Song Wei seems to know all the bitter things in her heart.

"This park Min Ho is too much!" Song Zhiheng was so angry that he almost spit on the stars. He patted Luo Xiwei on the shoulder and said to her, "OK, let's not think about it. Since we are the same people, we should think about ourselves. Although love is hard to control, we have no way to control ourselves and stop thinking about the people we like. But at least we can't be decadent or depressed. Otherwise, when one day the people we love change their minds to us, or when we meet better people, we will see our clothes droopy and don't like us? We can't just give up on ourselves. We should always be ready to meet the best person who may come next second with the best state. Are you right? "

"Well!" Luoxiwei nodded. She didn't expect that song Zhiheng was so optimistic and cheerful. It seems that it is not song Zhiheng who is lovelorn at the moment, nor is she comforting song Zhiheng, but it is more like the reverse. Just after Luo Xiwei had digested song Zhiheng's words, a familiar figure suddenly stood at the door of luoxiwei's ward.

The door rang three times. It was obviously the woman standing at the door - Su Xiaoxiao.

"They had a good time talking. May I come in? " Su Xiaoxiao smile Yingying ground, before waiting for the two people inside to reply, she has made up her own mind to enter the room.

"Of course." Besides answering "yes", Luo Xiwei seems to have no choice.

"Oh! Isn't this song Zhiheng, the great male god of Song Dynasty? " Su Xiaoxiao smiles and looks at Luo Xiwei, observing the expression on her face. It seems that Luo Xiwei is very unhappy when she sees her face. Su Xiaoxiao will know that just now she came to luoxiwei's ward and said those words to luoxiwei were all seen through. But Luo Xiwei and song Zhiheng talked so speculatively, which obviously proved this point. However, Su Xiaoxiao was not discouraged. She looked at Song Zhiheng and said to him, "song Nanshen, I don't know if you read this afternoon's microblog."

"Yes." Song Zhiheng said coldly to Su Xiaoxiao.

"Really? Really?" Su Xiaoxiao seemed a little excited, "that Is all that said on Weibo true? You and Cheng Xuehui are so naive today... "

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. I don't have to answer your question. I and Cheng Xuehui how, that is me and Cheng Xuehui things, and no relationship with anyone else. Besides, you are not a journalist, so I think I still don't need to answer your question

"All right." Su Xiaoxiao murmured in an instant, and said to song Zhiheng with some displeasure, "people just regard you as a male God and care about you. Since it's hard to please, forget it. " With that, Su Xiaoxiao put on a very lost look.

"Nurse Su, what are you doing here?" Song Zhiheng asked.

"Oh Su Xiaoxiao realized that he was here to do business. She looked at the hanging bottle even in luoxiwei's hand, and it seemed that the last one was about to be hung up. So she pulled out the needle from Luo Xiwei's hand and said to Luo Xiwei, "well, do you have any discomfort now? If not, you can rest here for half an hour. If there is no discomfort within half an hour, you can leave the hospital and go home

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