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Immediately afterwards, the wheels of the wheelchair were pushed, Su Qingyue raised her head dumbly, and saw Bai Chengyun pushing the wheelchair behind her.

Hey, Bai Chengyun condescended to push a wheelchair for himself.

What about his arrogance of "I can earn 1 million yuan in [-] minute standing here, why waste my time on you"?Su Qingyue vaguely felt that Bai Chengyun's ultimate move might also be released on her.

In the corridor not far from the opposite side, Gu Nansheng seemed to be chasing after him, but was held back by the little nurse to discuss something, Su Qingyue looked away and tried her best to guard against Bai Chengyun: "Mr. Electric, I can go back by myself.

"Bai Chengyun pressed the number of floors on the top floor, and when the elevator door closed, his eyes fell on Su Qingyue's figure in the mirror wall of the elevator, "The medical accident rate of Ren'ai Hospital in the first half of the year was zero.

"Su Qingyue squinted her eyes, and hissed: "Why, are you afraid that I will die suddenly on the way, and the hospital will fail? "Bai Chengyun gave a look of "self-experience".

Su Qingyue resisted the desire to roll her eyes, for the sake of Bai Chengyun being her half-savior, she could hold a boat in the belly of the prime minister, so she endured this wave!When I returned to the ward, it happened that a servant from the Bai family's old house came to deliver an afternoon snack.

The doctor issued a doctor's order, saying that Su Qingyue should eat less and more meals at this stage, and each meal can only eat a little and it must be easy to digest.

With a big wave of his hand, Bai Yuanhai told the kitchen of the old house to prepare food at any time, and would come over to deliver it every two or three hours.

This time I delivered red bean porridge to relieve edema.

Su Qingyue looked at the red beans that occasionally appeared in a bowl of white rice, the round ones were cooked soft and delicious, like little fat people sleeping.

Ouch, Bai Chengyun's nemesis!She originally thought that Bai Chengyun would send her to the ward, but when he really entered the ward, this man seemed to have taken root, sitting by the bed and flipping through her medical records.

Can you understand the doctor's ghostly symbols?Su Qingyue slandered in her heart, but she couldn't say anything clearly.

Before the injury on his face healed, she drove him away openly, which seemed a little bit unrighteous.

Su Qingyue stirred the red beans in the bowl with a spoon, pretending to be sorry and said: "What a coincidence, it's the red bean porridge Boss Bai hates the most, so it's not easy for Boss Bai to eat it together.

"I remember that before the divorce, when Su Qingyue cooked red bean porridge, Bai Chengyun directly threw the pot into the trash can.

He also ordered the servants to clean up all the red beans in the house, not to leave a single one.

However, maybe it's not because I hate Hongdou, but because I hate her?As Su Qingyue thought about it, the movement of the spoon in her hand turned even bigger.

Unexpectedly, his wrist was about to be folded, Bai Chengyun didn't take his eyes off the case book, and said calmly: "The porridge is getting cold.

"Su Qingyue choked up, she really didn't get up in the right way at noon this morning, so that everything that happened later was not opened correctly.

The bowl of porridge in front of him was a little hard to swallow.

Sensing that Su Qingyue stopped what he was doing, Bai Chengyun raised his eyelids from the case study: "Why, do you need to add sugar?" The red bean porridge really needs to be added with some sugar to make it taste better and taste better.

But Su Qingyue didn't think she was such a hypocritical person, she took a mouthful and stuffed it into her mouth, while expressing her objection: "I'm not a rich lady, I can eat whatever I have, I'm not picky.

"Bai Chengyun closed the case and put it on the bedside table beside him, raised one leg and crossed his legs, and changed his upper body into a leisurely posture.

The time has entered mid-October in the footsteps of autumn, and the outdoor sunshine has completely changed from the scorching heat of summer to the golden yellow of harvest season.

The top floor of Ren'ai Hospital is not too high, but you can see the mountains in the western suburbs from the window. The maple trees on a mountain have turned into red leaves, and they look like a big red fireball from a distance.

Bai Chengyun is in the golden autumn sunlight against the background of the big fireball. He is also handsome in white clothes and black pants, and the profile lines are 360 ​​degrees without dead ends.

He idly bent his elbows on the armrest of the chair and rested his forehead with his hands, and said indifferently: "It's really not picky, Miss Su's appetite, whether it was in the past or now, is very good.

"Su Qingyue was eating porridge, and a bean slipped into the trachea without chewing. She coughed instantly, her face flushed from shock, and she still squinted at Bai Chengyun.

Don't think she can't hear it, he's pointing fingers at Sang and scolding Huai.

"Ahem! You..." She really wanted to refute, but this disappointing bean made her cough and bend over.

Under Su Qingyue's angry eyes, Bai Chengyun quickly pulled it up, stepped to the dining table in two steps, lifted Su Qingyue from the chair, and circled her from behind, strangled her chest with his firm forearm, and suddenly strain.

Whoops!My sister's lungs!Su Qingyue pinched her upper and lower arms, coughed twice, tears were about to burst into tears, and hurriedly shouted: "You... want... to murder your ex-wife?" After speaking, she coughed heavily again, and the whole The person leaned forward, his legs were limp.

When Bai Chengyun heard Su Qingyue's words, he relaxed, but the arm lying across her heart was still encircling her, and the other hand moved to her narrow back, the palm shrunk into a hollow, and patted lightly.

One click, one click, Su Qingyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, immediately supported the back of the chair, and slid on the chair.

Bai Chengyun poured her another glass of water and put it in front of her, "It's not a little fairy's design, can you still choke on a porridge?" The shameful title ten minutes ago was brought up again, because a mouthful of porridge almost didn't die young Su Qingyue was furious: "Princess Snow White choked to death eating apples!" Bai Chengyun: "Forget me, I shouldn't have saved Miss Su.

"We should wait for her kindergarten boyfriend in a white coat to continue developing a relationship with her in the name of seeing a doctor.

Su Qingyue choked, and rolled her eyes in her heart, help?I'm going to be so mad at him!There was a smile on her face, brighter than the ray of sunlight that poured into the room, she looked at Bai Chengyun who had turned around, "Thank you, Boss Bai, I've taken up Boss Bai's time, Boss Bai, go slowly.

"Bai Chengyun was going to get a towel for Su Qingyue, but upon hearing her words, he skipped the bathroom and walked directly to the door without looking back, and left the ward.

Su Qingyue always felt that the slightly trembling sound of closing the door had a faint smell of lightning and thunder, but she didn't give herself time to savor it, she buried her head and continued to drink the porridge.

In the exclusive elevator leading to the SVIP floor on the top floor outside the ward.

Jiang Yangfan watched the numbers on the LED screen rise layer by layer, and the fifteen buckets of water in his heart were still swaying up and down. He lost his usual arrogance, and even the braid on the top of his head revealed anxiety.

"Mom, I heard that Qingyue was seriously injured, maybe she is still in a coma.

How about you come back another day? "He said cautiously in an unprecedented filial tone.

Lin Qinghua's black tight-fitting long-sleeved upper body and white nine-point wide-leg pants lower body. She is nearly fifty, and her figure is still in good shape, just like the plump skin on her face.

Her black hair was tied back into a bun, and with her black overcoat and Zhenggonghong lipstick, she looked like a refined woman in her early thirties from a distance.

Hearing her son's suggestion, she keenly grasped the trap in his son's words: "Why am I the only one who will come back another day? What about you?"