When Luo Zhiyao rushed over in a white coat, He Shuyu was leaning on the hospital bed for an infusion.
Years ago, the hospital was quite deserted, but the latter's face was even more deserted than the hospital.
Luo Zhiyao looked around the ward, then looked at the corridor again, but saw no one, and turned back to meet He Shuyu's warning gaze.
She rubbed her nose in a guilty conscience, "Why do you look at me like that? I'm not even worth the call after you call me, so I hurried over to care about you, and you treat me like that?"
Luo Zhiyao's words can be believed that it is time for red rain to fall in the sky.
He Shuyu picked up the packaged preserved egg and lean meat porridge, bit the straw and took a slow sip.
"The New Year's Eve is still on duty?"
The topic was shifted too obviously. Luo Zhiyao followed a cat in his heart, scratched it up and down, and fooled her by saying, "My brother isn't here, why am I going back? Do you want to play with their family?"
Luo Zhiyao was the adopted daughter of the Luo family. When she was in high school, Luo Hanzhou's parents, the husband and wife who adopted her, died in a car accident.
Her status was embarrassing. The Luo family originally planned to send her away, but Luo Hanzhou insisted that she stayed in the Luo family, and the second uncle Luo family was indeed disgusting.
Luo Zhiyao pulled up the chair and sat down beside the bed, all the gossip poured into her face.
"What do I have to say? That's it, come on, come on, tell me what's going on with you? I just inquired with the nurse on duty outside! Huh? A handsome little brother sent you here? Why are your peach blossoms so prosperous recently? Or do you mean this little brother is little brother Bi?"
Luo Zhiyao often teased He Shuyu about the dinner party and things in the resplendent box, but the latter was still like the old nun in the temple, unable to make a sound with one stick.
"What is this little brother and this little brother? Go make a boyfriend when you have nothing to do, and don't stare at me all day long."
He Shuyu had already drank more than half a cup of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, his stomach warmed up, and his spirit recovered a lot.
"You're still not my half-sister? I didn't know which boyfriend I had to report to you, so you hid it? Is the handsome guy so shameless?"
Anyone who saw Luo Zhiyao's appearance on the gossip tree could not associate her with the youngest and most powerful surgeon in Jiangcheng First Hospital.
"What can I have? It's just that I had a stomach problem when I passed by Jiangbin. I happened to be met by him and sent me to the hospital. If there is anything, he is still here now?"
There is some truth to what he said. How many people in Jiangcheng are waiting in line to show hospitality to President He. If such a good opportunity is not seized, the handsome young man is still young and rebellious.
When the cup of preserved egg and lean meat porridge came to an end, He Shuyu pointed to the back of his right hand.
"Come on, Doctor Luo, help me unplug this troublesome thing, and I'm almost lost."
She dislikes sitting in the hospital for transfusions, because it's a waste of time.
But today was an exception.
More than an hour ago, since she said those words, Chi Xiuyuan's whole body was tense and his lips were pursed tightly.
At that time, He Shuyu suspected that he would throw the car keys to himself and then turn around mercilessly.
However, the child was still soft-hearted, ignoring her offending words, and drove her to the hospital with a dark and sullen face along the way.
She didn't want an infusion, but was stared at.
It's not like the hatred between relatives is not steel, but the word trouble.
He Shuyu couldn't tell what she was thinking at the time. She felt guilty and a little funny, so she obediently asked the nurse to puncture herself.
The little friend bought her a cup of hot preserved egg lean meat porridge from nowhere.
It really looks like her little boyfriend.
Still, stubborn.
After buying porridge for her, I have to leave.
It was rare for her to be in a good mood, and she wanted to tease him, saying that she was alone and had nowhere to go.
I thought the child would be in a dilemma, or maybe stay with her after the infusion, and then throw the key to her.
But he was smart, pointing to her bag and insisting that she take out her mobile phone to call a friend.
On the contrary, she always calls forward and hugs when she comes out and goes.
Luo Zhiyao couldn't be fooled by a few people.
Thinking of the child's dark face, He Shuyu bent her lips unconsciously.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp clapping of hands, He Shuyu looked back and saw that the gossip on Luo Zhiyao's face became more intense.
With her restrained expression, the needle on the back of her hand had been pulled out, and Dr. Luo teased, "Who do you want, with a bright face?"
He Shuyu was a little amused. He got off the bed and picked up the coat next to him and put it on. He said slowly, "Suddenly it seems like it would be nice to have a little boyfriend."
Luo Zhiyao: "!"
"Are you really joking? Do you want your sister to give you advice, is it a kid at the dinner party? Why did you suddenly get enlightened? I also think that the handsome guy is good-looking and has a good figure, and more importantly, he is from medicine. Analyzing his skeletal stature, he—"
"Shut up!" He Shuyu threw out two words.
Luo Zhiyao is open-minded when it comes to gossip. The primary criterion for making a boyfriend must be the figure, the abdominal muscles must be perfect, the chest muscles must be hard enough, and the length must be checked, which is simply outrageous.
There are also outrageous truths.
Luo Zhiyao rolled her eyes at her ignorance, and waved her hand to go back to duty.
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you, go back when your stomach doesn't hurt, and don't toss yourself to death in the future. Your hundreds of billions are really cheap for those moths."
She said sarcastic words and walked out, but before she took two steps, she was grabbed by her arm, and her eyes lit up instantly, thinking that He Shuyu was going to learn from her.
She raised her chin and was about to hold it for two minutes, but He Shuyu said, "I'm on duty at the hospital tonight and won't go back? Lend me the car? I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Two question marks floated in Luo Zhiyao's eyes, "Where's your car? Didn't the handsome guy drive you here in your car?"
"Have you even inquired about this?" He Shuyu looked sideways.
Luo Zhiyao tilted her head in a guilty conscience, and honestly took out the car keys from her pocket, and said without giving up: "Is your car driven back by the handsome guy?"
"Good guy, He Shuyu, I underestimated you!"
Silently released a big move, I really understand that it is only lingering when it is broken.
Learning to drive is to sometimes give customers a modern drive.
Generous guests tip enough to pay him a whole day's wages.
Chi Xiuyuan was also afraid that he would not be able to drive a luxury car when he encountered a luxury car for a contemporary drive.
He Shuyu's white Bentley is custom-made, and the price is no less than eight figures.
Chi Xiuyuan didn't dare to drive his car into the dilapidated community, but paid for it to park in a nearby underground parking lot, and then walked back to the community.
He refused to drive back He Shuyu's car at first. After all, he couldn't afford to sell a car at this price even if it was sold lightly.
But He Shuyu's calmness and elegance are not only in shopping malls, but she can devise strategies everywhere.
"It's so late, can I take a taxi back?"
The pale face of the woman who drank some porridge to warm her stomach gradually turned bloody.
Tomorrow... No, it's New Year's Eve.
He waited for nearly 20 minutes on his mobile phone, but did not wait for the Didi driver to take the order.
Facing the woman's slightly smiling eyes, Chi Xiuyuan bit the bullet and said, "I can walk back."
What's the point of driving her car back
He didn't mind other people's eyes, but he was still thinking about the 8 million dresses that he had splashed with red wine.
"The hospital and your home seem to be in opposite directions, can you walk back?"
Mr. He, who is all-powerful in the shopping mall, said lightly.
After a brief silence, it was his stubborn voice, "There are shared electric vehicles."
"Has the last one returned?"
Chi Xiuyuan: "…"
I haven't paid it back, the gift package sent today is still hanging on the car.
Chi Xiuyuan sighed, carrying the gift bag he had just retrieved from the riverside, and took off his shoes and went into the house.
It is also deserted enough tonight, otherwise how can he get the gift bag back
Otherwise, he spent the registration fee and the parking fee, and the New Year's gift bag flew away. What he encountered was not the richest man in Jiangcheng, known as the God of Wealth, but the beast that swallowed gold.
After pressing the heating button of the water dispenser, Chi Xiuyuan leaned on the simple sofa and closed his eyes for a while.
It was late, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.
The intersection tonight was abrupt and unexpected, and I have to return the car tomorrow.
"Knock down."
There was a knock on the door, and Chi Xiuyuan bounced off the sofa and sat up.
"Xiao Chi, I'm your Uncle Ji. I cooked some more dumplings tonight and didn't finish eating them. It just so happened that you came back. Eat some to fill your stomach."
Uncle Ji is Chi Xiuyuan's landlord. He is still in his early fifties, but he is very energetic. He takes care of the overgrown flower beds in the community. He likes to grow roses and roses the most.
Chi Xiuyuan opened the door, "Uncle Ji, why haven't you slept so late? Come in and sit down."
Uncle Ji waved his hand and said, "No, no, you are tired after work. Eat the dumplings early and go to bed. Don't be too tired when you are young."
Uncle Ji lives in the opposite door, never asks him what work needs to be done late at night, nor inquires about his personal affairs, and occasionally brings him some food.
After thanking Uncle Ji, Chi Xiu came into the house with hot dumplings far away, knowing that the dumplings in the bowl were not cooked by him for dinner, but were cooked specially when he heard the news of his return.
Uncle Ji's craftsmanship is very good, and the mouse dumplings made are also beautiful.
Dumplings are fresh and his favorite corn stuffing.
After eating two dumplings, Chi Xiuyuan suddenly saw the car keys on the table.
After taking the key back and forth a few times, he only noticed now that the key ring had a drop-shaped crystal mouse keychain.
The little mouse has ruby eyes, a luxury in the same vein as its owner.
He Shuyu is twenty-five years old, he is a rat.
Chi Xiuyuan bit the dumpling absent-mindedly, and the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
There is a text message, the sender's note is-
Mr. He.
He paused as he bit the dumplings.
He Shuyu not only forced him to drive her car back, but also asked him to save her number on the grounds of returning the car tomorrow.
She grabbed the phone very skillfully, and the nude manicure glowed a honey-like light amber in the bright light of the phone screen.
Chi Xiuyuan pointed the mobile phone at his fingertips, and broke the dumplings unconsciously.
The screen went dark again, then lit up again, it was WeChat.
The new friend's note is: He Shuyu, add me, it's troublesome to send text messages.
After swallowing half of the dumplings in his mouth, Chi Xiuyuan clicked on the text message just now, only four words.
[Mr. He: Are you home yet?]
Chi Xiuyuan hovered his fingertips above the rejection, thought about it, and then clicked Accept.
He didn't send any messages, but found the two most recent consumption records in the bill, and sent screenshots.
[C: Registration fee and parking fee]