Chapter 350

"Look at the things here first. If you have any problems, go to Lao Luo first. I'll go first." Lin Mo said anxiously. He picked up his clothes and bag and was ready to go.

"Lao Mo, I'll go with you."

"No." Lin Mo left first.

Song Jiaoling felt something was wrong. Lin Yan had been outside since college. She had never called when she was ill. She actually called today.

It's not like Lin Yan's character. She won't beg her father when she dies.

Song Jiaoling took out her mobile phone and called the senior management of the branch. After mixing in the Lin Group for so long, song Jiaoling had her own team for a long time.

"Mr. Shi, are you Mr. Lin working today?" Song Jiaoling asked faintly.

"Yes, Mr. Song, what's the matter?"

"How do you look?"

"Well, very good, red."

Song Jiaoling hung up with a sound. Her mobile phone slapped on her desk. Her face instantly became ferocious.

Lin Yan! I really underestimated you. Now I know to pretend to be ill.

At this time, Lin Yan put down his mobile phone and was relieved. It was really uncomfortable to do such a thing for the first time.

It's all taught by Tang Ze. Smelly brother taught himself badly.

Lin Yan is not stupid. Song Jiaoling must have an eye liner in the company, so this time he must call a secretary.

Picking up the phone, Lin Yan covered his abdomen and said, "warm, come in and take me home."

As soon as the warm outside heard Lin Yan's voice, he immediately rushed into the office. Seeing Lin Yan's face in pain, he was worried: "President Lin, what's the matter with you? No, no, no, I'll call 120."

"No, just take me home. I'll take some medicine home."

"Mr. Lin, no, you have to go to the hospital now. You can't drag it."

Lin Yan was taken, and his eyes suddenly crossed: "take me home, you know?"

Seeing Lin Yan's eyes, he was warm and confused. He immediately went to help Lin Yan: "President Lin, be careful and walk slowly."

Lin Yan's acting skills are really good. There is no doubt that she is warm.

When walking out of the office, other employees saw it and came to ask about Lin Yan.

Lin Yan was forced to smile.

The general manager Shi also saw Lin Yan's situation and immediately called song Jiaoling.

"What? You said Mr. Lin was ill?"

"Yes, I just saw it. It seems very serious. Walking has become a problem."

Song Jiaoling hissed. Is she really ill? Not pretending?

Something was wrong. The woman's intuition told herself that Lin Yan was pretending to be ill.

Warm sent Lin Yan home: "President Lin, don't you really want me to accompany you?"

"No, go back."

"I... I'm worried about you."

Lin Yan sometimes found it warm and lovely: "don't worry, you can't die, go."

"Then Lin always call me if you have something."

Lin Yan nodded and left with worry.

After closing the door, Lin Yan instantly recovered and began to decorate the scene. After all, Lin Yan is still a very detailed woman.

Even if it's fake, it's very detailed.

Don't forget to send a message to Tang Ze. Don't come tonight. My father is coming.

Tang Ze, who just got off the plane, was very helpless when he saw the news sent by sister Xue. He just thought about it on the plane and gave you a dragon service, but he didn't want it.

You're such an appetizer.

Get in the car. Tang Ze calls Lin Yan and asks what's going on. Did he start to do it?

Tang Ze was a little surprised to hear her answer. I didn't expect her to accept her opinion so soon, but at least you put it off for a day.

Looks like we're going to be alone tonight.

In the bedroom, Lin Yan moistened her hair a little. It looked like she was sweating a lot. There were drugs on the bedside table, scattered, as if the patient didn't even have the strength to do it.

Lin Yan was satisfied with all this. As soon as the phone rang, Lin Yan immediately lay in bed.

"Dad..."

Hearing her daughter call her father again, Lin Mo felt a little more guilty: "Xiao Yan, I'm at your door. How much is the password?"

“214528.”

Hearing the password, Lin Mo was stunned···

The front is his birthday, and the back is the birthday of his dead wife.

I didn't expect my daughter···

Lin Mo felt guilty again.

Of course, all this was arranged by Lin Yan and deliberately changed the secret of the door. Tang Ze came up with this idea.

In Tang Ze's words, not only women pay attention to details, but men are still the same. A little action will make men happy or guilty, not to mention a father, it depends on how to use it.

Lin Mo opened the door and entered the house. Looking at the men's slippers next to the shoe cabinet, he felt a touch of warmth in his heart. His daughter was ready for herself.

At this time, Lin Yan's secret way was broken, and smelly brother's slippers were still at the door.

Now he couldn't manage so much. Hearing the subtle footsteps, Lin Yan quickly put on the pain mask.

Lin Mo walked into his daughter's boudoir, looked at her daughter lying in bed with a painful face, and strode forward: "Xiaoyan..."

"Dad... Lin Yan slowly opened his eyes, but it was also painful. His acting skills were full marks.

"Dad took you to the hospital."

"Dad, I'm much better. I don't have to go to the hospital." Lin Yan didn't arrange the hospital, so he can only say so.

"You see what your pain is like. Listen to your father."

Looking at his father's worried look, Lin Yan felt a trace of father's love. This feeling has not been for a long time.

Especially on his father's back, he seemed to have returned to his childhood. He had a high fever and ran all the way to the hospital.

"It's all right, there's dad." Lin Mo comforted and rushed into the elevator immediately.

Lin Yan tightly hugged Lin Mo's neck: "mmm..."

Soon, Lin Mo took his daughter to the central hospital. With Lin Mo's relationship, the director immediately came to check.

After a series of inquiries, this is acute enteritis.

Of course, this is also Tang Ze's idea. Before, MuQing was really acute enteritis and very familiar.

So just hang the water, which let Lin Mo breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Yan can't really hang water, so he hurriedly said he was well. Now it doesn't hurt at all.

Although it's all right, I still wrote some prescription drugs.

Father and daughter press the road together at one time.

Lin Yan doesn't know what to say. According to Tang Ze's meaning, he is going to sell miserably now. How can he be pitiful, but he can't do it.

Lin Mo on one side forgot how to communicate with his daughter. After all, communication used to be a quarrel.

Looking at KFC next to him, Lin Yan remembered that when he was a child, his father often took himself to eat. His mother was still cruel to his father.

"Dad, let's go to KFC."

"No, you just can't eat fried at all. Go home and dad will make it for you." Lin Morton said it for a while. I'm afraid her daughter will be angry.

However, Lin Yan didn't. She pursed her lips.