Chapter 172

Qiao Mu plans to leave. He gets up and walks to the door of the ward. When he holds the door handle, he looks back at Qin Baiyu and shakes twice in his hand with the snake fruit: "tomorrow is Ling Mi's birthday party, don't you forget?"

The man opened the drawer for a moment because of Qiao Mu's words. He turned his eyes and said, "well, I'll let Zhuo Han give me a present."

This tone, really cold!

Qiao Mu was surprised to pick next eyebrow, "don't plan to go?"

The habits of these people, their birthdays should be together.

There is no exception.

Qiao Mu slightly puzzled looking at Qin Baiyu, separated from the empty line of sight collision, see his light eyes at himself, a few seconds later suddenly realized, clear sneer, "got it, understand, she was injured, to accompany, right!"

The words fall, Qiao Mu lightly snorted a, open the door to walk.

He stuffed himself with a handful of dog food!

He doesn't have to ask!

In the corridor of the hospital, there was a strong smell of disinfectant. Qiao Mu twisted his long eyebrows and walked to the front exit.

Through the water room on one side of the corridor, he subconsciously looked at the snake fruit in his hand, whirled under his feet, turned and walked in.

……

In the ward, less than a minute after Qiao Mu left, Yan Shiqi dawdled out of the bathroom.

She glanced at the single sofa, not Qiao Mu's figure, relieved.

Looking to the other side, I saw Qin Baiyu on the phone.

The man is sitting in the double sofa under the window, legs overlapping, posture lazy and casual, left elbow supporting the armrest, mobile phone attached to the ear, that pair of sink like eyes are steady on her body.

The window behind him is gradually dark and dim. It seems that there is light rain dripping down. The clear raindrops are hanging on the glass, which makes the room dark and warm.

Because he is not home, but better than home.

Yan Shiqi didn't disturb him. When he came to the door and turned on the ceiling light, he just heard the man say, "buy anything, and send it to Ling's tomorrow."

“……”

"Well, you choose."

With that, the man hung up.

Yan Shiqi is still wearing that long gray skirt with a slight wrinkle. She straightens her waist and goes to the man's side with a shallow smile on her lips. Before she speaks, she hears a teasing.

"Willing to come out?"

A man's deep and slow voice full of playfulness came to his ears. When he was inkstone, he blinked his eyes and looked at him. When he sat down with his hands from behind, he pretended to be calm and said, "what do you say? I just wash my face."

Qin Baiyu didn't see through her weak look. She cast her eyes on her smooth face. As expected, there was a faint light of water. What did he think of? His eyebrows were slightly coagulated. He raised his hand to touch her skin and said, "what do you wash with?"

"The cleanser Dylan left me."

He also touched his movements on his face. Dylan's cleansing cream was not her commonly used brand, but she could wash off the foundation.

The move that she was sent to the hospital was too sudden and there was no time to prepare anything. It's better to let Huanhuan bring her some daily necessities tomorrow.

Or, leave the hospital as soon as possible!

Dylan……

Hearing the name, the man's eyes under the brow crossed the unhappy color.

Shaoqing, he took her fingertips, eyes color seriously looking at her wound, band aid disappeared.

"Wet?"

Inkstone when seven look at him, and looked down at the wound, a face of a straight lie: "no ah!"

Water... Is definitely necessary.

One hand, how to wash your face.

Besides, it's just a small wound. She's not so delicate and expensive.

Don't want the man too worried, so she chose to hide.

The man sighed, got up, folded back to the direction of the bedside table, took out the band aid from the drawer, picked up the medical iodophor and cotton swab on the table, and walked back to her side, with a gentle tone of helplessness, "so disobedient, are you not afraid of wound infection?"

Oh, found out!