Tao Qian went to work today and found that there were more sneaky people at the door of the hospital. He didn't react until he entered the Department and heard the talk of the little nurses around him.
The friend of Mingjing who was admitted to hospital last night turned out to be a Qu Feitai.
He remembered that the star's favorite idol was qufeitai. Fortunately, the girl didn't know.
"The paparazzi at the gate of the hospital have really smart noses and come when they smell. Our hospital has never been so busy. Just now, two reporters in disguise were found in the emergency department, which is more exciting than espionage drama."
"You say Qu Feitai and Mingjing are really in love? It's said on the Internet that they live together."
"Lonely men and women, dry firewood and fire, isn't that normal?"
"Cough..."
When they heard the cough, they immediately shut up and respectfully said, "Dr. Tao."
The man came to his face and said, "gossip is not allowed at work time. It's very busy, isn't it?"
Everyone dispersed and went back to their posts.
Tao Qian shook his head. Rumors are terrible.
Qu Feitai opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. His brain was blank.
The nurse was taking his temperature. When he woke up, his face turned red.
Qu Feitai moved for a moment, and suddenly he took a breath of pain.
"Don't move. You've just had an operation. You have to stay in bed for rest these days." The nurse hurriedly advised.
"Surgery?" Qu Feitai is ignorant.
"Appendicitis surgery, you fainted yesterday. I don't think you remember. It was Mingjing who sent you to the hospital. She was watching you last night." The nurse's eyes showed an excited smile like CP powder.
"She is very kind to you. You two must be together for a hundred years."
"Where is she?" Qu Feitai asked.
"I don't know. I accompanied you all night last night. I didn't see her in the morning. Maybe I went to have breakfast. Don't worry. I can't eat the first day. I can't eat until I'm out of breath."
Qu Feitai's face was ugly to the naked eye.
After the nurse left, yunmo came in and said, "wake up?"
When Qu Feitai saw him, his face smelled even worse.
"I know you don't want to see me. There's no way. You have to look at you in the hospital until you leave the hospital."
Qu Feitai's face is loveless.
His image of painstaking efforts in front of the mirror was destroyed.
What's the male god with eight abdominal muscles? Go to hell. He's a weak and sick child from now on.
Yun Mo looked at his face and was quite funny. The little young master finally had a time to admit defeat.
Seeing his eyes looking out again and again, he smiled and said, "wait for the mirror? Don't wait. She went home. People kept you all night. Seeing that you were all right, she went home to rest. Such a charming little girl, I didn't expect to be very careful to you."
Qu Feitai's eyebrows and eyes drooped down. He didn't see happiness.
"Brother yunmo, am I useless?"
Yunmo pulled a chair and sat down. "You liked to play with guns when you were a child. Your eldest brother didn't follow you, so you walked more than 100 miles to the base to find me and asked me to take you as an apprentice. Do you remember?"
Thinking of the absurd things he did when he was a child, Qu Feitai smiled and pulled the wound. The smile looked ferocious.
"You were only five or six years old at that time. Xiaodouding walked for more than 100 miles. You saw me and said only three words. I could do it, and then fainted. I had never seen a stubborn child like you. At that time, I thought that this child would be able to do great things in the future."
"Don't be angry with your eldest brother. He won't let you follow me. It's also for your own good. When your second brother had an accident, you were too young. Your eldest brother didn't want you to follow your second brother."
Qu Feitai stared at the ceiling: "brother raised me. I have no right to hate him."
"You compete with yourself. Even if you are a star, you have great achievements now. The old man is angry with you and secretly doesn't know how to show off with his old guys. He takes your signature poster and those old men in the weather. After all, who doesn't have a granddaughter who is your fan."
"Miss Spiegel is a very excellent girl. It's normal for you to like it. Don't think so much. If you like it, you can boldly chase it. I don't believe there are other boys better than our young master in the world. She doesn't like you because she has no vision. However, there is an old saying that as long as she has deep Kung Fu, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle. Even if she is Optimus Prime, we can grind her into embroidery Needle. "
Qu Feitai smiled, "brother yunmo, who killed me when I was six?"
The smile on yunmo's face disappeared in an instant. He sat up straight and frowned at Qu Feitai.
"Young master, what are you talking about? Are you confused?"
"Don't lie to me anymore, brother. I remember everything. I often dream of her recently... Tell me who she is? I have the right to know."
Yunmo looked at him deeply: "young master, it's not good for you to know too much."
"Big brother is always so self righteous. If he is really good for me, he shouldn't hide it from me."
Yun Mo sighed, "she's not dead."
Qu Feitai was stunned. The whole person was surrounded by a huge surprise. He couldn't put a channel: "not dead?"
He didn't kill
"Well, it's just an injury. It doesn't endanger your life. I've let the young master hang up for so many years."
"Who is she? Where is she now?"
Yun Mo's eyes flashed slightly: "young master, she's doing well now. Don't disturb her."
Qu Feitai was just ready to breathe a sigh of relief. When he thought of something, his face changed: "no, you lied to me."
Yun Mo looked stiff and said quietly, "what does the young master mean by this?"
Qu Feitai stared at him and said word by word: "green dragon club, ran Bowen."
Yun Mo narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "the young master is joking. Ran Bowen has been dead for more than ten years. Now I mention what he does."
"It doesn't matter if you and brother keep it from me. I'll find out the truth myself."
Who was that man in those years? He will find it.
Everyone wants him to be a fool. Why?
It was a living life.
The cloud ink drops the light of the eyes and gathers the dark clouds at the bottom of the eyes.
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Mingjing came home, took a bath, changed his clothes, had breakfast and began to deal with the phone.
This time, the rumor of her affair with Qu Feitai was more popular than ever before.
The director of the public relations department of Shenzhou group called her personally. Do you want to press the heat and remove the heat search? Huang Chao, the agent of qufeitai, contacted her and wanted to work together in public relations.
"Some things can't be covered. The more you cover the public, the more curious you are. You don't have to deliberately public relations. Just guard against the plot behind Qu Feitai's home."
Everyone has different ideas about public opinion. Freedom of speech is to blame. They are both celebrities and their every move has attracted public attention.
This is the price of fame.
Rumors that three people make a tiger, but if you don't take it to heart, it's just a conversation after dinner.
Those who believe in you naturally believe in you. Those who do not believe in you will not believe even if they break the sky.
But Mingjing underestimated the enthusiasm of these people. After three days of discussion, the heat is still empty.
"Brother qu." Mingchen SA Yazi ran in and looked at the pale boy on the hospital bed. His tears rolled down like beads on a broken line.
"Brother Qu, do you hurt?"
Qu Feitai raised her hand and wiped away her tears: "little crying cat, don't cry, brother doesn't hurt."
Qu Feitai's eyes fell on the bright mirror who came in later. Those dead eyes looked like the dawn of dawn and ushered in a bright future.
"Yesterday... Made you suffer."
Mingjing put the thermos bucket and fruit on the table, came over and asked, "is it vented?"
She asked so casually, but Qu Feitai's face turned red. She wanted to dig a hole in the ground.
Social death scene.
"Eh? Brother Qu, why is your face so red?" Bright dust adds fuel to the fire.
Qu Feitai simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
"Brother Qu, don't sleep. You haven't answered the second sister yet."
"Well, Mingchen, let your brother Qu sleep." The mirror scooped out the soup from the heat preservation bucket, and the aroma floated in the room.
"Gollum..." A strange sound sounded.
Qu Feitai held back his hard work and whispered, "you and Mingchen, can you go out first..."
Mingjing nodded and considerately pulled out Mingchen with an ignorant face.
Qu Feitai looked at the ceiling in despair. God, you can kill me with a thunder.