Fang Lesheng's study looks more like an advanced ward.

There are all kinds of medical instruments in the corner of the study, and even a hospital bed in the right place.

For Lu Xiaoxiao's doubts, Fang Lesheng just smiled politely and explained: "I'm not in good health, Aunt Sun, they are more afraid of my accident at home, so more prepared, let you laugh."

Lu Xiaoxiao nodded silently, not knowing what to say.

Luckily Chu Mo opened her mouth in time, breaking her little embarrassment.

"Let's get down to business first. What do you think of the bombing?"

Fang Lesheng pinched his nose a little tiredly. He took his wheelchair...