Chapter 241: Can you let him go?

Chapter 241, can you let him go?
On the other side, Li Qiao came to the front of the Fu Jia Boxing Gym and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Fu Luting.
As soon as he lowered his head, there were footsteps in front of him, and Fu Luting's familiar voice, "You are here."
Li Qiao stopped her movements and raised her eyes to look at him, "Well, where is the teacher?"
Fu Luting was wearing black sportswear with sweat on his face. He wiped it easily and pointed at the backyard of the boxing gym. "The old man is in the wing where I used to live. The students stop there and are usually quieter. Let me go. Take you there."
Li Qiao thanked him, put her mobile phone in her pocket, and followed Fu Luting to the backyard.
The area of ​​the Fujia Boxing Gym is very large, and there are multiple practice fields in front and back.
As they walked through the martial arts playground, there were countless martial arts stakes and various equipment around.
At this time, many students were working hard in the practice field. When they saw Fu Luting, they stopped and shouted: "Young Master".
Fu Luting waved his hand to let them continue.
And Li Qiao followed him faintly, and his eyes swept across the training ground if there was no interest.
...
Backyard, west wing room.
Li Qiao stood near the elegant West Wing arch and looked at the surrounding environment. The hollow patio design retains the original ancient charm.
The surrounding ring room also reveals the tranquility of the years, which is indeed very suitable for healing.
At this time, Fu Luting gestured towards the carved wooden door in front of him, "Go in. I'll wait for you outside. Call me if you have anything to do."
"Well, thanks a lot."
Li Qiao nodded, and then wandered forward to the door where Zhong Jiugong was. She raised her hand and knocked, but the wooden door opened automatically.
A faint smell of medicine floated out of the room, Li Qiao did not hesitate, stepped over the threshold and walked in.
At this time, Zhong Jiu just sat at the wooden table, holding a pen in his left hand, writing and drawing on the paper in a strange manner.
Hearing the footsteps, he didn't look up, and sighed helplessly, "Boy Fu, you come to me eight hundred times a day, what's the worry?"
Li Qiao leaned on one knee, leaning on the door frame, and raised her eyebrows when she heard Jiugong's tone, "It seems...this Fu family seems to be annoying the teacher."
Hearing Li Qiao's voice steeply, Zhong Jiugong paused with the tip of his pen, raised his head in surprise, smiled and bent his eyes immediately, "Oh, you little girl, you know to come to see me?"
Seeing Jiugong's smile, Li Qiao swept away the haze between her eyebrows, and walked towards him as soon as she flickered, "Let the teacher wait a long time."
After a while, the two sat opposite each other, and Li Qiao looked at Jiugong carefully. Although it seemed a bit decadent, she was still energetic.
Li Qiao thought, and asked straightforwardly: "Teacher, how do you feel here?"
Zhong Jiugong sips the tea cup in his left hand, and looks at her through the edge of the cup, "It's not bad, quiet and worry-free, except for the Fu family boy who bothers me every day, it's all good."
The Fu family boy not far away: "..."
Hearing this, Li Qiao smiled faintly, "I sent you here without discussing with you that day. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me at any time, I can..."
"Girl." The voice was still there, but Zhong Jiugong put down his teacup and took the lead, "You don't have to worry about me, it's pretty good here.
I guess you came here suddenly today. It must be the Fu family who told you something, right? "
Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows and betrayed Fu Luting with a calm expression, "Well, indeed."
"Heh, this stinky boy, he keeps thinking about me all day long. He always thinks that I have a lot of thoughts, but I don't have any at all. I'm designing artwork."
While talking, Jiugong pushed the draft of the corner of the table to Li Qiao, stubbornly saying, "I haven't had anything to do recently. I was thinking about renovating my funeral shop. Just look at my drawing. How is the drawing?"
Li Qiao took the artwork and glanced at it twice, then raised her eyes and glanced at the expectant Jiugong. After a few seconds of silence, she told a white lie, "Well, it's good."
She really didn't see that the crooked curves on the artwork were drawings of the house structure.
At this time, Zhong Jiugong held his chin proudly, and began to talk about his design philosophy and the reason for repairs.
Li Qiao listened quietly, her black and white eyes staring at Zhong Jiugong for an instant.
A few minutes later, Jiugong said that his mouth was dry, and he poured half a glass of water, his eyebrows and eyes gradually fell silent, "So, don't worry, I'm all right."
Probably all elderly elders are unwilling to show the true emotions deep in their hearts to juniors.
Li Qiao had long discovered that Jiu Gong was smiling.
So, she didn't reveal it.
As time passed slowly, Li Qiao chatted with Jiugong for half an hour, and told him to leave with peace of mind.
When he reached the door of the room, Zhong Jiugong, who was sitting at the table, suddenly called Li Qiao, "Girl..."
He hesitated, looking at her in the air, and murmured with his eyebrows: "A Liang is young and energetic, and he is impulsive. If one day he really provokes you, can you look at me and let him go? ?"
After he was picked up by Fu Luting that day, he never asked how the conflict between Tu Anliang and Li Qiao was handled.
These two children, one is his son, the other is his apprentice, if possible he does not want them to grudge.
At this moment, Li Qiao looked at Zhong Jiugong calmly, and flashed every frame of their master-disciple relationship in the past three years.
She pursed her lips, lowered her eyelids, and nodded, "Okay."
As long as Tu Anliang keeps herself safe, she can forget the past.
Because of the teacher, it is worth her concession.
At this moment, with Li Qiao's approval, Zhong Jiugong's depressed mood was finally released.
He kept blinking, his heart touched, "Girl, I thank you for him."
"Teacher, recuperate well."
The big stone in Zhong Jiugong's heart fell to the ground, and he quickly recovered his former gentleness, "Okay, I listen to you."
Li Qiao took a deep look at Zhong Jiugong, then turned and left the door.
In fact, all the trances and restlessness were mostly worried about Tu Anliang.
I don't know if the southern city snake can understand the teacher's hard work.
...
At ten o'clock in the morning, Li Qiao returned to the laboratory.
She put on a white coat and plunged into busy work, and did not take a breath until the evening.
At this time, Lianzhen held a glass of water and placed it in front of her, and said softly: "You can rest. The arrangement of these molecular formulas is complicated and changeable. You need to take your time."
Li Qiao let out a ‘um’ without raising her head, but the movement in her hand did not stop at all.
Lianzhen shook his head and laughed, pulling the chair into his seat, "Actually, there is no need to worry. You were not there last night, and we had a temporary exchange meeting with the drug research and development side.
Their recent experimental drugs have made progress, and it seems that they have found an alternative drug that can temporarily suppress Guan Mingyu’s symptoms of continuing to gain weight. "
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(End of this chapter)