Slag Gong really smells good after the divorce

Liujin Hospital is a high-end private hospital affiliated to GS Group. Its privacy and security are top-notch, and it has a great reputation abroad. It has only begun to expand the domestic market in recent years.Because of its comfortable environment and strict security system, it is the first choice for wealthy businessmen and celebrities to recuperate and rest.

This place is located in the suburbs of Nuancheng, surrounded by dense trees and quiet environment, basically single wards, Yi Wulan lives in a kitchen for family members to cook.

Yi Wulan woke up much more comfortable, and only after drinking half a bowl of porridge did she remember what she forgot.

Sheng Ling's plane landed at 11 o'clock in the evening. The two of them had contacted before, but Yi Wulan hadn't booked a room yet.

Let Sheng Ling contact him when he arrives.

As a result, he went to the bar to have a drink and went straight to the hospital.

Yi Wulan raised his forehead.

Xue Qiu was peeling apples beside him, and seeing Yi Wulan's expression from the corner of his eye, he asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

Xue Qiu's agent left first to deal with the media, and there were only the two of them in the ward.

Yi Wulan originally asked Xue Qiu to leave as well, but now that he is sober, he doesn't need a vigil.

The two met by chance, at most it was just a cooperative relationship, and it was already troublesome to send him to the hospital, Yi Wulan didn't want to owe too much favor.

The most difficult debt to repay in this world is the debt of favor. If you owe too much debt of favor, it will become a net that binds people.

Xue Qiu gently but resolutely refused: "Now the reporters and fans are squatting outside, and it's not easy for me to go out. Why don't I take care of Designer Yi and accumulate merit."

After speaking, he comforted Yi Wulan: "Don't worry about what you owe me, you just fainted in my shop, and I should be responsible for everything."

"If you really feel sorry, please ask Designer Yi to take care of your body, and use more expensive materials when tailoring my clothes."

Yi Wulan's words are all comprehensive, and Yi Wulan is irrefutable.

Yi Wulan chuckled twice, and stopped persuading her.

Designer Yi never persuades those who do not listen, nor does he persuade those who are firm in their attitudes.

The atmosphere in the ward was very quiet, and Yi Wulan felt that her tinnitus had improved a lot.

He still had a needle for infusion in one hand, raised the other hand and rubbed his forehead to soothe his nerves: "What time is it?"

"12:37," Xue Qiu peeled off the thin apple peel, cut the apple into pieces and put it into hot water: "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Yi Wulan let out a sigh of relief, shook her head, stood up and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table.

He found himself consciously avoiding contact with Sheng Ling.

This is rare, Yi Wulan almost never avoids anything, he has always believed that the best way to solve problems is to face them directly.

But since he woke up from the hospital bed, he instinctively didn't want to hear Sheng Ling's voice, nor did he want to think about Sheng Ling.

When the phone was turned on, countless messages popped up in front of my eyes, and the message reminder sound that came with the phone kept ringing for an instant, and the originally quiet ward was instantly filled with the noise of communication.

Xue Qiu came over with a heated apple, and heard a voice cryptically saying, "Rumours are flying everywhere outside."

Yi Wulan just saw a message asking whether he loves Xiang Jiuming or Xue Qiu.

Yi Wulan: ...

My head hurts.

Xue Qiu handed over the apple and teased: "How does it feel to be forced to be a heartthrob?"

The movie star tried to carve the Yuanyuan apple into a rabbit with a lot of emotion, but the skill was not good enough, and the result...was a little scary.

Designer Yi, who has excellent aesthetics, was a little disgusted, and didn't know what to say for a while.

But at least it's the actor's heart, Yi Wulan won't wantonly waste people's heart.

The soft white hand picked up the apple, and took several bites in a leisurely manner. It was not forced but not joyful.

Xue Qiu leaned against the side of the cabinet, shook his head with a helpless smile, this matter is really easy to do, and it would not be so suitable for anyone to do it.

Xue Qiu didn't force Yi Wulan to finish eating the apples, but said, "I'll pour hot water and go through the relevant hospitalization procedures."

Yi Wulan nodded, took a few bites of the apple and started to process the information, grouping messages into categories, and some close friends focused on replying.

Among them, Xiang Jiuming sent him the most messages, and they were very sincere, mostly concerned about Yi Wulan's body.

The last one was to ask Yi Wulan if he could come to visit his doctor.

Yi Wulan pressed the deleted finger for a moment, and then replied: "No need to visit the doctor, but I can see that Mr. Xiang really wants to sign a contract with me. Can you tell me the reason?"

Mingrui Group is not a small group, and it doesn't make sense for Xiang Jiuming, as a president, to be so considerate to him and a designer.

It doesn't even make sense that the pheromone fragrance program is important.

Xiang Jiuming replied very quickly, and sent it in less than a minute: "It is my mother's wish to sign Designer Yi. If Designer Yi is willing to accept, we can discuss it in detail when we have time."

Yi Wulan raised her eyebrows, looked at the word "mother", thought for a moment, but did not reply.

It's not that he didn't believe Xiang Jiuming's message, Yi Wulan was really hesitant about the pheromone perfume project, whether he should take it or not.

If you are not sure that you have the inspiration and strength to take on this project, it is irresponsible to sign the contract lightly.

Yi Wulan decided to deal with it later. As soon as the phone interface returned to the home page, new news came in.

Letter from: Sheng Ling.

Yi Wulan was about to open it when the door of the ward was opened.

A man dressed in a cold and autumnal outfit stood at the door, his chiseled handsome face was hidden in the shadow behind the door, and the black windbreaker drew a sharp arc as it swung.

A well-known financial magazine once commented that Shengling is like a peerless sharp knife, which can cut through thorns and thorns to fight a bloody way no matter how difficult the situation is.

This sentence from Caijing Magazine is to explain Shengling's style of doing business in the market.

But he was stunned to be turned out by Sheng Ling's girlfriend fans and became a footnote for Sheng Ling's whole being.

In fact, this sentence is not wrong, Yi Wulan looked at the man sitting in front of the hospital bed and thought casually.

Indifferent and powerful, forbidden and gentlemanly.

It's just that it's too sharp, and it's easy to scratch people around. In a sense, Yi Wulan is the closest to Sheng Ling, and sometimes even has a negative distance.

Many people said on the Internet that they really wanted to see how Mr. Sheng looked when he took off his clothes and hugged someone, and how he was emotional.

Yi Wulan watched it all, and can only say that it really makes people greedy and addicted.

Sheng Ling looked at the two water glasses placed on the cabinet, and the apples and tableware that were clearly not Yi Wulan's style, and raised his eyebrows: "Xue Qiu?"

First Xiang Jiuming, then Xue Qiu, within three days, Yi Wulan dunked two hats on him.

The tails of Yi Wulan's eyes were raised, and his face, which was somewhat pale due to hypoglycemia and fainting, became bright for no reason: "Boss Sheng is angry, because of what?"

"Because you can't sit on the ground?"

Sheng Ling laughed angrily. Originally, he didn't intend to ask the teacher for a crime. He couldn't tell where the momentary anger came from when he was sitting by the hospital bed.

Now, Yi Wulan's words provoked some real anger.

The slender and powerful hand directly pinched Yi Wulan's chin: "Yi Wulan, in your eyes, am I a beast?"

"Or you think it's a big deal to faint and go to the hospital."

Yi Wulan's problems with hypoglycemia and irregular eating and rest have existed since a long time ago, and Sheng Ling knew about it.

This time when he came to the hospital, Sheng Ling asked someone to adjust the examination report in advance, and found that it was really hypoglycemia and overthinking, and he passed out and was sent to the hospital.

Yi Wulan was pinched and forced to look at Sheng Ling, her expression didn't change much, but she raised her eyebrows and her voice was as moving as water waves: "It's not a beast, it's a cub?"

Zai Zai is Sheng Ling's nickname, and it always has a different meaning for Yi Wulan to call it out.

Hearing this, Sheng Ling's eyes moved slightly, but Yi Wulan's hand didn't move at all.

Yi Wulan leaned on the hospital bed, and Sheng Ling sat on the edge of the hospital bed and slowly lowered his body, spraying warm breath on Yi Wulan's neck: "Don't have a next time."

When Xue Qiu came in with hot water, he saw this scene, and the actor was stunned for a moment.

Yi Wulan noticed Xue Qiu approaching, pushed Sheng Ling away, lay on the hospital bed and waved at Xue Qiu casually.

Turning his head, he seemed to inadvertently ask Sheng Ling: "Do you have time on the 9th of next month?"

Sheng Ling paused while holding the tissue: "What?"

Yi Wulan turned on the phone and held it up: "The first hot air balloon in China opened around the art city, do you have time?"

There was nothing wrong with Yi Wulan's performance, as if he really wanted to participate after seeing such an event.

Sheng Ling used a paper towel to throw the apple that Yi Wulan gnawed into the trash can, and replied calmly: "Not that day, change the time."

"Why would you want to take a hot air balloon?"

Yi Wulan's eyes widened even more, and his voice drifted away as if recovering from illness: "The key point is the art gallery."

"But since you don't have time, let's take a picture."

Seeing Sheng Ling in the ward, Xue Qiu politely retreated out, only hearing the expressions of Yi Wulan and Yi Wulan at the time of the [-]th of next month before closing the door.

Sheng Ling has a meeting tomorrow morning, and will leave after Yi Wulan falls asleep.

Xue Qiu had a room in the family area inside the hospital. The family room was not as transparent as the single ward, and it was a little stuffy, and he didn't sleep very comfortably.

Xue Qiu woke up in the middle, feeling a little restless, the young man became excited when he had a dream of physical contact, even the always gentle actor was not spared, he turned on his phone and found that it was only three o'clock.

I really can't sleep, so I get up and go for a walk. Unlike the daytime when people come and go, I may meet fans asking for autographs at any time. There are far fewer people in the hospital at the moment.

Randomly strolling to Yi Wulan's ward, only to find that the light was on.

This private hospital gave patients great freedom, Yi Wulan was not seriously ill, and there were no nurses to make ward rounds with the lights on late at night.

Xue Qiu pushed open the door, there was no one on the hospital bed, the window of the room was wide open, and the wind was blowing inside.

Yi Wulan was sitting by the window sill, lighting a cigarette, watching the red light of the cigarette with downcast eyes almost indifferently, the acrid smell of smoke poured into Xue Qiu's nostrils through the wind.

This picture is cold and beautiful, like a movie scene modified by a famous director.

Xue Qiu has never seen a person like Yi Wulan, whether he is careless or indifferent, they are all qualities that can be engraved in people's hearts.

After closing the door casually, Xue Qiu said in a warm and hoarse voice: "The ninth day of next month is..."

Yi Wulan put out the cigarette, and continued: "It's the day when Shu Linqing returns to China."

Yi Wulan didn't want to hide anything in front of Xue Qiu. This young film star can get to where he is today, in addition to his hard work, he also has this amazing talent.

Everything was too obvious, and there should be no clues to hide in front of Yingdi Xue.

Xue Qiu lit a cigarette, he didn't light it like Yi Wulan, but took a puff, and exhaled the coiled smoke ring deeply: "Let's separate."

Yi Wulan did not refute, but turned on the phone and replied to Xiang Jiuming's message: "Go back to Jiangcheng the day after tomorrow, let's talk in detail."

作者有话要说：期末太忙了，桃祝各位新年快乐呀！！！感谢在2019-12-3021:54:13~2020-01-0101:10:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Qiantanle;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: At.8 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!