First Love and Marriage: Bidong Double-Faced Male God

Sitting in the office, Song Qianyan was hesitating, thinking about all the things she had experienced before, the pain should overwhelm her like a tide.

Together with Ou Jinchuan, she encountered repeated deceptions and injuries. These were like sharp swords, poking holes one after another in her heart, and blood flowed.

She didn't know if her heart could mend well now.

However, the successive accidents in the past few days made her feel that she was going to lose Ou Jinchuan more and more, and this feeling was more bearable than those pains.

She couldn't imagine what would happen to her if Ou Jinchuan died one day.

Will she go crazy?Will you go crazy?Whether she can live with peace of mind.

Facing a difficult choice, Song Qianyan couldn't help biting her lower lip tightly, biting deeper and deeper.

Subconsciously, he kept pressing the signature pen in his hand, and the more he thought about it, the more irritable and headache he became.

She could obviously feel that her heartbeat was slowly accelerating, slowly accelerating, and then she felt that it was difficult for her to breathe. What did she think he should do?
As the old saying goes, a broken mirror is hard to reunite. Even if the broken mirror can be bonded, the crack is still there, and it will never be restored to the way it was before.

Song Qianyan felt very uncomfortable, she stood up from the desk and walked out of the office, walking around in the corridor unconsciously.

Unconsciously came to the door of Ou Jinchuan's ward, and heard Ou Jinchuan's irritated voice coming from inside.

"Wen Yifan, what do you mean by not talking? Why didn't she come? Didn't you tell her that I was very sick?"

"You've been silent since you came in, are you trying to get angry with me?" Ou Jinchuan tried hard to sit up, but it was extremely difficult to sit up because of a broken right hand and bruised left hand.

Seeing this, Wen Yifan hurried to him and wanted to help him.

"Go away," Ou Jinchuan waved away Wen Yifan's extended hand, but he fell heavily on the bed with a "pong" sound.This sound seemed to hit Song Qianyan's heart, and he stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob.

"Jinchuan, how are you?" Wen Yifan wanted to help him sit up.

But I heard Ou Jinchuan's lonely voice.

"Yifan, am I useless? Song Qianyan couldn't chase her back, and now she can't even sit up,"

"I know, but she still doesn't want to forgive me. I did it myself and can't blame her. However, I still hope to get a chance. She doesn't believe that I have only her in my heart for so many years, and I have never had those messy people .”

"Before, my heart was full of hatred and resentment, and I just wanted to get Ou Shi as soon as possible. But since I survived the last plane, I have a clear understanding of what I want in the future. I just want to be with her and have nothing else to ask for.

Song Qianyan looked at Ou Jinchuan through the glass with crystal eyes, and a lonely face on his always high face, which made people feel distressed.

Suddenly, her heart, which had been confused for a long time, calmed down, guiding her forward as if she had found a light.

Since you can't let him go, why not choose to accept him.

Although it is difficult to reunite a broken mirror, this broken mirror has been with me for more than 20 years. Can I abandon it and find a new mirror?

She knew she couldn't.

She couldn't let go of this broken mirror, even if it was broken, she wanted to have it.

After letting go of the depression in his heart, Song Qianyan's heart became much brighter, and even his mental state improved a lot.

Pushing open the door of the ward, Wen Yifan and Ou Jinchuan looked over at the same time, full of astonishment.

Song Qianyan was a little funny. As for the exaggeration, didn't he just come to see it.

But she didn't know that the moment Ou Jinchuan saw her appearing at the door, he felt as if he saw an angel, not an angel in white, but an angel that belonged only to him. He felt that he was enveloped by a burst of light and was very happy.

Before the crystal clearness in his eyes faded away, his peach blossom eyes became insane.

"Qianyan, you're finally here, I knew you wouldn't leave me behind," although his tone was full of arrogance, but the surprise on his face completely revealed his truest thoughts.

Song Qianyan didn't try to expose it, since he has become a habit of being arrogant, let him be!

"Well, let me see how you are doing. The hospital was busy two days ago, so I didn't have time to come here. How do you feel now? Are you still in pain?"

Ou Jinchuan is a typical person who starts a dyeing house as soon as he has a color of three. As a businessman, he knows how to seize every opportunity.

"Shallow words, it hurts, it hurts." The tone of grievance and coquettishness was extremely obvious, which made Wen Yifan next to him tremble, and goose bumps all over his body.

Although Song Qianyan had seen Ou Jinchuan like this before, he still rolled his eyes in a very uncooperative manner.

Seeing that the two of them were very embarrassing, Ou Jinchuan had no choice but to take Song Qianyan, so he stared at Wen Yifan.

Wen Yifan was very aggrieved, he squeezed the persimmon softly, and silently left the room for the two of them, thinking that the two of them should have something special to say.

But if Wen Yifan knew what happened in the room, he would definitely not think so.

Although she forgave him in her heart, Song Qianyan looked at Ou Jinchuan, who was shining brightly with a little sunshine, and still felt that it was better to keep a low profile. Although she felt very happy in her heart, her face was still indifferent.

Slowly walked to the sofa beside the bed and sat down, sat so quietly without opening his mouth, looking at the white quilt on the bed.

I thought Song Qianyan would take a few words of care, but found that she sat there and didn't move, and she didn't intend to speak.

Ou Jinchuan decided to find something for the two of them, looking at the peeled apples on the bedside table, he made up his mind.

"Qianyan, I'm hungry, I want to eat pears."

"On the table, I can take it myself."

"My hand is hurt."

"The right hand is broken, but the left hand is fine."

"But pears need to be peeled."

"Eat without peeling."

"But in a nutshell, I don't like to eat skin."

Seeing Ou Jinchuan and Song Qianyan, who was playing tricks, almost couldn't continue talking, he scanned the room and saw the peeled apples.

"Then eat the apple, it has already been peeled." See how helpless you are.

Seeing the peeled apples put there, Ou Jinchuan felt that it was an eyesore.

I felt uncomfortable when I saw it at first sight, so I really found something for myself.

With his relatively light left hand, he swept the apple into the trash can with his fastest speed.

"The apples are gone, I want pears."

Looking at Ou Jinchuan, whose skin was thicker than the city wall, Song Qianyan completely surrendered, took out the pear that was half a catty in the bag and the knife next to it, and began to sharpen it seriously.

Seeing Song Qianyan finally compromise, Ou Jinchuan's heart blossomed with joy.

Said happily, "Qianyan, be careful not to hurt your hands, I will feel bad."

Song Qianyan, who was carefully peeling the skin, shook his hands, and goosebumps fell all over the ground.

Did Ou Jinchuan hold his head when he was pressed?It's never been so nasty before!

As a result, the relationship between the two of them has always been the same: Ou Jinchuan is weak and keeps complaining and sympathizing, while Song Qianyan keeps fighting and finally surrenders.

This scene has been repeated.

In the next few days, there was a warm drama going on in the ward, and the dog Wen Yifan was abused.

Unsurprisingly, the hospital notified Song Qianyan to become Ou Jinchuan's attending physician, and he was only in charge of Ou Jinchuan.So no matter whether she is on or off work, Song Qianyan almost stays with Ou Jinchuan, continuing her sweet "torture".

For the past two days, she has been accepting Ou Jinchuan's sugar-coated bullets and has surrendered.

But now Ou Jinchuan feels that he is living in the clouds, everything is so unreal.

So much so that he seized the time to squeeze Song Qianyan, and all his food, clothing and supplies passed through Song Qianyan's hands.

Song Qianyan felt like a babysitter, but she had no complaints in her heart.She knew that Ou Jinchuan was too surprised, and it would not be like this after a while.

"Ou Jinchuan, I think you can be discharged from the hospital. I will go through the discharge procedures for you tomorrow."

Ou Jinchuan, who was enjoying Song Qianyan's spoonful feeding, was unhappy when he heard this sentence.

"Why? I think my arm still hurts!" He didn't want to give up such a good treatment. Song Qianyan had to go to work after he was discharged from the hospital, so he definitely wouldn't get tired of being with him like he is now.

"Song Qianyan carefully divided the sumptuous meals in the bowl, and each spoonful fed to him contained vegetables and rice. The meals were carefully prepared and suitable for sick people. They were light and nutritious.

Scooped a spoonful into the bowl and fed it to Ou Jinchuan.

"Aren't you bored in this hospital? Don't you handle work?"

I haven't seen Ou Jinchuan deal with anything in the company for half a month.

"It's not boring. Don't you have me with you? The company has people from the company. If I leave, I won't turn to them. I want them to do anything. They will all open."

With black lines all over Song Qianyan's face, she knew she couldn't beat him.

"However, it's difficult for a hospital like yours. There are still many people who want to be hospitalized and have no beds!"

Song Qianyan tried hard to get him out of the hospital.

"Then the Xingchen Group will fund and build another ward, it will be enough!"

Angrily poking the rice in the bowl with a spoon, Song Qianyan thought silently: local tyrant, local tyrant, prodigal local tyrant.

"But you interrupt my work like this,"

Song Qianyan tried hard to persuade him, but her face collapsed.

"Isn't it your job to take care of me?"

"Yes, but my job is not just to take care of you. I am a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded."

"You should save your husband and me first. I need it urgently. There are so many doctors treating other people."

"Ou Jinchuan, can you listen to me! I'm angry."

After finishing speaking, he put the bowl on the table, walked to the sofa angrily, and turned his head to look out the window.

She didn't want her to be the only one in his life, he should have his own affairs, she didn't want Ou Jinchuan to give up his original affairs just to reassure her or to prove something, then it wouldn't be Ou Jinchuan.

She also knew that a lot of things had happened to the Xingchen Group during this time, and if he didn't go back to take charge of the overall situation, the company would really be in chaos.