Chapter 72： Strawberry-flavored shower gel (1)

Chapter 72 Strawberry-flavored shower gel (1)

A week later, Jiang Mingyu went through the discharge procedures.

During this period, she also specially visited Miss Chen several times.

Although his mental state is still sluggish, desensitization treatment has been carried out, at least the whole person is awake.

is no longer as muddled as before.

"I asked someone to find a good doctor for you, but it will take some time to come here. You should treat yourself here first, and everything will be fine."

At that time, two girls of similar age were sitting and lying down, looking at each other with a light smile.

They saw the same confusion in each other's eyes, as well as careful expectations for the future.

But the two of them did not say anything, and the communication in their expressions was unusually smooth.

When Tang Jinchuan finally couldn't help but run in to arrest someone, Jiang Mingyu stood up and squeezed Miss Chen's hand,

"I'm leaving, you have a good rest."

"um. Thank you."

But just before Jiang Mingyu was about to go out, the Miss Chen family spoke up again,

"Miss Jiang,"

Jiang Mingyu turned around and saw the **** the bed smiled at him, and said very seriously,

"My name is Chen Ke, nice to meet you."

"Me too, bye!"

this side

During Jiang Mingyu's hospitalization, he wanted everything to be simple, but Tang Jinchuan couldn't resist jumping up and down. He ignored her wishes and used a private jet overnight to deliver a set of top-level monitoring equipment.

made the whole hospital nervous, not knowing how to serve.

In the end, Jiang Mingyu's face turned cold. Tang Jinchuan accepted it as soon as he saw it, saying that he didn't need the hospital to bother, just follow the normal procedure.

But in private, he secretly "instructed" a few words.

Jiang Mingyu didn't tell the truth, and finally compromised.

After all, Tang Jinchuan is also for her, that's why.

But even so, no one told Jiang Mingyu the truth about her condition.

, including the blood clot in her brain, was also not revealed.

When Jiang Mingyu asked casually, he only said that it was caused by being too bumpy and tired.

She didn't ask any further questions, it seemed that she believed it.

It's just that the president is more troubled now, but it's not just her illness, that's all.

Because even if Jiang Mingyu already knew that he and Feng Wanlu were just a paper agreement.

Even if she knew that the two had announced that they wanted to try to date, she was just looking for an excuse to take care of Feng Wanlu's public identity and to avoid being used for a second hype in the future.

But Jiang Mingyu was still reluctant to open up and accept Tang Jinchuan completely.

Tang Jinchuan was anxious to "marry out" his wife, but he didn't. The little secretary seemed to have no intention of "marrying" at all.

But fortunately, she did not refuse his approach.

At that time, deep in the night

After the two talked, Tang Jinchuan swaggered into the ward directly.

The single bed, which was not very spacious, was now abruptly squeezed out two people.

However, Tang Jinchuan seemed to be very satisfied and obsessed with this. After taking a bath and changing into pajamas, he took the little secretary who was wrapped in a faint strawberry smell into his arms.

While kissing her temples, he said with a childlike smile,

"Baby, you smell so good."

“.”

Jiang Mingyu was actually quite speechless.

Recalling the day when Tang Jinchuan held a bottle of something like a baby and held it up in front of him, Jiang Mingyu thought he got some newly developed product.

But who would have thought. It turned out to be a new bottle of baby shower gel.

And it tastes like strawberry.

Jiang Mingyu wanted to refuse, but when the words came to his lips, when he saw Tang Jinchuan's extremely excited face, he swallowed it reluctantly.

But soon, she paid a very "serious" price for her soft heart.

Just like at this moment, the innocent bathrobe strap was torn off by a man who was familiar with it.

After that, I disliked it. I threw it to the ground.

Jiang Mingyu, "."