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The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and Su Qingyue walked in three steps at a time, her unpainted makeup was covered with anxiety.

Passing by the crowd, she went straight to Qiao Zhongtian, "Brother Qiao, I may need your help with something."

"What's wrong?" Qiao Zhongtian responded immediately, and when he got up, his eyes fell on Bai Chengyun inadvertently.

Their eyes met, Qiao Zhongtian didn't hide the provocation in his eyes.

Bai Chengyun had a cold face, watching Qiao Zhongtian and Su Qingyue leave the ward again, the porridge in the bowl was immediately unpleasant.

He threw away the spoon, and the low air pressure around him gradually covered the entire ward.

Brother Ye pulled the quilt to cover Xingan's legs.

My sister is weak now, so I can't let my old father freeze his old cold legs.

Jiang Yangfan looked at the strange atmosphere, and the fire of hope was burning again.

He threw himself in front of Bai Chengyun again, "Brother ex-husband, did you see that? That's the person you have to deal with. I think you should stop wasting your energy on me. This person's risk factor is bigger than mine." too much."

He has no other skills, so it's okay to fan the flames.

As long as these two people fight, they will lose both sides, then he will be the only one left holding Qingyue beauty to return home.

Wonderful!

Bai Chengyun completely regarded Jiang Yangfan as air, picked up the pad next to him and started to deal with official business by himself.

Xin Gan looked at the two, and said to Brother Ye: "Brother, do you think Uncle Bai and Uncle Jiang are a good match? Can they form the dumped CP?"

Brother Ye's refusal was capitalized on his strength: No, I don't lock this to CP!
In the stairwell.

Su Qingyue repeated to Qiao Zhongtian the contents of Zhang Juan's phone call.

She frowned seriously, "Brother Qiao, I'm afraid I still have to trouble you, and use your contacts to help me find out the real details of the Queen. I can maintain the basic expenses of the factory, but I am always a little uneasy in my heart. I don’t know if it is the cause of Xingan’s illness, which makes me think too much.”

Qiao Zhongtian wanted to pat Su Qingyue on the shoulder to comfort her.

He raised his hand halfway, thinking that this was not the most suitable time, and put it back without any trace.

He only whispered: "Don't worry, I'll check it for you again. You still have to take care of Xingan, so you can't be distracted. Instead of focusing on two things, you'd better leave the matter to me. Rely on your friends at the right time , not ashamed."

Su Qingyue really had no choice, so she found Qiao Zhongtian.

After all, her connections are definitely far inferior to Qiao Zhongtian's, and indeed, as he said, Xingan is the most important thing now.

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Joe."

After Qiao Zhongtian left, Su Qingyue did not return to the ward immediately, but called Zhang Juan again.

She needs to reconcile the accounts with Zhang Juan, and calculate how long the working capital of the studio can last.

Qiao Zhongtian got off the elevator all the way and went straight to the parking lot to find his Mercedes-Benz SUV. It was rare for Qingyue to speak to him, so he naturally had to take it seriously.

After starting the engine, Qiao Zhongtian shifted gears and was about to step on the accelerator, when a black commercial vehicle passed by like an arrow.

If it wasn't for Qiao Zhongtian's quick reaction and stepping back on the brakes, the collision between the two cars would have been inevitable.

This commercial vehicle is expensive, and which family member in Hucheng is so reckless?

Qiao Zhongtian looked over dissatisfied, and was startled when he saw the people getting off from the car.

Bai Yuanhai?
Appearing in this hospital at this time, judging by his steps, he doesn't seem to be sick, so there is only one possibility.

Qiao Zhongtian looked up at the ward where Xingan was located, did Bai Yuanhai accept Xingan?
That Qingyue and Bai Chengyun...

Qiao Zhongtian clenched the steering wheel tightly with his big hands, and the soft skin made a harsh "creak" sound under his palm.

He must quicken his pace.

Stepping on the accelerator again, Qiao Zhongtian turned his back on Bai Yuanhai and drove towards the outside of the hospital.

Bai Yuanhai hasn't left so fast for a long time.

Butler Liu Yong trotted all the way, followed behind in a hurry and panic, "Master, please slow down! It has just rained this morning, and the ground is still wet, don't slip."

Bai Yuanhai didn't listen to Liu Yong's ramblings.

He pointed at Liu Yongqi and said, "Isn't it slow enough? It's only a little distance from the old house to here. How long do you think you've been driving?"

Liu Yong stretched out his arms to support Bai Yuanhai as he walked quickly, for fear that he would accidentally fall to the ground.

"Master, isn't this the speed limit in the urban area? If the driver wants to drive fast, he can't go too fast, can he?"

"Didn't I tell you to change the way?" Bai Yuanhai stared straight, "With your speed, if one day I get sick and come to the hospital, I won't die on the way?"

Liu Yong was startled, and quickly said: "Master, you can't say these unlucky things."

Besides, if you are really going to get sick, the medical staff in the old house can form a small hospital, so you don't need to come here specially.

But I thought so in my heart, but I didn't dare to say it out of my mouth.

After the old man heard that Xiaogan was really sick in the morning, he didn't finish his unstoppable Tai Chi practice every day, so he asked someone to prepare a car to run to the hospital in his training clothes.

Liu Yong hasn't seen the old man so anxious for many years.

Fortunately, the old man was only worried about Xingan, and didn't bother to blame himself for not reporting Xingan's condition in time.

Otherwise, today, he would have to walk around without food.

The bodyguard chased after him and handed the cane to Liu Yong. Liu Yong glanced at him and waved his hand to signal the bodyguard to step back first.

"How can the master be in the mood to use a cane now? Take it first, and wait until the master enters the ward."

The bodyguard retreated in response, Liu Yongyi raised his head, and within the time he had spoken to the bodyguard, the old man was already in front of the elevator.

Hastily raised his heels, Liu Yong panted while holding on to a heart that was about to fail, "Master, the hospital has already said that there is nothing serious about Xiaogan for the time being, please take it easy?"

"It's not like you didn't see how pale your face was yesterday, so it's nothing serious?" Bai Yuanhai felt extremely regretful when he thought of Xingan's little head hanging powerlessly on Su Qingyue's shoulder.

But he actually thought that Su Qingyue and Xin Gan had joined forces to act in a scene in order to avoid the competition. After all, that eccentric girl never played cards according to routines.

It was he who wronged the child.

With his hips crossed, Bai Yuanhai walked too hastily along the way, and his white practice clothes were soaked with sweat.

He kept shaking his front to vent the heat, glanced at the elevator that hadn't come down, and the anger that had been sinking for two minutes burned up again.

"How does Cheng Yun manage the hospital? How can a hospital elevator be so slow? What about the stairwell? Let's go up the stairs."

This is a man in his seventies and eighties, how can he really let him climb the stairs?

Last time, the small dilapidated building where Su Qingyue lived had only climbed four floors, and all of them waited behind them, all fearing for death, but today this is the top floor!