MTL - Dumb Please Take a Seat-Chapter 462 I don't want to hear the second time

  Chapter 462 I don't want to hear the second time

   Within two days, Su Yu and the others were sent back to the domestic flight.

  The reason given by Jun Gu is that a group of people are noisy and noisy here.

  Gong Jiu, who was a bit of a teacher, didn't stop him, and watched Su Yu and the others reluctantly get into the car with salutes on their faces.

   "Didn't you tell them to play for a few more days?"

  Passing the water glass to the person on the bed, Gong Jiuhan suddenly remembered what Jun Gu said before, and asked casually.

   After taking the water glass, Jun Gu looked at her with raised eyebrows, his expression was a little confused: "Did I say that?"

   Lips pursed, Gong Jiu paused slightly, then nodded: "Yes, I'm sure you said it."

   Slurping his saliva and swallowing it, Jun Gu held the water glass in his hand, his eyebrows clear: "You may be mistaken, I'm not talking about them."

  Playing with such a good thing, how can you bring a group of light bulbs by your side?

  However, it is impossible to say such words in front of Gong Jiuan.

  Seeing the young man stunned for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said without blushing and heartbeat: "After all, their training tasks are heavy, and they don't have as much time as us."

   It is true to say that, as the leading elite team in the fighting circle, their schedule is very tight, and training takes up most of the time, and there is not so much time for playing.

  If Jun Gu hadn't injured his leg, they probably would have already set foot on the way back on the day of the final.

  Gong Jiu glanced blankly at the time: "I'm going out to buy something, I'll be back soon."

   Watching her movements, Consultant Jun: "What to buy?"

   "Paper towels, add some daily necessities for these two days."

  After a hundred days of injury, Jun Gu still has a bone injury, and it may take another week before he can go back.

  At least, it can prevent his wound from tearing easily.

   "Just let Jiang Xiying bring it when he comes over, why bother running away."

  Gong Jiu shook his head silently: "No, there's nothing wrong with sitting anyway."

  Jun Gu let her go, anyway, this hospital is indeed boring, and it is impossible for her to sit here all day long.

  Finding a nearby supermarket, Gong Jiu silently pushed the shopping cart, looking at the items on the shelf.

   Earphones are plugged into the ears, and there is the sound of ancient chess in it.

   "Young master, according to your instructions, I have reinforced the house and ensured that all potential safety hazards cannot occur."

  Take a bag of tissues from the shelf, looked down, Gong Jiu silently threw it into the car: "Where is the owner?"

   "The old Patriarch's condition is as usual, nothing special. When I went, Uncle Tang was doing a massage for the old man, saying that it relaxes the tendons and activates the blood."

  Stopping, she paused when she entered another row of shelves, thoughtful: "Massage?"

   "Yes," Gu Qi replied, and then he remembered something: "By the way, there is a guest at home. It is said that he is also a highly respected old Chinese doctor. Uncle Tang learned the technique from him."

  Squinting his eyes slightly, Gong Jiu's slightly bent body gradually stood up straight: "Old Chinese medicine doctor? Why haven't I heard about this from Old Tang?"

   "This is what I saw when I went back yesterday. Uncle Tang said that you are in a treacherous situation now. Don't bother you with such trivial matters. He will take care of it."

   Aware of the change in Gong Jiu's silent breath, Gu Qi was cautious when speaking.

  My heart silently sweated for Old Tang.

  What they dislike the most about their young master is that someone is taking the place of her.

   This is overreach.

   "When, who entered the inner house, I, the master of the house, can't know the news?"

  There was a cold look at the end of her eyes, and her deep brows were dangerous: "Why, it's Doctor Jiang, isn't that enough?"

  Although it is said that Gong Jiuan basically gave Old Tang the power to handle all the big and small matters in the house, but for matters related to the old man, Gong Jiuan has always been cautious, and he can't rub the sand in his eyes.

  Gu Qi also didn't understand why Old Tang made such a decision this time.

  But after thinking about it again, although Gong Jiuan is in another country, he is under the overwhelming conspiracy network disk. The purpose of Lao Tang's move is to prevent her from being distracted and causing unnecessary risks.

"Young master, you know Uncle Tang, he just doesn't want this kind of thing to affect you, if there is anything, he will definitely tell you as soon as possible, after all, your safety is more important than such small things .”

  Curled between the fingers that landed on the shopping cart, Gong Jiu's eyes were filled with coldness: "You should know that Qingge is above everything else, even me."

  The young man's hoarse voice was wrapped in a cold and stern brutality. This familiar sense of oppression made Gu Qi's scalp on the other end of the phone tingle.

   Exhaled a turbid breath, Gong Jiuhan looked cold: "I want you to speed up the progress of what you are doing, and I will go back as soon as possible."

   "Also send me the information about that Chinese medicine practitioner."

  She wants to see what kind of old Chinese medicine doctor Tang Shu is willing to arrange into the family.

   Hanging up Guqi's phone, she immediately dialed Lao Tang's phone, who obviously expected her call, and after answering, she respectfully called the young master:

   "You know it all."

  Old Tang sighed: "I just know that that brat will never hide anything from you."

   "Let's not talk about the things you decide on your own, Uncle Tang, with you, I don't even need a voice to inform me now, do I?"

  Old Tang paused for a moment, and his muddy voice was low-key: "I'm sorry, young master, it's Old Tang who overstepped the distance."

  Raising his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, Gong Jiu's brows were full of impatience and dryness: "Uncle Tang, you are confused this time."

  As for Old Tang, she doesn't want to worry about whether or not to cross the distance.

  As an old man in the clan, Old Tang has a certain weight with her, and the so-called overreach is just a trivial matter.

   But what is the situation now? It was a situation where there were vicious tongues staring at her from all directions, eager to seize the opportunity to bite her.

  The first person who can threaten her is the old man.

  How can someone easily enter the Qing Pavilion at a time like this?

   She was brought up by Uncle Tang and knew what old Tang was thinking. Other than her, it was Old Tang who hoped that the old man would get well soon.

  So whenever there is an opportunity, he will seize it as much as possible.

but-

   "These days are different, you should know."

  At this juncture, what is needed is to be cautious, be cautious in everything, and avoid all hidden dangers.

   If you want to find a doctor, you are not in a hurry.

   There was silence on the phone for a while, and then Old Tang's voice came: "Young master, it's because I didn't think carefully."

   After all, as I get older, when I think about things, I start to bring subjective ideas into it.

  At first, he naively thought that no matter how turbulent the clan was, he would be able to guard the Qing Pavilion.

   But he ignored the most important point, that is, villains are hard to guard against.

   "But don't worry, before this, I have checked all his details, and there is no problem. I will send him out immediately."

   "People must be sent out." The boy squatting in front of the shelf looked at the goods with drooping eyes, full of cruelty and banditry: "However, it must be placed under my nose."

   What a coincidence.

  The old Chinese doctor who appeared at this time, is there really no problem, or is it too well hidden?

  Let her see what this so-called old Chinese medicine practitioner is up to.

   "Old Tang," she said suddenly when she was about to hang up the phone. This time, the words she spit out were tinged with an undeniable murderous air: "I don't want to hear similar things again."

   On the phone, there was a short silence.

   Immediately afterwards, Old Tang's hoarse and respectful voice came: "Yes, young master."

  After dealing with this matter, Gong Jiuhan casually walked through a few shelves to get something, and then pushed the cart to the counter to check out.

  She frowned, raised her hand and rubbed her chest.

  It feels a little dull there.

   This situation has always happened from time to time in the past two days, which is really strange.

   After paying, she left the supermarket and walked back with a bunch of things.

  He paused, Gong Jiu lowered his eyes, and glanced behind him from the corner of his eyes, his eyes were dim.

  Averting her gaze, her eyebrows returned to her usual unruly wildness, and she continued to walk back with her bag in her hand, with a sneer at the end of her eyes.

   Surveillance?

  Gu Zhi also likes to play this kind of trick.

  Want her to be as desperate as last time? Or cause panic?

   It's a dream!

  When she returned to the hospital, the elevator door slowly opened, and she saw Jun Gu standing outside the elevator door, leaning on a medical crutch and slightly lifting one leg.

  And, a nurse in white was holding a hand on his little arm.

  Look at that appearance, it seems that he wants to take Jun Gu back.

  (end of this chapter)