Chapter 228： : Sweet crit, sick love (two more

Jiang Zhi turned around and said, "All are sick."

Calling her sick, Luo Qinghe chuckled lightly.

After Jiang Zhi went away, he called Zhou Xufang.

Zhou Xufang made it quickly.

"where are you?"

She said: "I am waiting for you at the gate of the emergency department of the hospital."

Jiang Zhi went down to the fifth floor and went directly to the emergency room. Zhou Xufang was waiting for him in the corner outside. Outside the pink sweater was a set of black clothes, inconspicuous, but Jiang Zhi could always find her at a glance.

She saw him and stood up immediately: "Jiangzhi."

When she saw him, she disappeared from her cold and dull expression, and she smiled happily.

Jiang Zhi walked over and asked her, "Have you washed your hands?"

Zhou Xufang shook his head: "Wash what hands?"

"Touched something dirty."

He took her back to the hospital and took her to wash her hands in the bathroom.

Zhou Xufang said as she walked: "I'm wearing gloves." She touched the fetching, refined and cup, which was made of plastic and separated by a sterile bag.

Jiang Zhi didn't care, took her to the door of the women's toilet and pushed her in: "Go and wash your hands." And, instructed, "Wash several times."

"Oh."

Zhou Xufang washed his hands with hand sanitizer four times before coming out, and his hands were all red.

Jiang Zhi wiped her dry with a kerchief. Her hands were cold. He grabbed and kissed twice, smelling a scent of hand sanitizer, lemon.

"When I was outside, I heard Xu Bozhi was calling Luo Qinghe. Does he really like her?" Zhou Xufang was a little curious.

Jiang Zhi frowned: "Didn't you tell you not to listen?"

Zhou Xufang's expression is innocent: "I don't want to listen either." Her honest expression, serious eyes, and sigh, "Hey, but my hearing is so good."

Jiang Zhi was still unhappy, thinking about waiting for him, then call her to listen...

"Cough cough." He coughed twice, his face was reddish, and he put away the flowers calmly, "I don't know if I like it or not, I only know that he wants to get Luo Qinghe."

Zhou Xufang only had a boyfriend of Jiang Zhi. He didn't know the problems between men and women very thoroughly, and he didn't understand very well: "Isn't this a liking?"

Jiang Zhi couldn't define it, and told her the facts: "Xu Bozhi had a girlfriend before and she looked very much like Luo Qinghe."

"and then?"

"The woman has gone crazy and is still receiving treatment in a psychiatric hospital."

Zhou Xufang was surprised: "Why are you crazy?"

Jiang Zhi briefly summarized: "Because Xu Bozhi is also a lunatic." To be precise, it is a pervert.

"..."

Ah, so complicated, so dark! Zhou Xufang thinks Jiang Zhi is the best.

Zhou Xufang is still a little worried: "We have stolen the beam and changed the column. Will Luo Qinghe find out? She may also let people check it again."

Luo Qinghe is suspicious, not easy to fool around.

Jiang Zhi is ready: "It doesn't matter if it is checked, she can buy people, so can I."

At eleven in the morning, the sun was overcast.

Xue Baoyi woke up from the cold, and wore a pair of trousers when he woke up. He was top-heavy and hurt all over his body.

I looked around the room, it was strange.

He found his clothes and mobile phone in the bathroom, soaked in cold water, looked at a pool of water on the ground, took the mobile phone and called Fang Ideal.

The phone cannot be reached.

He made a few consecutive calls, to no avail, and was about to call again. Secretary Xiaozhuang called, in a very anxious tone: "Second Lord, the meeting is about to be held, where are you?" No answer.

Xue Baoyi grabbed a hand of her hair, which was still half wet: "How do I know where I am?" He had a splitting headache, and his mind felt like a mess.

Moreover, he was thirsty, very thirsty.

He poured two glasses of water in a row, then sent the location to Xiaozhuang, ordered him to come and pick it up immediately, and ordered: "Bring clean clothes."

After finishing the order, he hung up and continued to call Fang Ideal, but he still couldn't get through.

Twenty minutes later, Xiaozhuang arrived.

This small hotel is a bit too rudimentary. The second master is delicate and expensive. How could he live in such a place? It's strange.

Xiao Zhuang went on a blind date yesterday, and didn't know what was going on, so he asked, "Second Lord, why are you here?"

Xue Baoyi put on a tie: "How do I know how I am here."

Xiaozhuang: "..." Did it fall to your head? Can't communicate anymore.

Xue Baoyi threw the wet clothes into the trash can: "Has the blind date been yesterday?"

Xiao Zhuang's expression suddenly turned overcast: "It didn't happen." Why did he have to poke others sad.

Xue Baoyi began to gloat: "Why?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Zhuang felt aggrieved: "The woman said I look like a New Year painting doll."

Xue Baoyi glanced at his face: "Don't say it, it's pretty vivid."

Xiao Zhuang with a rich, round and plump face: "..."

"Did Fang Ideal go to the company?" Xue Baoyi went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror to fix her hairstyle. When she scratched her hair, she found a big bag on the back of her head.

how did you make it?

Why didn't he have any impression? His memory last night was intermittent, with only a few fragments. In the fragments were floating houses, Fang Ideal, hotels, and green plastic bags.

Xiaozhuang replied: "No."

Xue Baoyi was walking outside while calling Lin Shang.

"boss."

"Where is Fang Ideal?"

Looking for Fang Ideal again?

Lin Shang returned to his boss and said: "Ideal asked me for leave today, saying that there is something at home."

Xue Baoyi immediately asked: "Did you say what it was?"

"No."

Xue Baoyi didn't ask Fang Ideal again, and his tone became cold: "That woman surnamed Bai, deal with it, I don't want to see her in this circle again in the future."

Actually dared to use medicine on him.

No wonder his uncles always said that women should be guarded, the more beautiful they are, the better.

Lin Shang didn't know what Baili had bought, and he didn't dare to plead rashly: "I understand."

"What about the rumors on the Internet?"

He was referring to Fang's ideals.

"It's already suppressed." There are more beautiful female artists in the company, and there is no special treatment by the boss. Only Fang Ideal is treated as a daughter. Lin Shang thinks that the boss may have moved some other thoughts.

The topic finally turned to Fang Ideal: "Give me the number of Fang Ideal's home."

Lin Shang can confirm that the boss might want to eat Fang Ideal's nest grass.

"Snee!"

"Snee!"

Fang Ideal held the quilt and sneezed twice in a row. Her eyes were red, her complexion was not good, she was haggard and sick. Can you be healthy? The water was so cold last night...

"Snee!"

She sniffed.

Lao Fang came in without knocking at the door: "Girl, someone is calling me to find you."

She dropped her mobile phone in the pool last night, and the card hadn't been refilled. She asked the old party, "Who?

Lao Fang said: "He said he is a colleague of your company."

Fang Ideal guessed it was an agent, and asked Lao Fang to pick up her mobile phone: "Hey." She had a bad cold, and her voice was nasal.

"it's me."

Fang Ideal was confused.

It was Xue Baoyi, and her voice also had a nasal voice: "Have you been to the Floating House yesterday?"

Why ask knowingly! Fang Ideal immediately persuaded: "No!" This answer is completely conditioned, just like waking up this morning, she conditioned reflex and ran away.

Because... I have no face to meet people.

Please stop reminding her!

Xue Baoyi snorted on the phone: "Who is he bluffing? I remember."

I don’t know if it’s because of the high fever. In short, the temperature on her face can boil eggs.

Xue Baoyi was still talking, saying one by one: "You've been here, and you took me to a broken hotel." He was accusing him, "You still soaked me in cold water." However, it was okay for her. Come, otherwise he will be sickened by that woman!

He sniffed, caught a bad cold, and felt uncomfortable: "I've lost half of my life by you!"

Who is it?

Fang Ideal didn't want to talk to him.

Over there, Xue Baoyi touched the back of her head: "Are you still hitting me?"

Of course Fang Ideal didn't admit it: "I didn't!" It seemed to be a few slaps and kicks.

"Then why is there a bag on the back of my head?"

She froze for a moment.

It hit the bathtub, he didn't remember...

That's right, he sucked so many drugs and was unconscious. Unlike her, he just sucked a tiny amount of incense, half-dreaming and half-awake...

"Why don't you speak anymore?"

The heat on Fang Ideal's face disappeared, and his eyes became cold: "Yes, I hit you." Now I want to hit you too.

How can I not remember, how can I...

Xue Baoyi is still complaining: "You just soak me in cold water, you still cruel me, Fang Ideal——"

Fang Ideal couldn't hear a word, and his attitude was indifferent: "I'm sleepy and hung up."