Less than half a minute later, a long black shadow appeared in front of her. It was Fu Huaixi who came over.

    "Are you feeling better?"

    Fu Huaixi stopped beside Fang Congyuan, his eyes sweeping over the [Gaza River].

    Fang Congyuan pretended to look at him in surprise, paused for a few seconds before nodding, "It's much better."

    After finishing speaking, she turned sideways and whispered to the little nurse, asking the little nurse to take her back to the room.

    The grunting sound of the wheelchair turning followed, and after a while, it was mixed with the sound of regular footsteps.

    Along the way, the two people were silent.

    Passing through the corridor, the open sea view instantly comes into view, and the refreshing sea breeze whistles in the corridor.

    The little nurse suddenly said dumbly, "Why are there stairs here?! There is not even a disabled access"

    Fu Huaixi¡¯s hand when opening the door paused, then turned around subconsciously and glanced at the two people who were standing in front of the rainbow staircase, dumbfounded.

    The only way to the garden suite on the lower right is the rainbow staircase. Otherwise, you can only go around the hotel to reach the lower part.

    "This is also to pursue the beauty of the design. At worst, we can just take a detour and go back. It will only take an extra half hour, but I will trouble you again." Fang Congyuan said sorry.

    The little nurse sighed and pushed the wheelchair around with difficulty with a grimace on her face.

    Before I could take a few steps, I was stopped by someone.

    Fu Huaixi frowned, bent down and picked up Fang Congyuan, who was stunned in the wheelchair. He turned to look at the nurse and asked her coldly, "Is it okay for you to take the wheelchair?"

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    Updated on 12/8.

    It¡¯s earlier today, but it will still be around seven o¡¯clock in the future.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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