This let Yan Xiaoshu, also can't help but start to look forward to, Ming Yaohui and evening elder sister they, that eight words have not a single cooperation.
Yan Xiaoshu got into the car. The bright black and steady Rolls Royce drove out of the hospital, cut through the night and headed straight for the airport.
……
The night was very dark, and most of the patients and their families in the inpatient department had gone to sleep.
It's the same with Mingkun and Mrs. Ming.
As a result of sleeping in the daytime, Mingkun's sleepiness is very shallow.
After taking the medicine, he went to sleep for a while. However, he also had a dream.
This time, it's different from the dream in the daytime.
During the day, he can feel that there are many people around him, full of familiar breath. He also knows that he is with his friends, but he can't see the appearance and face of those people clearly.
This time, there are no other people in Mingkun's dream, just him and Yan Xiaoshu. That silly, and particularly stubborn, has been guarding the woman beside his bed.
The dream of her, can be more flexible than the reality, the relationship between the two people, but also much more harmonious than the reality.
She was smiling at herself in a soft voice that almost dazed him.
She held out her hand to him to follow, and he held out his hand to hold her.
However, just as he stretched his arm forward and was about to touch her wrist, the person in front of him disappeared.
What's going on?
Where did she go?
At the bottom of Mingkun's heart, he could not help but emerge an inexplicable restlessness.
He was in the same place and turned several times, but he couldn't see Yan Xiaoshu.
So big space, suddenly become open up, this dream also from the beginning of the beautiful, become suffering.
"Where have you been? Come back! Come back
Mingkun is shouting this sentence, struggling to wake up from the bed.
According to Ming Yaohui's orders, assistant Wen will take the place of Yan Xiaoshu in Mingkun's ward this evening.
Hearing the movement of Mingkun, the assistant came out of the escort room and came to Mingkun's bedside.
"Master Ming, what's wrong with you? Shall I call a doctor for you
Mingkun opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He gasped heavily on his mouth. It took him a long time to react. It was just a dream.
"No, I just had a dream."
Mingkun waved his hand, which meant that he didn't have to call a doctor.
But the hand has not been fully recovered, Mingkun realized a serious problem.
"Why are you? What about her? Haven't you come back yet? "
Three questions in a row made assistant Wen unable to answer.
Why is he?
Mr. Ming arranged for him to come here!
What about her?
Who is "she"? Besides, he doesn't know where this "she" has gone.
And then there's, "not back yet?"
Who hasn't come back, the "she" in front?
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When you think about it, assistant Wen seems to understand who master Ming is asking.
"Miss Yan has something to do tonight, so she told me to come here."
Smell assistant said, people have come forward, help Mingkun Yeqi was angle.
"You'd better go to bed quickly. It's late. I'll be in the room with Hu. If there's anything, you can call me directly."
Obviously, Mingkun is not such a good talker.
I heard that the assistant managed to get around the topic of Yan Xiaoshu, but I didn't expect that young master Ming would ignore all the contents he said and immediately throw out new problems.
"What's the matter? What's the matter, where have you been, and when will you be back? "