Chapter 700 I Don't Care If I Think of One More

Chapter 700 doesn't care to think of one more

"He has been in contact with yu lisheng in private. It's not clear how the two sides are going to talk, but his attitude in front of you is still supportive."

Li Mingxuan looked at Wenren Zhen and said,

"It's just that I'm worried that if yu's shares are really sold to him..."

Wenren Zhen nodded and looked out the window before taking a deep breath.

"Yu's shares will not be sold to him, but if his shares are directly supported by yu..."

Wenren Zhen did not continue, but Li Mingxuan also understood that if Zhu Jianshe's shares were supported by Yu Lishen, then the entire Shenghong group board would be in danger, and Wenren Zhen would most likely be fired.

"Ask Cheng Yuner out for me."

Wenren Zhen looked at Li Mingxuan and said.

Li Mingxuan was not surprised. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"How?"

"Just say that I was bored, flipped through the photo album my mother brought from Beijing, and then remembered her."

Wenren Zhen said faintly.

"She seems to be still in Korea."

Li Mingxuan looked at him and said.

"How did you know she was in Korea?"

Wenren Zhen raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Mingxuan.

"I heard what Huo Weiwu said,"

Li Mingxuan answered truthfully:

"Although I don't pay attention to her, huo weiwu still pays attention to her occasionally. After all, Huo Weiwu was in charge of finding gu... Sister-in-law."

"Then think of a way to get people to pass on my memory of her to her."

Wenren Zhen looked up at Li Mingxuan and said, "Don't say you can't even think of this."

"..." Li Ming xuanmo.

It wasn't that he couldn't think of a way. He really couldn't figure out how Wenren Zhen was feeling and what kind of feelings he had for Cheng Yuner.

"Okay, I'll think of something."

Li Mingxuan stood up and looked at Wenren Zhen, who was leaning against him.

"By the way, how's your injury? Are you ready to leave the hospital?"

Wenren Zhen looked up at him.

"Are you concerned about my injury, or about my discharge?"

"I care," Li Mingxuan replied with a smile.

"Then you can go back."

Wenren Zhen waved his hand to signal him to leave, and he had already taken out his cell phone.

Li Mingxuan looked at him with tears in his eyes, turned around quickly, opened the door and walked out, only to bump into huang zijian who had just walked to the door.

"Hey, where did you open the door like that?"

Huang Zijian glared at Li Mingxuan.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"

Li Mingxuan apologized quickly, then said to huang zijian:

"Go in and check on him. His memory is recovering quickly. He just remembered someone else."

"Really?"

Huang Zijian looked at Li Mingxuan doubtfully.

"Of course, I lied to you."

Li Mingxuan smiled.

"Then who does he think of?"

Huang Zijian asked quickly.

"Cheng yun-er."

Li Mingxuan whispered in Huang Zijian's ear.

"What?"

Huang Zijian exclaimed, then opened his eyes wide to look at Li Mingxuan and asked in a low voice:

"What happened? Did you leave cheng yun before he left? I won't tell you again and again. Don't be in front of him..."

"I didn't mention it,"

Li Mingxuan quickly explained with a smile:

"It was in the afternoon that Gu Nuan came over and happened to meet him. There must be an argument between the two of them, so Gu Nuan talked about Cheng Yuner, and in the afternoon he called me over to ask me about Cheng Yuner."

"Then what did you tell him?"

Huang Zijian asked nervously.

"I didn't say anything,"

Li Mingxuan looked at Huang Zijian's nervous face and couldn't help laughing again.

"It's all right. He even remembers gu nuan and the child. He doesn't care if he thinks of another cheng yun. Don't you think so?"

"It seems... It is."

Huang zijian thought about it and smiled.

"Okay, I'm leaving. You should go in now."

Li Mingxuan waved at Huang Zijian and left gracefully.

Huang zijian took a deep breath, sorted through the folder that Li Mingxuan had just knocked over, and then pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

"How are you feeling today?"

Huang zijian walked to Wenren Zhen's bed and asked Wenren Zhen, who was playing with his phone.

"Well, I feel like I'm almost back."

Wenren Zhen looked up at huang zijian and said,

"I think I can leave the hospital now, right?"

"Discharged?"

Huang Zijian frowned at him.

"Don't you say it's not urgent? Why did you think of leaving the hospital all of a sudden?"

"What's the hurry?"

Wenren Zhen put the phone away and said irritably,

"Li Mingxuan just came to me and complained that I was lying in the hospital all day. He was so tired."

Huang Zijian laughed at his words and nodded.

"That's true. It's not that you can't leave the hospital. I think the wound on your back is a little deep, but you should stay in the hospital for a few more days..."

"I have to go back to work. I have a lot of things to do. I don't have so much time to lie in the hospital all day."

Wenren Zhen said without waiting for him to finish.

"Hurry up and help me get out of the hospital. I don't want to stay in this room for a moment."

"Do you have no time or mood to stay in the ward?"

Huang zijian smiled and asked back.

"Not at all. Is that enough?" Wenren Zhen answered irritably.

..." Huang Zijian answered silently.

Well, in that case, he really needs to help him get out of the hospital.

*

Gu Nuan really fell ill the day after she returned from Wencheng to Bincheng.

This illness came in a fierce and urgent way.

In fact, her body already had signs. On october 2nd, yu lisheng took her out and blew a cold wind. When she returned, she felt a little dizzy, but she was in a hurry to come back. She didn't even notice.

And this fall, she really fell down completely, not even a trace of strength, let Huo Weiwu and Wangma help her upstairs, and then Gu Yuanhang found chinese medicine from the Meishan clinic to help her see a doctor.

Take the pulse, decoct the medicine, take the medicine, sweat, drink water...

Wangma and Huo Weiwu played with her, and Gu Nuan knew about it, but she just couldn't wake up.

In the chaos, it was as if there was always a pair of eyes staring at her with gloom.

On the other hand, the voice of concern went further and further away, blurring, and Wenren Zhen's voice rang instead.

I want to see Wen Yan and come back to me!

Come back to me!

Gu Nuan felt as if he had been forced into a dead end, and he was suffering more and more. He felt as if he had been burned to death.

Struggling and tossing, she finally woke up one evening.

Slowly opening his eyes, he looked at the bright room, pushed open the window a little bit, and blew in the cool wind, making the air in the room especially circulated.

"Xiao Nuan."

"Madam."

Wangma and Huo Weiwu looked at her with concern.