Chapter 16

Before thinking about getting on or not getting on the bus, Xu Qiao first "didn't see, didn't know, looked at the air and jumped" and took a look at the raised partition between the driver's seat and the co driver.

When a girl gets into a strange man's car for the first time, she should be on the alert - the distant nonsense suddenly rings in her ear like a replay, with 360 degree three-dimensional surround and ironic echo.

Xu Qiao is now reasonably suspicious that what he said at the beginning really means is that he should be on guard when he is first boarded by a strange girl in his car?

She pointed at the insulting metal partition with her index finger and said, "does Xiao Cheng always have delusion of being killed? Do you think that women all over the world are salivating for you and want to do something?"

Cheng Lang glances into the car. Before he explains, he is stopped by her "stop" gesture.

"You have to pay for the atrocities of your employees, don't you?" Xu Qiaopi said with a smile, "OK, it's not safe to walk alone at night, so let's go alone."

Cheng Lang's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he took a look at the high-rise building in the distant cloud and haze: "it's at least one kilometer from here to the hotel. Now the temperature is less than 10 degrees, and it may rain in 15 minutes."

"Then don't go."

Xu Qiao shrugged and turned to leave. Step out a few steps, suddenly a heavy shoulder, covered with a suit.

"Dress before you go." Cheng Lang came forward to see her stop, and naturally compared a "please" gesture.

Xu Qiao looks at him sideways and refreshes his cognition of the man's endurance.

When she first went out with Cheng ye, she never stopped her temper at all. Even because he was full of brains and always wanted to coax her to "sleep", she worked harder and harder. No, the young master insisted for a week, and finally ran away.

Now it seems that this elder brother's pressure resistance ability is very strong. He is a big president with more than ten figures in his family. He doesn't drive a luxury car at hand, and he will walk with her when he says to walk with her in cold weather.

Originally, Xu Qiao just casually said that she wanted to use an excuse to kill him, but now she was serious and worked hard. She really went towards the hotel.

Cheng Lang slows down and walks behind her.

They were speechless all the way. At first, one didn't want to talk to the other. In the second half of the journey, a few drops of drizzle fell in the sky. Xu Qiao was panting on her way. The feeling of abdominal pain during menstruation became more and more intense. Even if she wanted to speak, she didn't have the strength.

When she gets to Audrey's downstairs, she throws her suit to Cheng Lang without saying a word, expressing her intention of going their separate ways.

Cheng Lang noticed her pale face and frowned: "uncomfortable?"

"No!" Unable to speak more, she turned impatiently and walked into the lobby.

Cheng Lang follows up again.

"Are you finished?" She held her hand to her waist and gasped.

Cheng Lang said, "I just want to go up and get my suit back."

“……”

With the expression of "I'm still thinking about your old suit at this time, you're stingy, you're awesome", Xu Qiao nodded. He followed the elevator, went to the 21st floor suite, opened the door and stormed into the room, picked up the suit on the back of the chair and smashed it at the people waiting outside.

Cheng Lang took the suit, eyes on the door, room number down, a word for her to close the door.

"Pa Ta" a sound, such a big house into silence.

The interior of the room full of cool colors is particularly cold at the moment.

Is that the suit he can't wait to send her back? Xu Qiao angrily kicks off her high-heeled shoes. She can't even remove her make-up. She slumps into the sofa and takes out her mobile phone with her last spirit to blacken Cheng Lang's mobile phone number.

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it wasn't long before she fell asleep because she was tired for days and tossed back and forth tonight, but she always felt the rhythm of dull pain in her scalp and lower abdomen, and felt tight and painful by pulling, and her sleep could only stay in the shallow layer.

So when the doorbell rang, Xu Qiao woke up quickly.

The first thought I wake up is: I don't know who will knock on the door except the hotel waiter.

The doorbell didn't ring in a hurry, but it was a bit stubborn. It rang every three seconds.

Xu Qiao vaguely felt that this style was a bit like who. Her mind was confused and she couldn't remember for a moment. She dragged her body like a thousand pounds to look into the door mirror and saw a waitress standing outside the door.

Sure enough, no one would care about her except the waiter.

And these eager waiters are just running for tips.

The world is so cold to her.

Xu Qiao shakes her head and opens the door. She is about to ask questions when she sees the waitress move aside. Instead, Cheng Lang, who was standing in the blind corner of the door mirror, walks away.

“……” Xu Qiao was scared to death. This cunning dog man secretly recorded her room number, but also to prevent being rejected by her, taking the waiter as a shield?

"What are you doing here again?" She asked crossly.

"You don't want to go to the hospital. Ask the doctor to show you." Cheng Lang said and gave a look back.A young man in a white shirt, black trousers and a medical box came forward: "you..." The man was stunned when he raised his eyes, just like Li nianda when he saw Xu Qiao. "Hello, I'm the new personal doctor of general manager Xiao Cheng. My name is song."

Xu Qiao can't be distracted to pay attention to doctor song's strange, and is shocked by the battle in front of her.

"Is it convenient to come in?" Cheng Lang asked.

"Inconvenient!" Xu Qiao choked him, "if you ask for a doctor, just ask for a doctor. What do you want to do with him?"

Cheng Lang blinked twice: "before in the hospital, you said you need to be accompanied by acquaintances."

"Are you my acquaintance?"

Cheng Lang choked and nodded with restraint. Before she closed the door, she raised her hand and said, "I'm not familiar with you, but your body belongs to you. Do you want to see a doctor? If your hair follicles are seriously damaged, your scalp won't grow new hair."

“……” Xu Qiao was obviously frightened, the next door is not closed, a cover scalp, "true or false? You are This is alarmist talk! "

Cheng Lang gives song Mian a look.

Song Mian nodded: "Xiao Cheng is always right."

Xu Qiao's eyes were dark for a moment, and she felt that the ceiling was going to collapse.

"Is it convenient to come in now?" Cheng Lang asked again.

Xu Qiao's mouth didn't let go. Her body was dominated by the fear of baldness, and she made way consciously.

Cheng Lang made a gesture to song Mian: "doctor song, please." He raised his chin at the waitress.

The waiter pushed the door to the maximum and stood respectfully by the door.

“……” How could this be a bit like the private meeting between men and women in ancient times, and let the servant girl keep the door to avoid gossip?

But at the moment, Xu Qiao doesn't care to explore whether Cheng Lang's action is because she doesn't want to fall into an affair with her, or for her reputation or safety.

She's full of - she's a young girl who's going bald!

Song Mian asked her to sit on the sofa, then opened the medical box, put on the rubber gloves, picked up the medical flashlight, and came to check her scalp.

Like a wilted cabbage, she grabbed the carpet on the sofa and asked in a small voice, weeping and tearful Doctor, can my hair still grow out? "

Song Mian pushed aside her long hair and said: "there are some slight injuries. The hair follicle is good. It's not in the way. I'll give you the medicine now. After that, twice a day. You can come by yourself. If it's not convenient, you can ask someone to help you."

"But now my scalp is still very painful," Xu Qiao did not dare to harden her mouth. "Is this a normal phenomenon?"

"It's normal. There may be persistent tingling in the past two days. It won't be a big problem in about three to five days. However, we should continue to pay attention to taboos, eat less spicy, raw and cold food, and review it once a week."

Xu Qiao was relieved and patted her chest like a life.

Song Mian finished applying the medicine to her and looked at her not so bloody lips: "is there any other discomfort?"

"No more."

Cheng Lang, who has been standing far away, has an expression of "don't listen to this girl's nonsense": "her face is not normal after strenuous exercise tonight."

“……” This is a groundless statement about the car.

"It may be caused by body deficiency. It is suggested to take a rest and have regular meals recently. If you have time, you'd better go to the hospital for a general examination." Song Mian said.

Cheng Lang looked at his watch and thought about the proposal very efficiently: "now go to the emergency department..."

"I'm not going to the hospital!" Xu Qiao headache ground stops him, "I am dysmenorrhea! Dysmenorrhea, understand? Do you look good when you have dysmenorrhea? "

“……” I don't know if it hurts. Isn't it embarrassing?

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward.

Xu Qiao also realized that her words were too blunt and too fast. For a moment, she was a little stiff.

Cheng Lang is silent for a moment, and uncovers this page as if nothing happened: "then doctor song and I will go back first, and you will have a rest early."

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after leaving the suite, Cheng Lang arranges for the driver to send song Mian back, and he also goes to Bentley, which is waiting on the porch of the hotel.

Gao Rui had been waiting for the co driver. When he got on the bus, he asked him, "Mr. Cheng, what do you want to do with Li nianda?"

"The victim is not me. Let her do whatever she likes."

Gao Rui reacted for a while before he realized that "she" meant Xu Qiao: "what about Miss Xu?"

"I didn't ask." Cheng Lang kneaded his eyebrows and said, "a small powder keg will explode at a little bit. You will negotiate with her tomorrow."

Gao Rui saw Cheng Lang for the first time to refuse to communicate with others. He was so curious that he couldn't swallow the hot pepper. He didn't dare to answer the question. When he turned on the back lights, he seemed to want to find a financial newspaper to relieve his depression. He explained, "ah, I changed the car just now. There's no new magazine here."

Cheng Lang left Xu Qiao's room, but he was absent-minded. At this moment, he found that he wasn't sitting in Zeppelin: "what's the change for?""Zeppelin took it for cleaning and maintenance. The back seat was a little dirty and stained with blood from nowhere. Oh, yes, you haven't been hurt recently, have you? "

Cheng Lang shakes his head, shakes to the half, suddenly stops: "bloodstain?"

"It's like blood, or it could be red."

"Where?"

Gory pointed to the corner of the back seat: "it's about here."

Cheng Lang's eyebrows are twisted into a Sichuan character, and fragmentary pictures appear in his mind one by one, like the gate being opened: when Xu Qiao sits in the back seat of Zeppelin, she shrinks in the corner; when she gets off the car, she staggers forward, and breathes in pain; and just now, the sonorous and powerful sentence "can you look good when you have dysmenorrhea?".

It seems to understand what happened. Cheng Lang rubbed his temple and let out a breath.