Xia Zhinan couldn't help his forehead. He didn't know when he could change his bad habit of forgetting.
Struggling with what to do without clothes, she glanced at the carved oak wardrobe not far away. She didn't take much clothes when she left. I don't know what to do now
Thinking about it, Xia Zhinan walked to the wardrobe and gently opened the wardrobe door.
Make an impression!
The clothes hanging in the wardrobe are the latest models of tour Lee, Xia Zhinan's favorite brand.
Tour Lee is not a very famous clothing brand in the world. It has always been small, but it has always been a clothing benchmark for Xia Zhinan.
The clothing style of this brand is very inclusive. It is not divided into series, but the clothing style is published quarterly. In spring, most of them are light green and pastel colors, most of them are T-shirts, most of them are light yellow and bright red colors in summer, most of them are jumpsuits, umbilical and shoulder shirts, civil colors in autumn, light windbreaker styles, and pure white in winter, Mainly gray, mainly Plush coat and long skirt.
Due to the small audience and even a shrinking trend, it is difficult to buy clothes of this brand, but
Lord Lu Li
He knew she liked it, so he bought her all the new four seasons every year. No matter whether she was in the apartment or whether she would come back, he collected it with his heart.
Because she likes it.
Xia Zhinan bit his lip tightly and stretched out his hand to touch his clothes.
In the past, no matter how much he did, she wouldn't take a look. But now, she doesn't know why. It seems that her heart has softened. She will be moved for a long time for a small thing.
Xia Zhinan pulled out a spring to summer light pink one shoulder dress from the wardrobe, dressed neatly and hurried downstairs.
Mother Zhang was amazed at her coming downstairs.
In the past, Xia Zhinan wore heavy metal clothes, with holes and exposed clothes, mostly iron nails and chains. She had never worn such a lady's elegant skirt today.
Xia Zhinan naturally saw the amazement in Zhang's mother's eyes. She didn't pay much attention to it. She just smiled faintly and said, "Mom Zhang, the ingredients are ready."
Zhang's mother blinked fiercely and thought back: "ready, all in the kitchen. Are you hungry, miss? If you are hungry, just tell the chef to cook?"
"No." Xia Zhinan said excitedly as he ran into the kitchen, "I'm for Lord Lu Li. He's ill with gastroenteritis. You know."
With that, Xia Zhinan was busy washing rice and peeling carrots in the kitchen, leaving Zhang's mother out with her eyes wide open.
……
An hour has passed since everything was ready. Xia Zhinan hurriedly took off his apron and ran out of the apartment carrying a heat preservation bowl with porridge.
The taxi goes directly to the hospital. After paying the bill, Xia Zhinan happily steps into the hospital with a heat preservation bowl.
As soon as he reached the door of Lord Lu Li's ward, he heard a violent beating.
Xia Zhinan saw several bodyguards standing at the door, shivering and looking at something in the ward.
"What are you doing?" she went up and said a word. Then she saw the bodyguards jump up.
"You..."
Xia Zhinan was about to smell it, so he heard several sharp smashing sounds.
There are the friction sound generated by the glass across the ceramic tile floor, the creaking strange sound generated by the violent shaking of the iron frame bed, a low roar with stuffy nose, and... Zhang Yun's constant advice.
"Don't screw it up, sir. Miss Zhinan said she would come back soon."
"Jue Shao, I just called Yishui garden. Zhang Ma said that miss Zhinan was cooking in her apartment."
"Young master..."
What happened?
Xia Zhinan couldn't bear it. He directly opened the two bodyguards in front of him, who were obviously frightened, and suddenly unscrewed the door.
"Lu Li... Ah!"
A glass broke at her feet, and the glass dregs splashed, marking a slender blood mark on Xia Zhinan's white and smooth calf.
Xia Zhinan was terrified. When he reacted, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, fortunately, it's just broken at my feet. If I hit my leg directly, I'm afraid I'll break it once.
It's terrible to think about it.
She raised her head and found that Zhang Yun and Lu lijue were both looking at themselves and silent.
She tightened the heat preservation bowl in her arms. Fortunately, she didn't throw it out because of fear.
This is all my own hard work!
"Lord Lu Li..."
Xia Zhinan looked at the man next to the hospital bed in front of him, with a look of ferocity and shock. He couldn't help crying out.
After the man heard her cry, the fierce wind in his eyes suddenly stopped, and the anger all over his body seemed to return to his body at that moment and sealed it safely.
His eyes flashed a little helpless. Then he closed his eyes painfully and said in a deep voice, "Zhang Yun, let the doctor come over."