Chapter 1145: Strategy for the Professor in a Wheelchair in the End of the World

Xia Fengying's original intention was to let Fengguang apply medicine to his wounds, but according to his unabashed attitude, it was considered good that he didn't have a few wounds in the end.

Regarding the fight between him and Junze, I don't know if Xia Chao knew about it in the end, but Xia Chao didn't say anything, so they just assumed that he didn't know about it. Xia Chao was very busy, how busy was he? He is the kind of person who doesn't even care about eating with his children. After all, he is the owner of Gospel Land and has many things to deal with every day, including zombies and subordinates who have different intentions.

Feng Guang expressed that she understood very well, and those who could do the hard work, and she was not unaware that since her mother passed away, there were many women who wanted to sit in Mrs. Xia's position. Unfortunately, Xia Chao, before the end of the world came, , he focused solely on business. After the end of the world came, all his thoughts were focused on scientific research in the gospel land, but he had no interest in women at all.

Feng Guang lamented to her brother more than once, "Did you see, a good man like our dad is a good man. He must be ambitious and enterprising, and he must still be obsessed with our mother. You should learn from it and don't do nothing every day and make jokes." OK?"

"Learn from what?" Xia Fengying slapped Fengguang on the head, "Learn from him and become an old widower?"

"Xia Fengying, can you please speak properly? What an old widower you are, that's your father too!"

After Xia Fengying put away the medical kit, he came back, patted her on the head, and said seriously: "Your brother, I have always stood on the side of the truth."

"Don't come." Feng Guang waved his hand away and remembered something again. She mysteriously pulled him to sit beside her. She cleared her throat and tried to pretend to be casual and said: "Brother, I want to ask... "

"Ahem!" Xia Fengying coughed violently a few times, and then asked in a tone that made him wonder if his ears were wrong: "What did you just call me?"

"I called you brother, what's wrong?" Feng Guang asked puzzledly: "Aren't you my brother?"

"Xia Fengguang, do you have a fever?" He put his hand on her forehead. Seeing that he couldn't feel anything, he lowered his head again and pressed her forehead against hers. "You don't have a fever... Could it be that you have other problems?"

Feng Guang looked at her face closely, and the strong masculine aura made her blush and her heart beat. Soon, she turned her attention to the band-aid on his face, "You are the one with the problem, today This young lady is in a good mood and wants to call you brother. What's wrong?"

"Oh, it turns out you are in a good mood." Xia Fengying stepped back, held her face with both hands, and pinched the soft flesh on her face, "Tell me, what do you want from me? If this young master If I’m in a good mood, I’ll promise you.”

She grabbed his squeezing hand and said, "I heard that dad has started to take you on business recently, right?"

"Yeah, so what?"

"I also heard..." Feng Guang blinked, "There will be a very important person coming to our safe zone in a few days, right?"

"You mean the professor whose legs are paralyzed?"

"Yes, yes, that's him." She held his arm and shook it, "Brother, he is dad's guest, so you must know something about it, right?"

"I don't know." He spoke concisely and to the truth. Although Xia Chao probably took him to deal with official matters, he had no such interest, so he would not take such things to heart.