Zhu Xinrui holds the sour plum and puts another piece in her mouth carelessly:
"It's all right. I don't have a good appetite recently. I often vomit when I eat something. My normal reaction may be that the taste of the sashimi is too strong. It's Pickled anyway. It's all sodium carbonate. Why don't we wait and eat fresh."
While they were talking, Joe was willing to bring the hot water. Qiao Ansheng stuffed it into Zhu Xinrui's hand: "you'd better have a drink of hot water first. Look at your white face..."
Zhu Xinrui took over obediently, holding a water cup and filling a few small mouthfuls. Her stomach was completely stopped. She looked at the can of sour plum in her arms, but she wanted to eat more.
As soon as she was about to open it again, Qiao Ansheng couldn't help but say that he took it away: "I still eat. I'm sick and vomit."
"Wait, Ansheng, I'm not disgusted with this."
Zhu Xinrui hurriedly defended herself.
"Stop it! It's better to eat less of these things. "
As Qiao Ansheng said, he sorted out the rest of the snacks and was ready to go out. Qiao wished to be a little jealous: "sister, you won't have to eat it yourself again!"
Qiao Ansheng released a hand, raised his hand and gave him a violent Chestnut: "don't talk nonsense. I won't eat. By the way, nurse Chen is pregnant recently. Maybe a new nurse will come to check you later."
"Ah, little sister Chen is pregnant?"
Joe's eyes widened.
Zhu Xinrui, who was sitting drinking water, suddenly stopped. She held the water cup and didn't move. The next second, she suddenly touched her stomach.
Zhu Xinrui calculated her aunt's time, and then thought of her recent frequent dizziness and nausea. Until recently, she thought she was staying up late. Now she was excited by the word pregnancy.
With a thump in her heart, she had a very bad feeling in her heart.
"Xinrui? Heart core? " Qiao Ansheng's voice seemed to float from the horizon, and it took a long time to touch Zhu Xinrui's hearing.
I wish Xinrui came back to her senses and said in the usual tone, "huh? What's the matter... "
"You still don't look very good." Qiao Ansheng is worried.
Zhu Xinrui had a kind of fear in her heart, but there was no clue on her face. She just reached out and handed Qiao Ansheng the water cup in her hand.
"It's all right. I suddenly remembered that there are still some things in my family. I'll ask you out another day. I'll go first."
After that, she often walked out without even waiting for Qiao Ansheng's answer. She turned and rushed out.
Qiao Ansheng saw that her face was really ugly and rushed out, but Zhu Xinrui walked very fast. By the time she rushed out, the person had disappeared.
Qiao Ansheng's second father-in-law monk was confused. He just thought she was abnormal, but on second thought, Zhu xinruigang divorced Ji Yan. Abnormality is also normal.
He didn't take it to heart. He took out his mobile phone and sent a wechat to Zhu Xinrui, telling her to slow down and drink more hot water on the way back.
Qiao Ansheng stood in the corridor typing, and suddenly there was another sound of footsteps from far and near the corridor of the hospital.
She subconsciously followed her voice
I saw a young man in a dark gray suit walking towards this side in the amazing eyes of a group of girls.
The man wore a pair of dark sunglasses, covered most of his face, and his black hair was combed meticulously, which looked like a business elite.
But the other side's mouth curved with a smile, like the bright first quarter moon in the night sky, but it added a few uninhibited meanings to his upright temperament.
Qiao Ansheng looked at the other party coming closer and closer to him, and frowned. She looked familiar, and could not help muttering in a low voice.
"Strange, how can this man look more like Qi Yue?"
But she remembered that Qi Yue used to have arrogant yellow hair, and he looked like a mature man.
She quickly rejected her idea: "it can't be Qi Yue's... yes, it can't be Qi Yue's."
When she hinted at herself like self consolation and spit out the last two words.
The other party also happened to take off his sunglasses. His handsome face suddenly magnified in front of Qiao Ansheng, accompanied by Qi Yue's familiar voice: "Ansheng!"
Qiao Ansheng convulsed fiercely at the corners of his mouth and looked at Qi Yue, who had changed his temperament for a long time.
She widened her eyes, looked at the man who was flying like a hungry tiger, and quickly hid next to him.
Qi Yue threw himself into the air, and the man was almost brought to the ground by inertia. He reacted with some righteous indignation.
"Ansheng! You said you haven't called me for so many days, even if it's OK. How can you see me now, not only not surprised, but also frightened! Too much! "
Qiao Ansheng shrunk his neck, carefully raised his eyes and looked at Qi Yue, full of shock.
"Do you have any misunderstanding about the surprise? If you dress like this, it's completely different from what you used to look like, okay?"
In the past, Qi Yue always wore casual clothes, but today he wore suits and shoes. He also wore sunglasses, and his light yellow hair was dyed into regular black hair.
How to say, looking at a little less flirtatious temperament, a little more mature and calm.
However, although his temperament has changed, Qi Yue still looks cheap in front of him. Qiao Ansheng still thinks that even if he changes his clothes.
But it hasn't changed at all.
"Don't mention it. I was sent abroad by my mother for transformation. If it weren't for my wit, I might still be squatting in that deadly university abroad!"
Although Qi Yue was thrown a white eye by Qiao Ansheng, he was not discouraged at all. He was used to it, adjusted it a little, and continued to paste it affectionately.
Qiao Ansheng nodded: "Oh, I've gone abroad. No wonder I haven't heard any news recently..."
Qi Yue saw that her expression was faint and his heart was filled with anger. He pulled Qiao Ansheng's sleeve and complained sadly.
"I sent you a message before I went abroad. Don't look like you only know today, will you?"
Qiao Ansheng was stunned: "have you sent me a message?"
Qi Yue almost bit his handkerchief with tearful eyes and nodded madly: "of course! I was thinking of you as a brother. How much can you express your condolences to me! What happened! "
"No more than a word of sympathy! You pulled me black! "
Qiao Ansheng was full of fog and innocent: "no, how could I black you?"
She took out her cell phone, turned it over and asked, "when did you tell me?"