Chapter 420

Michelin's takeout is only for people with gold cards. There are not many people with Michelin gold cards. Qin Fang is one of them. But Qin Fang's character, will not buy takeout for hooligans. So... The only race that the hooligan knows is... Quan er.

Fu Zhiyan narrowed his eyes, and the deep eyes flashed fiercely.

Han Xiaoye quietly looked at him, looked at his face more and more cold, looked at his more and more unhappy appearance, the heart beat hard, suddenly asked, "now what time?"

"Yes?"

She repressed her surging anger, pretending to be calm, "I ask you what time it is."

She is straightforward and can't hide things. Even if she tries her best to control it, she can let people see through her little emotions.

Fu Zhiyan pursed his thin lips and frowned, "that's work. And I'm not alone drinking coffee with Vice President Fengqi, and Lin and his wife are also together. "

The parents were also present... Han Xiaoye was even more upset. He sat up and had a bad attitude. "Yo, see the parents. How about, are the parents of the vice president satisfied with the little uncle? Let's think about it. We've all had coffee after dinner. I'm very satisfied. Congratulations. "

"Han Xiaoye." Fu Zhiyan's tone is a little cold.

The colder he is, the colder Han Xiaoye's heart is. She flicks the mobile phone on the bed and glares angrily. "I said I didn't want you to have coffee with her. I said I'd wait for you for half an hour. What time is it now? It's past eight! Three hours, fifty-two minutes, forty-five seconds. You are more than three hours late. What do you think of me? Do you know I've been waiting for you in the ward? "

Her uncomfortable little feeling fell into Fu Zhiyan's eyes, and the air-conditioning suddenly dissipated.

After more than three hours of suffering, Han Xiaoye's mood has reached a critical point. Her eyes suddenly red, "Fu Zhiyan, you just rely on me to like you. You know I didn't wait for you. I'll wait for you all the time. I'll be cranky and uncomfortable. You are still unscrupulous. You don't care about my mood at all. You always care about yourself. You just care about your principles, your work, you don't care what I think. you deserve it Yes, you're working. man

man You're rational, you're great. You certainly don't care. I wish I could give you free time, right? you deserve it

Fu Zhiyan felt guilty in front of him and couldn't help reflecting on whether he had gone too far. Can hear behind, she says more and more nonsense, that guilt faintly turned into anger.

"Do you think I don't like you?"

Han Xiaoye pause a second, don't start, smile than cry also ugly, "do you still call like me?"

Fu Zhiyan was asked by her. Originally a little angry cold face turned into an iceberg, coldly put down the sentence, "have a good rest."

Han Xiaoye didn't want to cry at first. At this moment, her tears fell down uncontrollably. She couldn't fit them. She picked up the pillow and threw it at him. "You go, I can have a good rest when you go!"

"Yes."

Click, the door of the ward suddenly closed.

Han Xiaoye did not expect that he really left, suddenly fell on the bed, put the quilt on his face, silent tears.

Cry! man Don't cry!

But the tears in my eyes are so urgent that I can't stop.

The heart seems to have been cut into countless pieces, each of which is a bloody pain. She tugged at the quilt and finally burst into tears.

"Motherfucker, asshole, son of a bitch!"

man

Inside the suppressed cry a sound spread into his ears, also a knife a knife lingchi in his body. Fu Zhiyan smashed the wall hard, and the blood was dripping on the back of his hand. He stood for a while without expression and turned out of the hospital.

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When Feng Yaqin, Mo Xiaxia and Fu Xiaoye came to deliver the meal, Han Xiaoye's eyes were still red. Although she tried to hide, she was discovered by Feng Yaqin.

"What's wrong with your eyes, Ono? Did you cry? What's going on? "

"Where's the last word?"

Han Xiaoye did not speak, Feng Yaqin heart beat, blurted out, "he made you cry?"

Han Xiaoye shook his head, "no, I cried myself. The scabby part of the wound is itchy. I can't help it, so... "

Feng Yaqin knows her character best. Usually a big scar on the mouth of a bowl doesn't take breath. How can you cry inexplicably. There must be a problem. The thought that the old man's troubles had just been solved, and that the second man was in trouble again, made Feng Yaqin have a headache. But when she said that, Feng Yaqin couldn't tear her down. She could only pretend to be confused.

"If the wound grows new meat, it will not itch. By the way, Xia Xia and I stewed pig's hoof Soup for you today. I asked Qin Fang, and he said that more collagen is good for your wound healing. You drink more tonight. "

She took out the bowl and poured the soup into the bowl. "Drink more. I've dried the soup. The temperature is just right. I'll give you a bowl first

She filled a bowl and put it in front of Han Xiaoye, "eat, eat more, you see you're thin, almost become ribs, I love you so much. It's only a few days. I have to make up for it. The body will be better after enough nutrition. "

Han Xiaoye obedient end soup to drink, pig's hoof is stew again good also can be greasy, not to mention she had eaten some things before. A pig's hoof down, her stomach can't help but tumble, wow a vomit out. Han Xiaoye face pale, wipe mouth, look tired, pull out a reluctant smile, "Mommy, I'm sorry."

Feng Yaqin looked at her white face, where willing to blame her. In my heart, I silently scolded Fu Zhiyan for thousands of times, comforted her and said, "I didn't think it was thoughtful. Your stomach is not good. What kind of soup do you drink in the evening. If I had known, I would have fried some light dishes. What should I do now? "

She turned her head and looked at Mo Xia and Fu Xiao, "Xia Xia, Xiao'er, go out and buy some light porridge for Xiaoye." By the way, cultivate feelings.

Mo Xia didn't know if she was thinking. She nodded and picked up the bag beside her. "OK, I'll go right away."

Fu Xiao followed her without saying a word, and they walked out of the ward together. Once out, Mosha was ready to drive to the garage first.

Fu Xiao seized her hand and said calmly, "the hospital has a special canteen."