My Best Wife

Fang Zhiqiang looked at the bald head and couldn't help but smile, and then said to Nan Ling'er again: "Looking at its condition, the injury seems to have healed nine out of ten. If the beauty is stimulated again, he can heal. , I'm not talented, let's retire first."

After Fang Zhiqiang finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the ward, leaving the bald head and Nan Ling'er behind.

Fang Zhiqiang's impression of Nan Ling'er is pretty good. Although a bit dull, such a girl is rare in the current society. She is a good girl and works hard. She is a good girl. And the appearance is quite outstanding.

Fang Zhiqiang is quite relieved to give such a girl to a bald head, and look at the girl’s character, and then look at the attitude of the bald head towards her. If two people are really together, the bald head will definitely be pinched by the girl. At that time, I will be less distracted.

As soon as he walked out of the ward, Fang Zhiqiang heard an embarrassing cough from the side.

"Ahem..."

Fang Zhiqiang looked back and saw the knife aside.

"Knife, what are you doing out?"

Fang Zhiqiang frowned and asked with some confusion.

"I... come out to breathe." Knife said, holding his nose in embarrassment.

Fang Zhiqiang looked at the dignified eight-foot man with a knife. Such a twisted look is really rare. He immediately smiled and said, "What? It's not used to seeing your boss picking up girls?"

"Hehe...I'm really not used to it, I haven't seen it before..." The knife said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'll get used to it later, are you married?" Fang Zhiqiang continued to ask.

"Hey! People like us are not qualified to get married!" The knife waved his hand and said with a mocking expression on his face.

"This is wrong. Don’t you think that the bald head was the same as you before? Everyday he knows how to fight, but as long as he is prepared for himself, he is qualified to have a relationship of his own. When you one day, become like you. When he is the same, he will also have his own feelings." Fang Zhiqiang persuaded.

And when the knife heard the words, he just laughed and didn't say anything. To be honest, his heart was very eager for something like that, but in their lives, there is no relationship with women, except for eating, drinking and having fun. Women are willing to talk about feelings with people like them because they are too unstable.

Therefore, the words of Fang Zhiqiang just now, the knife is just listening.

And Fang Zhiqiang looked at the knife silently, and immediately said again: "What? You don't believe it?"

"It's not... Brother Qiang, I..." The knife hesitated, a little speechless.

"In this way, I promise you today, as long as you become bald one day, I will introduce you a girl you like, and I will not let you down."

Although the knife didn't say what he said, Fang Zhiqiang probably already guessed what he would say, and immediately added again.

When the knife heard this, he finally nodded with a serious look. Although he had not been in contact with Fang Zhiqiang for a long time, he intuitively told him that Fang Zhiqiang was a person who kept his promises, otherwise the bald brother would not do the same to him. Words follow.

Now that Fang Zhiqiang can say such things, the knife will naturally not think about anything, and immediately said: "Brother Qiang, you can say this sentence, I am already very moved, but you can rest assured that I still have a knife. Self-knowingly, I am like this. Even if there is a woman willing to follow me, I cannot give others a stable family. Before I am ready, I will not delay anyone. If there is such a day, I will never forget the cultivation of Brother Qiang and Brother Bald!"

After hearing what the knife said, Fang Zhiqiang nodded slightly, then patted the knife on the shoulder, and said again: "One day you will eventually understand that there are many things in this world that are more important than loyalty. , More important than fighting..."

After Fang Zhiqiang finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the other side of the corridor.

But the knife was looking at Fang Zhiqiang's back, and he couldn't reflect for a long time what Fang Zhiqiang said just now.

In Daozi's current cognition, he still thinks that loyalty is very important, but Fang Zhiqiang's words completely deny his cognition, which he least understands.

But when he reacted and wanted to question Fang Zhiqiang, Fang Zhiqiang had disappeared.

In the ward, the bald head lying on the bed also wilted immediately after Fang Zhiqiang left. When facing a woman he likes, a man will always have inexplicable inferiority, but he can't say a word of what he originally said.

Nan Ling'er, who was still helping her bald head to press her head, naturally realized this, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.

"Okay without you?" Nan Linger asked with a light pat on her bare head.

The bald head was full of spirits, and said a little embarrassingly: "Okay..."

"Then I'm leaving!" Nan Ling'er heard this and immediately got up and left.

But when the bald head heard this, he quickly added: "No, no! I still feel a little pain here..."

The bald head said while pointing to his head casually.

Upon seeing this, Nan Linger smiled helplessly, and continued to sit down.

"Hey, what's the name of your friend just now?" Nan Linger asked while sitting down and pressing her bald head.

"Huh?" When the bald head heard this, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Could this girl really see Gao Fang Zhiqiang?

"What do you ask this for?" The bald head said jealously.

"Just chat casually!" Nan Linger explained.

"Then why don't you ask me?" He is a straight steel man with a bald head, a straight man who is more straight than Fang Zhiqiang, his mind can't turn, so he can talk wherever he thinks.

Under normal circumstances, a girl who faces this situation will definitely feel that the man is sick.

But Nan Ling'er is different. She has seen too many men with high emotional intelligence. She has long been immune to that kind of man, so the more she hears what that kind of person says, the more disgusting she feels. On the contrary, it is for bald head If it was real, it became a bit precious in her ears.

"Do you want me to ask you that way?" So Nan Linger smiled and continued to bald head.

"Of course! Didn't you hear what Qiangzi said just now? I called you over!" The bald head repeatedly explained.

"Oh..." Nan Ling'er nodded and did not continue.

"What are you?" But the bald head was a little confused, what does Nan Linger's "oh" mean? Does she understand how she feels about her?

"It's nothing, it's just that you know the name of your friend just now." Nan Ling'er said disapprovingly.

"My friend's name? How do you know?" Bald asked suspiciously.

He was really puzzled, because he had forgotten what he had just told Nan Ling'er, because he was very nervous and excited at the moment.

"You said it yourself, he is called Qiangzi, right?" Nan Ling'er continued smiling.

"Ah? I..." The bald head was confused, and the head that had just been polished was already sweating again.

Nan Ling'er looked at the bald-headed hooded look, suddenly amused, and asked again: "How old are you?"

"I... Twenty-nine..." Bald head answered truthfully.

"Twenty-nine? It's too big..." Nan Linger pretended to be disappointed.

"Is it too big? How old are you?" Bald asked back.

"I'm twenty-six." Nan Linger didn't hesitate.

"Isn't that just right? Only three years older than you." The bald head was overjoyed.

"What's right?" Nan Linger pretended to be puzzled.

"Talk...Uh...no...nothing..." The bald head hesitated and couldn't speak...

Fang Zhiqiang, who came out of the bathroom, came to the door of the ward again, looked inside, and then asked the knife: "Did the nurse come out?"

"No." Knife was still in the doubt. Hearing Fang Zhiqiang's question, he shook his head and said casually.

Fang Zhiqiang nodded when he heard the words. Since they haven't come out so far, it means that these two people have a show!

Afterwards, Fang Zhiqiang once again explained to the knife: "I won't come here at night. You will take good care of it here. If you are sleepy, let the brothers underneath take turns. You must be optimistic about your bald head and no more accidents."

"Okay." Knife nodded again, but seeing Fang Zhiqiang about to turn around and leave just now, Knife stepped forward again and asked: "Brother Qiang, I have a question."

"You said." Fang Zhiqiang said.

"You just said that there are many things more important than loyalty. What do you mean?"

The knife asked the doubt in his heart, and then looked at Fang Zhiqiang intently, waiting for Fang Zhiqiang's answer.

"It doesn't mean anything, that is, many things are more important than loyalty, such as family, love, friendship, etc..." Fang Zhiqiang explained.

"Isn't friendship just loyalty?" The knife still didn't understand, insisting on his own point of view.

"Friendship and loyalty are not the same." Fang Zhiqiang replied with a serious face.

"Let me give you a simple example. For example, one day you got into trouble. As a brother, you might tell Bald Head about the trouble and let Bald Head solve it for you, and when Bald Head comes, it will help you solve it, but The bald head himself has gotten into trouble, which is called loyalty. But friendship is different. The real friendship is that if you get into trouble yourself, you don’t want to call your friends to help, because You know, once he gets involved in this matter, he will get into trouble himself, so this is the difference between friendship and loyalty."

After Fang Zhiqiang finished speaking, looking at the puzzled expression of the knife, he added again: "Friends don't have to stab you, but they certainly won't fall into trouble when you are down."

"Brother Qiang, I still don't quite understand. If I get into trouble but don't tell my friends, is that still a friend?" The knife scratched his head and continued to ask.

When Fang Zhiqiang heard the words, he lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then approached the knife two steps with his palm on the knife's shoulder, and continued to explain: "Knife, if one day you kill someone, do you want your friends to know about it? "

"Of course! Since it is my friend, of course you must know!" Knife replied without hesitation.

"As you said, since he is a friend, when he knows about this, will he help you figure out a solution?" Fang Zhiqiang continued to ask.

"That should be right?" The knife said noncommittal.

"But you know, this is a big deal. Once he intervenes, he will get in trouble too, what should I do?" Fang Zhiqiang continued to ask.

"Since you are brothers, you have to face the same difficulties, shouldn't it be like this?" Dao asked rhetorically.

"But your friend can be completely ignorant of this, so he won't get into any trouble, isn't that good?" Fang Zhiqiang stared at the knife's eye pupils intently and said with a very firm expression in his eyes.

After listening to the knife, he continued to frown and scratch his head. He still seems to be unable to understand such a problem.

"When one day, after you really experience such a thing, you may be able to realize what these words mean." After Fang Zhiqiang said this, he turned and left, leaving a face still blank. The knife froze in place, and after watching Fang Zhiqiang's back disappear, he scratched his head again.

He still can't fully understand the words Fang Zhiqiang just said to him, but in his eyes, Fang Zhiqiang seems to be getting more and more mysterious, making him more and more invisible.