"He doesn't want to die? Do you know he's allergic to food?!" Qingyao saw a picture of a star who was allergic to leeks. But he ate it for filming, thinking it would be all right. But the large and small bags swollen all over his body after the attack were unbearable. Qingyao felt terrible when he thought about it.
She suddenly remembered that the last time he went to her house to eat the leftover seafood overnight. Later, he also went to the hospital. Now think about it, he was so afraid that his back was soaked with cold sweat.
Allergic people to touch allergens is equivalent to suicide!
I thought I was the biggest fool in the world. It turned out that there were more fools. Lu Shaoqiu, who is lying in the hospital for gastric lavage and injection and infusion, is the real fool!
What do you play with? You play with your life!
At that end, Shi Lan's tone was calm and light: "which is not spelled out on the wine table?"
Qingyao opens his mouth and is dumb in the end.
The heart is like being pinched tightly by an invisible hand. It is pitiful, disappointed and difficult to solve. There is also a little heartache and unspeakable thoughts and feelings.
She really doesn't understand. What's the point of changing status, power and wealth with her life?
Thinking of his star dream and what Cheng shiye said will be very harsh, an invisible chill rises in Qingyao's heart
"Is Miss Yun still busy?" after waiting for a few minutes, she didn't hear Qingyao again. Shi Lan was ready to hang up.
"Wait, Stefan, which hospital are you in?"
After two seconds, Shi lanmo said, "at this time, President Lu must hope that Miss Yun is having a good rest."
"Well, he came to our company today and accidentally lost his wallet. I found it. Others must need it in the hospital. I sent it to him."
"... well, Penang central hospital."
After hanging up, Shi LAN stood silently in the corridor for a minute before entering the ward.
The head nurse has fixed a needle for Lu Shaoqiu and is gently instructing some precautions.
Lu Shaoqiu nodded demurely.
He lay at the head of the bed tired and saw Shi LAN come in. He said softly, "you've worked hard. Go back and have a rest."
Shi LAN waited for the head nurse to leave and asked him, "are you alone?"
"It's not a big deal."
Shi Lan thought that yunqingyao would arrive soon and nodded: "OK, I'll go back first. If there's anything you can call me again."
"HMM." Lu Shaoqiu was extremely tired. On the one hand, he really wanted to sleep. On the other hand, he closed his eyes.
Schlan gently closed the door.
When Qing Yao took a taxi to the central hospital with a wet umbrella, Shi LAN had left for a while.
According to the ward number given by Shi LAN, Qing Yao went up from the elevator to the super ward area on the eighth floor.
On the eighth floor in the early morning, there was a special beautiful nurse on duty. She smiled and nodded gently at her: "Hello, which room are you, family and friends?"
Qingyao took out his mobile phone again, looked at the number he wrote down, and confirmed it and replied, "Ward 819, Lu Shaoqiu."
"OK, please come this way!" the beautiful nurse's voice was very gentle. Qingyao guessed that all the male patients on this floor were reluctant to leave.
The beautiful nurse remembered Lu Shaoqiu firmly. Curious, she asked Qingyao, "are you Mr. Lu's family?"
Qingyao paid attention to her wet umbrella. The special ward area was the special ward, and the floors were clean and bright. As she walked along, the drops of water dripping from the umbrella tip seemed to make her uncomfortable. When she heard her question, she looked up and said, "ah? What did you say?"
The beauty nurse thought she didn't understand the meaning of the patient's family very well. After a kind explanation, she directly asked, "are you Mr. Lu's wife?"
Qingyuan chuckled and ignored the water on the umbrella. Lao Cheng looked like he hated iron but not steel: "How could I be the wife of that kind of person? I want money but not life. I usually think he can do everything like God, but I don't understand the simple truth that life is only once. Even if I get a mountain of gold and silver, I deserve to be tired and die. If a man of Gu Naigu dares to do that, I'll kill him --"
The ward door on the right side of Qingyao opened automatically from the inside. The tall and burly man tied a needle and gauze tape in one hand and held the infusion rod in the other hand. His face was gloomy and opposite the four eyes of Qingyao.
The beautiful nurse smiled and whispered, "that's right here. Mr. Lu's room is here!"
Then, white faced and red, he ran away.
In the clean and bright corridor, there are only two people, one tall, one short, one male and one female.
Qingyao closed his mouth for a long time, and his face twitched: "that... Er... President Lu..."
After thinking for a long time, she didn't come up with a reason to save her words just now. She simply gave up.
Scratch your head. Standing water is not afraid of boiling water.
In fact, she didn't think she was wrong.
Originally, if her man ran to the hospital every day to make money, she wouldn't be happy to kill him!
Her man must be the one she likes. He goes to the hospital every day. How can she be willing?
He was stubborn for a while. Under his pressing and hot gaze, he finally couldn't harden.
She bent her shoulders, lowered her head and kicked her right foot with her left foot.
Lu Shaoqiu is wearing a blue and white striped patient's suit. Fortunately, the hospital has his size. When she looks down, she can only see his legs. The thin lining is straight and slender. Her trousers are long to the ground, black cotton socks, and the gray cotton mop of the hospital. Her ankles are slightly prominent. Her feet are really big!
The cotton tow under her eyes was like a boat.
Cotton black and cotton ash intersect, and the color is very warm.
"Why are you here?" Lu Shaoqiu's low voice fell from the top of his head.
There was no expected coldness and anger.
Soft, helpless, like a disobedient child.
Qingyao's heart is soft, and he doesn't know it when it becomes water.
He took his wallet out of the bag and handed it to him: "return this!"
The outside of the backpack is wet. She is useless. She uses a portable package again.
"Didn't you say no hurry?"
Qingyao raised his eyes and gave him a white look: "I'm not in a hurry to spend money in hospital!"
Lu Shaoqiu wanted to tell her that Shi LAN would take care of it.
Looking at her slightly white face, she didn't continue the topic just now. She loosened the infusion rod, put the back of her hand on her face, and frowned: "why is it so cold? You're very cold?"
Qingyao blushed and pushed his hand away: "what's cold in summer? It's not cold at all!"
"You look bad and pale."
"Can you have your white?" his thin lips were as white as paper.
Although, it seems that there is an alternative beauty of decadent and handsome men.
Lying trough, Yun Qingyao, what occasion are you crazy about flowers?
She wants to hit the wall!
"Come in." Lu Shaoqiu said in a deep voice and wanted to help her with her bag and umbrella.
Qingyao ran in quickly. How could he ask a patient to help! Do you want her big woman's old face?
There was a balcony inside. She quickly threw the wet umbrella on the balcony and threw the bag and his wallet on the white sofa. She turned back and helped him push the infusion rod.
Taking care of patients is everyone's responsibility!
Lu Shaoqiu kept looking down at her. She wanted to help. Obviously, she didn't need it, and he didn't stop it.
It should be because she just changed into clean clothes. She wore a simple autumn ginkgo short sleeved coat and white shorts.
He was fascinated by the smell of sunshine, fragrance and good smell.
Help him to the bedside, and Lu Shaoqiu sits on it.
Half lying and half leaning against the head of the bed, Qingyao hurriedly padded a large white pillow behind him.
Lu Shaoqiu lay down comfortably and hooked his lips: "you are very good at taking care of people."
"Take care of the patient!"
Lu Shaoqiu is helpless. She seems to have a deep prejudice against patients.
It seems that if you want to please her, you have to eat carefully in the future. You'd better not go to the hospital.
Her slender waist was right in front of her, and her tentacles were at hand.
Lu Shaoqiu shook her hands several times before he controlled himself not to hold her.
After finishing his waiting, Qingyao retreated to the sofa and sat down.
Under the shorts, two white straight long legs overlapped. Lu Shaoqiu tried not to look, but set her eyes above her neck.
She won't go back.
He wouldn't tell her to go back to bed early.
Holding his hand behind his head, he looked at her with determination. His eyes were very satisfied and his smile was embedded in the corners of his lips for a long time: "how long have you been waiting?"
Qingyao looked at the ceiling and said, "two hours, didn't you say it?"
"... sorry."
In the middle of the night, the ward was very quiet, and his voice became more beautiful. Qingyao said, "forget it, people have fallen down. What else do you need to apologize for this little thing!"
Lu Shaoqiu smiled: "I still want it. Although people fall, I made it myself."
Hearing the teasing in his words, Qingyao said how he could easily let go of the people who spoke ill of him behind his back. Sure enough, he came to retaliate immediately.
Before she could cope with her harsh words, he asked again, "what did you have for dinner?"
Qingyao almost blurted out instant noodles. Fortunately, he woke up immediately and said, "rice."
It seems that she is reluctant to give up money when she says instant noodles. It's too shameless.
"What dish?"
"I forgot."
Lu Shaoqiu was skeptical: "should I not wait foolishly and didn't eat?"
"Who's waiting?! it's only two hours. I'll go and play by myself. Just look at the clock for two hours."
Lu Shaoqiu's eyes were more suspicious.
You can see that the hairs stand upright.
After watching it for a minute, Lu Shaoqiu frowned: "I'll take you to dinner first!"
Seeing that he was about to pull out the needle, Qingyao was surprised and rushed forward several times: "you're not dying?"
"It's not too late to call back after eating." Lu Shaoqiu's tone was indifferent.
Lu Shaoqiu's hand to pull out the needle was caught by her two hands. She was stunned and angry: "you're giving an injection now. You don't drink water. You just pull it out. You think it's OK to play a game and press pause? You're too old. How can you play willfully?"
Lu Shaoqiu was taught by her to laugh and cry: "just now I saw that you still have a vegetable look on your face. At the moment, you are full of gas. Well, I'll take you after you lose the liquid."
"Why don't you believe it? I've really eaten it!"
"Listen to me!" said Lu Shaoqiu. Lu Shaoqiu easily held her wrists from her two small white hands and went to the area in front of her body. Her right arm without infusion went around her armpit and hugged the thin waist she had just dreamed of tightly into her arms.