Chapter 93: 94. Parents

Chapter 94:
The main building of the Luo family, physiotherapy room. +++Mobile reading visit m.EbookFREE.me
Luo Zhan wears loose and soft dark blue (color) physiotherapy clothes, lying prone on the dermal physiotherapy (bed chuang) in the physiotherapy room.
Luo Zhan's physical therapy suit is long trousers and a short-sleeved top, and the part from the elbow down is naked (exposed) in the air. His skin (color) is white with a cold (color) tone, which makes the bruises on his (exposed) arm more dazzling.
Next to the physiotherapy bed, a mentally-looking old man in his 50s and 60s wrung out a cotton towel soaked with medicinal juice in his hand and slapped it in the air.
Luo Zhan, who was lying on the physiotherapy (bed chuang), frowned slightly and turned his head to the other side: "What's in this medicinal soup?"
The old physical therapist laughed: "Does it smell bad?"
"This smell should be unbearable."
"That's weird," the old physical therapist said jokingly. "Our young master can even handle the Luo family's family method. Why can't the taste of a medicinal soup be tolerated?"
Luo Zhan heard the words: "It was a family law that was just for refusing to marry, but now I can bear it for nothing."
"Oh? If the conditions are the same, then the young master can let it taste?"
While talking to Luo Zhan to divide Luo Zhan’s attention, the old physical therapist put a hot cotton towel on Luo Zhan’s right arm and slowly massaged it.
No matter how light the intensity is, it is the wound, not to mention the effort to rub the congestion under the skin, too light force does not work-the old physical therapist’s hands with strong muscles and rough skin are pressed through the medicated cotton towel, Luo Zhan’s The eyebrows have been frowned following the pain instinct.
With a sigh of relief, Luo Zhan rested on the short pillow on the physiotherapy (bed chuang) and lazily (hooked) the corner of his lower lip: "If the conditions are changed to the same, don't say let me bear the smell, let me I can drink it (dry gan)."
The old physiotherapist was taken aback, and his subordinates lost their strength.
"...Tsk."
Luo Zhan was pressed to the painful spot, gritted his teeth to suppress the groan, but his body couldn't restrain himself and shivered instinctively.
When the nervous system "kidnapped" by that moment of pain returned to normal operation, Luo Zhan was so angry that he turned to look at the old physical therapist
"The Luo family actually has two sets of methods? The upper set was beaten by my grandfather, and the lower set was given to you for physical therapy?"
"Sorry, young master, he is old and his hands are unstable." The old physical therapist smiled with a good temper, and lowered his head to continue massaging Luo Zhan's congestion position. "In order not to marry the Tang family and suffer so many crimes, the young master is How do you dislike her?"
Luo Zhan went back: "I didn't suffer for her."
"Why is that sacred?"
"..." Luo Zhan lowered his eyes, and at a certain moment the corner of his mouth rose unconsciously, "Secretly."
The old physiotherapist smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait to see that person who hasn't entered Luo's house before it disturbs Luo's house, so that we can never get a slap since we were young. Your little master is beaten as such a powerful lady."
Luo Zhan sneered softly, but did not refute.
Soon after the massage continued here, the door of the physiotherapy room was knocked.
The maid at home came in with the phone, and stopped by the bedside of the physiotherapy: "Little master, I am looking for your phone."
Luo Zhan closed his eyes and frowned, without looking back: "Whose?"
The servant hesitated: "Master's."
Luo Zhan had a pause and opened his eyes: "Hang up."
maid︰"?"
Luo Zhan sneered: "I must have heard the news and called to gloat."
"..."
The servant looked at the old physiotherapist for help.
The old physiotherapist stopped, picked up the (dry gan) towel and wiped his hands, and took the call from the servant: "Okay, you go out first."
"Hey."
When the servant left, the old physical therapist put the phone next to Luo Zhan and said helplessly: "It's because you two are always like this, so many people outside the house will feel that your brother is against the wall."
Luo Zhan lightly snorted, "Isn't it true."
After answering the phone, Luo Zhan frowned and sat up from the physiotherapy (bed chuang).
Leaning back on the wall, Luo Zhan held the phone to his ear and spoke lazily: "Is there anything wrong, Master Luo?"
Luo Xiu said in a gentle voice on the other side: "I have received your care. I heard that you have suffered from family law, I came to take care of you specially."
Luo Zhan frowned: "My care?" He thought for a few seconds, then smiled suddenly, "Ah, you mean that..."
"Originally, I couldn't get along with your network. You worked so hard to stumble me."
"My bet has already been lost, and you can't beat me to have a chance of a draw." Luo Zhan lowered his eyes and looked lazy and happy. "I still have acquaintances at your place. I ask them to take care of you. Career is not difficult. Don't be polite, brother."
"You're welcome, courtesy." Luo Xiu's tone was still flat, not angry or dry. "As soon as I heard about your family law, I immediately prepared a gift for you."
"..."
Luo Zhan's expression was slightly stagnant.
"True."
The door of the physiotherapy room suddenly knocked again at this moment.
Luo Zhan looked up.
With Luo Xiu's words, he now has a bad premonition in his heart...
Without even waiting for Luo Zhan to figure out the possible source of this premonition, the door of the physiotherapy room had been pushed open by the servant, and the voice outside the door anxiously came in
"Little master, husband and wife have returned and returned to China!"
Luo Zhan froze on the physical therapy (bed chuang).
Luo Xiu didn't know if he heard the servant's call in the air. At this time, he smiled gently on the phone: "Ah, it seems that the gift has arrived?"
Luo Zhan awakened and gritted his teeth slightly: "Did you tell them this?"
"I've said it, courtesy." Luo Xiu's voice was calm and calm, "You're welcome, brother."
"..."
Luo Zhan has not cared about breaking with Luo Xiu-
A dark shadow suddenly appeared at the door, and then burst on it crying in the next second:
"My poor son!"
"boom."
Luo Zhan was smashed against the wall, causing pain in the back injury.
The pain in his head was blank for a few seconds. After slowly returning to his senses, Luo Zhan ignored the woman who was crying pear blossoming and raining on him, gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to the door of the therapy room
There stood a man who looked like him five minutes with a calm expression.
Luo Zhan bitterly: "Pick your wife away from me."
The man was unmoved: "That's your mother."
"Then carry it away."
"I didn't teach you since you were a kid, do your own things by yourself."
"..."
Luo Zhan's expression was blank with anger.
After ten seconds, Luo Zhan couldn't bear to see the woman crying on him showing no sign of "closing the gate". He lowered his head and said, "Mom, can you get up and cry?"
"Oh my poor son!" The woman was not moved either.
Luo Zhan's forehead jumped: "Am I sorry?"
"You have been beaten like this by your cruel grandpa, how can you be pitiful!? Oh, Luo Qingtang, your dog, your son has been beaten like this, why don't you tell me..."
"Dog stuff" stood by the door and raised his eyebrows.
Luo Zhan hurriedly voted to thank him for the glance that was not spared, and then pressed back his gaze: "Since I am so pitiful, should you give me revenge?"
"!"
Bi Qingyan looked up: "Son, say, how do you want your mother to avenge you!"
Luo Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, showing nothing on his face. He only raised his arm, (exposed) the bruise on it: "My grandpa can beat it."
Bi Qingyan: "?"
Luo Zhan: "He should be in the study now."
Bi Qingyan was silent for a few seconds and straightened up. The tears held in one second were wiped away by herself: "Understood. Son, wait for mom to help you with the theory!"
"..."
Luo Zhan gratefully watched the woman turn and leave.
When the sound of Bi Qingyan's high heels was far from the range of hearing, Luo Zhan's expression fell loose.
He lifted his eyelids listlessly and looked at the man by the door: "Are you not going to cheer her on?"
Luo Qingtang calmly turned back to his eyes: "Her combat power, don't you know her well?"
Luo Zhan's forehead jumped again: "...Since you know, you should stop her from coming back."
Luo Qingtang stared at his son indifferently: "You know I can't stop it, you should consider all the consequences before doing this kind of thing."
Luo Zhan: "..."
Luo Qingtang was slightly better in the debate with his youngest son. He was not proud, and walked to the bedside of the physiotherapy with a calm expression.
He lifted the corners of Luo Zhan's shirt and glanced at the shocking bruises on the tight waist and abdomen of the youth.
Luo Qingtang had a rare expression. He frowned and raised his eyes with the corner of Luo Zhan's clothes: "Did you greet all the ancestors of the Luo family?"
Luo Zhan: "..."
Luo Zhan: "Am I sick?"
"You can get beaten to this level, I think you are very sick."
Luo Zhan: "…………"
Luo Qingtang: "Since you haven't done such a violent thing, how can you be labelled like this?"
Luo Zhan pulled back the corner of his clothes indifferently, turned sideways and stepped down on the physiotherapy bed, lazily saying: "Doing a bitter (flesh) plan for the Tang family. Otherwise, how can I take off my body?"
"You didn't get into the set at the beginning, why do you need to (take off tuo)?"
"...I've entered." Luo Zhan put on his slippers and lightly pressed his stiff shoulders and walked outside.
Luo Qingtang frowned lightly, "You? Have you taken the initiative to enter the Tang family?"
"Ok."
"why?"
"..." Luo Zhan said nothing.
Luo Qingtang was silent for a few seconds, and his expression changed slightly (fa): "Is what Luo Xiu said is true?"
"What did he say?" Luo Zhan frowned and turned back. Thinking of the embarrassing and painful scene he had just experienced, he felt like gnashing his teeth when he heard the name.
Luo Qingtang: "He said you are probably in love."
Luo Zhan: "..."
Luo Zhan's eyes floated, and he looked away. He walked out of the physiotherapy room with his slippers in a lazy tone: "Listen to him nonsense."
"Really?" The voice behind him followed.
"No."
"Then why did you enter the Tang family's trap and still suffer from such a family law?"
"...I have no relationship with you. You should wait for my mother to finish crying, then take her back immediately."
When Luo Zhan finished speaking, there was no voice behind him. He took two steps, still a little disturbed in his heart.
Luo Zhan slowly stopped, frowning and turning back: "Aren't you leaving."
As soon as he finished speaking, he crashed into Luo Qingtang's insightful eyes.
The man who resembled him in half smiled very rarely: "Whose girl is it?"
Luo Zhan: "..."
Luo Zhan rubbed his hair impatiently: "Did I say--"
"Little Master."
On the stairs behind Luo Zhan, the servant who came up stopped in the middle of the stairs and looked at Luo Zhan standing at the top of the stairs in surprise.
Luo Zhan looked back, his eyes cold: "What's the matter?"
Maid: "The young lady from the Tang family suddenly came today. The young master didn't tell me in advance-if she comes, let us tell you first."
Luo Zhan: "…………"
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