Chapter 862: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Twenty-Five)

Just as A K and the others were sent away, Feng Ling was going to the training ground to get some things before returning to his residence, when he saw Han Jin passing by from a distance.

She greeted Han Jin and wanted to turn around and walk away, but when Han Jin saw her, he asked directly, "Hey? Feng Ling, you didn't go out?"

"Instructor Han." Feng Ling nodded to him: "I'm not interested in too lively places, so I didn't go."

Han Jin smiled: "That's just right, the injury on the boss's arm needs to be changed later, you go to the infirmary to help him get the medicine back, and I will take the boys from the first team out, which will also save time. "

"Is the boss's arm still not healed?" Feng Ling asked, seeing that Han Jin didn't realize it, he added: "I mean, Miss Wen helps him massage and apply medicine every day? It should be fine this way. soon……"

Han Jin raised his eyebrows: "How can there be massage and medicine every day? Boss has not gone to the infirmary more than three times since he was injured. There were two times when we were worried about his wound infection and urged him to go. After that These two days, Xiao Xu and I went to get the medicine, and the boss changed the medicine by himself in the room. Besides, the boss can't do it to Miss Wen..."

When the words came to his lips, he suddenly stopped the car.

Take a closer look at Feng Ling whose eyes don't seem to fluctuate. Think about it carefully. Feng Ling has been in the base for many years. It seems that there are no emotions or desires.

But seeing her like this now, it's rare to hear a few more words about a person's affairs, and when the boss went to the infirmary that night, Feng Ling seemed to follow him later.

Han Jin suddenly sighed for a long time: "This matter, alas, how should I say it."

Feng Ling originally thought he was just saying that the boss's injury was still not healed, but he suddenly changed his tone: "What's the matter?"

"Hey, I don't know what to tell you."

"Say it straight." Feng Ling looked at him, and could hear the obvious words.

Han Jin shook his head and sighed: "Actually, Ms. Wen is really nice, but the boss seems to have an unresolved marriage contract at home, and secondly, he has never had much interest in Ms. Wen. He is just the sister of Dr. Wen. Or treat it with a friend, Miss Wen's current state is ruthless and ruthless, thinking about it makes her feel very distressed."

Feng Ling looked up at him: "Don't Boss Li like Miss Wen?"

Han Jin continued his efforts: "Yes,

We also think that Boss should like her. As the saying goes, women chase men with interlayer gauze. Boss Li's tough tenderness will sooner or later be melted by Miss Wen's soft fingers. I think Miss Wen is also very good. Patience, knowing that Boss Li doesn't like to make the relationship between friends too complicated, so I have been quietly accompanying her from the perspective of a friend. I think if she persists like this, she may become Mrs. Li one day sooner or later. . "

Feng Ling looked expressionlessly at the things in the training ground next to him, without saying a word.

Han Jin grabbed her shoulder seriously: "Feng Ling, let me tell you, don't tell the boss and Miss Wen what I said just now, and don't ask too much when you go to the infirmary to get the medicine later. When the boss is taking the medicine, you should be quiet and talk less, and don't provoke the relationship that is about to get closer, understand?"

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense." Feng Ling whispered.

"Then you must pay attention, we are still waiting for Ms. Wen to become Mrs. Li." Han Jin seemed to be a little excited: "There are not many people who can be treated patiently by the boss, and Ms. Wen is one of them. This kind of good fate should really be cherished by them, don't you think?"

"Yes." Feng Ling's tone remained calm: "Boss is indeed very indifferent to people, and he is indeed very patient with Miss Wen, unlike us, who usually doesn't respond to calling him..."

Seeing her reticent attitude, Han Jin became impatient and slapped his thigh: "Oh, that's not what you said, don't say that the boss is usually impatient with other people, it seems that the boss hasn't rushed for so many years. Go up and stop bullets for someone!"

Feng Ling looked up for a moment.

Han Jin smiled, and approached her ear mysteriously: "Actually, sometimes, patience equals politeness, politeness equals alienation, and alienation means it doesn't matter. In fact, the boss's attitude both internally and externally has always been very obvious. It’s just that there is a piece of elm lump in our base, and it has never been opened.”

After Feng Ling listened, he looked at him as if he didn't understand: "Where did the elm bump come from?"

Han Jin: "..."

Headache.

Suddenly, I really understand what the boss is angry about every day.

If this guy is a woman, maybe just throwing it on the bed will solve it.

But right now, even if he wanted to throw it on the bed, it seemed that there were other more important problems to be solved.

For example, the question of who will get on and who will get off between two men...

"By the way, I found that the boss seems to be particularly displeased with you recently. Do you want to ease the relationship with the boss?" Han Jin asked again.

Feng Ling raised his eyes: "Think about it."

"I have a few bottles of wine in my room that have been preserved for several years. Drinking is not allowed in the base, so I have kept them until now." He said as he handed her the key to his residence: "You can drink him two bottles tonight. Wine, let’s see if we can resolve the conflict.”

"Why do you need to drink alcohol to resolve conflicts?"

"You don't understand this. The conversation between men needs atmosphere. When you are sober, you probably won't even fart. When you drink too much, you can know what the boss is thinking. Listen to me and drink Take it, and then go to the cafeteria to ask for a few small dishes to deliver."

"The boss probably won't accept the wine and food I sent."

"Whether he will accept it or not, it's up to you if you send it, and it's up to him to accept it or not. It's better than being in a stalemate like this and training you like a machine every day?" Han Jin said while cheering He patted her on the shoulder as if: "Believe me, as long as you have the ability to get the boss drunk, you can solve many doubts in your heart!"

"But--"

"But what, but! Do you want to lie on the training ground like a cow every night? Give you a chance and go, can the boss who drinks too much escape from your palm?"

Feng Ling: "..."

Why does Han Jin feel that Han Jin's words have another meaning.

But she didn't understand what it meant, she just looked at him with some puzzlement.

Seeing Feng Ling's half-understanding look, Han Jin made another move.

"Come on, let me give you another trick."

"Didn't you go on a mission in women's clothes last time? You went to the boss in another woman's clothes, and the boss will definitely be ruthless when he sees you like that."

"...What am I doing in women's clothing?"