Emperor Shao chased his wife crazy

"An, Miss An..." A timid voice came from the other end, not Ke Yuzhi.

An Yu let out a breath, unable to tell whether it was disappointment or relief, she said in a slightly harsh tone, "Who are you? Why are you holding Yuzhi's phone?"

Father Ke has been waiting for Ke Yuzhi to wake up. Even if no one uses his phone bill, he has never stopped paying it. It is not surprising that others can use it to make calls.

"Miss An, it's me, He Congjing..." He Congjing's voice was weak, obviously frightened by her slightly harsh tone.

A delicate and timid face appeared in front of An Yu's eyes, and her frowning brows unfurled: "It's you, why are you holding Yuzhi's cell phone?"

He Congjing said in a low voice: "Suddenly my mobile phone ran out of bills, I couldn't make calls, and I couldn't connect to the Internet. I just wanted to borrow Mr. Ke's mobile phone temporarily. I'm sorry."

"Forget it." An Yu put his hand on his forehead, no one would have thought that such an oolong would happen, "Then did you specifically call to do something?"

"I have wiped Master Ke's body and massaged him as ordered. I have done everything I should do. I would like to ask if there is anything else. If not, can I go back to school? I have to review recently..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. An Yu opened his mouth, and was about to say that he could go, but her eyes fell on her stitched leg. She hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "I'm in the hospital now, can I trouble you to come pick me up?" Shall I go back?"

He Congjing agreed without much hesitation: "Okay."

"Thank you." With a sincere smile on the corner of An Yu's lips, he told him the location, hung up the phone and waited in peace.

Not long after, the figure of He Congjing pushing the wheelchair appeared outside the ward. Seeing the wound on An Yu's calf, he frowned unbearably, with a very regretful expression on his face.

"Miss An..."

"It's all right, it just looks serious." An Yu smiled slightly, turning her eyes to the wheelchair.

"That..." He Congjing's hands froze in the air, his face flushed red, and he didn't even dare to look directly at her.

An Yu smiled helplessly, He Congjing was a nice person, but unfortunately he was too cowardly: "Please push the wheelchair over a bit, I'll do it myself."

He Congjing nodded as if relieved, and pushed the wheelchair to the side of the hospital bed. An Yu supported the wheelchair and got out of bed with difficulty, carefully sat on the wheelchair, and exhaled.

She turned her head to look up at He Congjing, with a sincere expression: "I have to pay the fee, can you please push me to the lobby on the first floor?"

"Okay." He Congjing quickly walked around behind her, held the handle with both hands, and pushed her forward steadily.

An Yu stared ahead and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for delaying your review. I don't know who else I can ask other than you."

"You're being polite." He Congjing hurriedly said, "This is what I'm supposed to do."

The corners of An Yu's lips hooked slightly, and the light and shadow in his eyes floated.

She was right.

He Congjing pushed her down the lobby on the first floor, and was about to go to the payment office when a tall and graceful figure appeared on the other side.

It was Yan Lan.

An Yu's expression sank: "Turn around."

"Ah?" He Congjing looked puzzled, didn't dare to ask any more questions, and turned the wheelchair around according to her instructions.

There was a rush of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground behind her, Yan Lan's malicious face came into view, she looked at He Congjing, then looked down at An Yu: "Sister-in-law, why are you running? Just hide, is it a guilty conscience?"

"What are you doing here?" An Yu looked at her coldly.

"I'm here for a physical examination. I heard from Chen Ye that something happened to my sister-in-law, so I stopped by to see you." Yan Lan smiled, but harbored hatred in her heart.

She had heard that Ke Chenye personally brought An Yu to the hospital, and specially arranged her in the VIP ward. The bright special treatment made her envious.

"Are you so kind?" An Yu's lips curled into a sneer, "I think you hate the press conference, so you came here to see if I'm dead?"

Being exposed, Yan Lan looked embarrassed for a moment, and forced a smile: "Don't try to change the subject."

She bypassed An Yu, pinched He Congjing's jaw to look up and down, and said with great interest, "Where did you find such a pretty face? Does Chen Ye know?"

He Congjing was stunned for a moment, and waved his hands in a panic, unable to utter the words of defense when they came to his lips.

Yan Lan let go of her hand in disgust, and sneered: "You have bad eyesight. Find such a cowardly man with a schoolbag on his back. Compared with Chen Ye, he is far behind. How does it feel to treat fish eyes like pearls?"

He Congjing's expression was gloomy, An Yu saw it in his eyes, and his eyes were slightly cold: "You don't even hang up when you come to see the patient, you really don't draft drafts when you lie."

Yan Lan's complexion changed slightly: "What I want to do is none of your business? I think you have forgotten your identity. You and your immortal father are just servants of my family and have no right to take care of the master's business!"

An Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and Yan Lan's heart trembled slightly as she looked at her cold eyes, she was actually a little terrified.

"Say it again?" An Yu's tone was contemptuous, but his whole body exuded a dangerous aura.

Yan Lan took a step back subconsciously, the annoyance on her face was fleeting, her eyes fell on An Yu's injured leg inadvertently, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she smiled triumphantly: "So what? Hit me if you have the ability! "

An Yu's clenched hands trembled slightly, wishing to tear Yan Lan's face apart, but she couldn't stand up.

He Congjing looked at her with reddened eyes. As a bystander, he couldn't bear what Yan Lan said, let alone An Yu, who was the person involved?Is she afraid that it will be more uncomfortable?

"Am I wrong? Your father is an old man. If my family hadn't taken him in, he, a disabled person with a broken arm, would have starved to death! There would be no you!"

"Look at yourself, are you worthy of robbing Chen Ye from me? Don't tell me you won't be able to stand up after your leg is crippled? Haha, from now on you will be just like your disabled father. You really are not a family. Go into a house."

An Yu stared at her, her angry expression quickly calmed down, she looked at He Congjing casually: "Did you hear that?"

"Huh?" He Congjing looked puzzled.

An Yu wrinkled her nose, looked around as if she was looking for something: "Why does it seem like a dog is barking?"

Yan Lan's triumphant expression froze in an instant, her fingers were gloomy, and she was exasperated: "You say I'm a dog!?"

An Yu blinked, playful and smart: "Did I say something? It's you who can't wait to substitute yourself, what's none of my business?"

"you!"

An Yu's expression turned cold, and his eyes were gloomy: "Let's go."

"Ah, okay." He Congjing quickly pushed the wheelchair, staring at Yan Lan vigilantly until he was out of her sight.

Worried that she would encounter similar things again, He Congjing pushed An Yu to a place not far from the payment office, and went to help her pay the fee himself.

After a while, he turned around and turned back, seeing that he hesitated to speak, his hands were empty, and he was puzzled: "What's the matter, did you encounter any problems?"

He Congjing glanced at her blankly, then shook his head: "No, but the nurse told me that someone has already paid Mr. An's fee."

An Yu opened her eyes wide in surprise, and repeatedly confirmed: "Are you sure it's my dad? Could it be a mistake?"

Besides her, who else is willing to pay such a large sum of money for her father?