Ye Qingxin completed the formalities and returned to the ward.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was arranged properly, the quilt was well tucked up, the air conditioner was on in the room, and the temperature was suitable.
Ye Qingxin glanced across the ward. It was not a luxury, but it was definitely high-end. It was clean and tidy, spacious and bright, with all the facilities. The air was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant.
But when Jing Boyuan made a phone call, her treatment in the hospital turned upside down.
Ye Qingxin realized once again that power is really a good thing.
How lucky she is to be protected by Jing Boyuan.
Standing in front of the hospital bed in a daze for a while, Ye Qingxin walked into the bathroom, took a clean basin and towel, took some hot water, and brought them out to wipe Zhou Qiaoqiao's face.
There was still blood stains on the corner of her mouth.
As soon as Ye Qingxin came out of the bathroom, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. A group of men, old or young, in suits and ties filed in, followed by the doctor who had arranged Zhou Qiaoqiao's ward before. The leader was Jing Boyuan.
He is tall and has long legs, with a deep and elegant appearance. He is wearing a navy blue suit, white shirt, dark red tie, and crisp and meticulous trousers. He moves calmly and casually.
Against the backdrop of a group of hospital leaders with big bellies and few hairs on their heads, he looks even more imposing and attractive.
Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, looking straight at Jing Boyuan, and a strange feeling crossed her mind. It seemed that something was wrong, but she didn't have time to think about it. A gray-haired middle-aged man in his fifties who was walking behind Jing Boyuan was probably the dean. For such a long time…”
As he said that, the doctor who was walking at the back hastily stepped forward, bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "It's all my fault, please Miss Ye, please don't be as knowledgeable as me."
Ye Qingxin didn't respond, her brows and eyes were calm, she looked straight at Jing Boyuan, not knowing what she was thinking.
After a while, she smiled and said dignifiedly: "I am very satisfied with the ward the doctor arranged for my mother, thank you."
As soon as these words came out, it meant not to talk about what happened before, and it meant not to care about it.
The doctor and the leaders of the hospital breathed a sigh of relief, and their expressions did not look like they were facing the enemy like they did at the beginning.
The head dean wanted to say something more. After all, with his status, the opportunity to meet Jing Boyuan was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He wondered if he could use this opportunity to build some friendship with Jing Boyuan, but Jing Boyuan took the lead in issuing the order to evict guests: "It's so late, everyone, go back and rest."
Disappointment flashed across the old dean's eyes, but he didn't say anything. He smiled respectfully and politely, and said, "If Mr. Jing has any orders, call me directly. I will make arrangements for you properly. Then we won't bother you for now."
Jing Boyuan, who was in his thirties, was tall and tall, calm and calm, like an unshakable giant mountain, making a group of middle-aged men who were much older than him humble like dust.
After hearing the dean's words, Jing Boyuan only nodded his head slightly, his whole body exudes a determined and strategizing aura, and the charming charm emanates from his determined and calm temperament.
No matter what a powerful man does or doesn't do anything, the attractiveness on his body is like innate, attracting the attention of people around him anytime and anywhere.
Before the dean left, he said goodbye to Ye Qingxin very politely.
Ye Qingxin responded politely with a smile, but her gaze kept on Jing Boyuan.
Come out of the ward.
The doctor exaggeratedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Although the dean said on the phone that Ms. Ye was a relative of a great personage, but hearing it was far less shocking than seeing it with his own eyes.
It never occurred to her that the big man the dean was talking about was actually a man who could almost cover the sky with one hand in the business world of the capital.
It's just that Miss Ye doesn't look like a relative of a wealthy and noble family.
He didn't even have the money to live in the VIP ward, so how could he have anything to do with the rich and noble
If there is anything to do with it, Miss Ye looks so beautiful...
The rich and powerful old man and the young and beautiful girl can easily remind people of certain charming images.
"Principal Zheng, do you think that Ms. Ye and Boss Jing are really related? I don't look like a relative, but I have a sense of recognition as a benefactor and a young lover."
The dean gave the doctor a sideways look, and said flatly, "You are the only one who is smart!"
The doctor smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to speak again.
A group of people walked into the special elevator. The dean took out a cigarette case from his trouser pocket, took out a cigarette case, and stuffed it into his mouth. Immediately, someone came over with a lighter. The dean lit a cigarette with that person's hand, took a puff, and said, "Fortunately, that Miss Ye is not a difficult little girl, just like Boss Jing's attitude. If Miss Ye says no, I'm afraid the whole hospital will be in trouble."
Turning to look at the doctor again, "In the future, when you go to work, put your eyes on the bright side, be more polite, put away your dog's eyes and look at people's low face, maybe you don't like the rotten stone, which is wrapped with emeralds. Next time, if you encounter a thorn, you will not be so lucky!"
The doctor bowed his head and said yes again and again.
After a while, the elevator reached the first floor.
The doctor is a young guy, and young people can't hide their words. "However, Mr. Jing's actions are really secretive. He has a little lover and the media doesn't reveal it at all. Like other corporate bosses, whoever has a lover, which one hasn't been exposed by those paparazzi?"
The dean smoked a cigarette and looked at the doctor's eyes as if he was looking at a bumpkin who had never seen the world. "Young man, you have to remember one sentence. No media dares to offend a truly powerful person. Jing Boyuan is not only rich, but also powerful. He didn't get his approval. Not to mention that the little girl is his lover. Even if he is married to the media, the media dare not expose it easily. Haven't you noticed that he has been in business for more than ten years and is famous at home and abroad, but there are almost no private reports about him? There is not even a single photo. It has been announced, and every time he appears in a newspaper, he is printed on the economic section together with the words Pauway Group."
The doctor listened with inexplicable awe.
He just said, Jing Boyuan, the boss of Pauway, has seven words, but anyone who pays a little attention to economic reports knows it.
Almost every month, Pauway Group makes headlines in the economic sector.
The fact that Jing Boyuan has a girlfriend is only spread among the small circles of the upper class, like deans, doctors and the like, who are in the middle and lower classes of society, how do they know Ye Qingxin
Is it the little girlfriend that Jing Boyuan has already admitted to the outside world
Let's talk about Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan.
Everyone left, and the ward became quiet.
Ye Qingxin frowned slightly and scanned Jing Boyuan from top to bottom, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but for a moment she couldn't figure out what was wrong.
She smiled and beckoned him to sit down, then walked to the hospital bed with a basin, cleaned the towel twice, wrung it half dry, and gently wiped the corners of Zhou Qiaoqiao's mouth.
Her expression seemed to be focused on what she was doing, but in fact all her attention was on Jing Boyuan behind her.
She felt him pacing to the edge of the sofa, and then sat down, his gaze kept on her, a little hot, which made her feel uncomfortable.
After helping Zhou Qiaoqiao clean the corners of her mouth, Ye Qingxin wiped her face and hands again.
Take the basin to the bathroom to pour water.
Standing in front of the sink, after pouring water, Ye Qingxin raised her head and saw herself reflected in the mirror.
The girl wore a high ponytail, and after a busy day, a lot of fine hair fell down. She looked a little messy and a little embarrassed. Her white face was unpainted, but her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her nose was full of cherry lips, and her pupils were shining brightly.
A simple white T-shirt and jeans, with a silver metal necklace protruding from her fair and graceful neck, which was given to her by her mother the day before she returned to the capital.
Look around, the one in the mirror is just an ordinary beautiful girl.
She still couldn't understand why Jing Boyuan was so kind to her? From the first acquaintance, he showed her care and care that seemed like nothing.
Is it because she is pretty
But in this society, the most indispensable thing is beautiful women, especially in a bustling city like the capital, how many beautiful women are there for Jing Boyuan's status
What exactly does Jing Boyuan like in her
He is like a towering giant tree growing on the top of a high mountain, standing shoulder to shoulder with the sky, while he himself is a small grass at the foot of the mountain, and he can only look up.
Yu Qingyou said so many things to her, she remembered one sentence very clearly: What is Bo Yuan's identity? Is that what you can imagine? You don't look at your identity or virtue.
When dreaming back in the middle of the night, Ye Qingxin thought about it. The gap between her and Jing Boyuan was so big, not only in age, but also in status, family background and experience. She had to admit that she really liked him.
The little doctor before was arrogant and high-spirited in front of her, but in the blink of an eye, because of the word Jing Boyuan, he bowed down to her and made a fool of her.
It became more and more obvious that the gap between her and Jing Boyuan was like a huge gap.
Ye Qingxin's thoughts began to wander.
Could it be that Jing Boyuan's treatment of himself was just a whim of a rich man's treatment of a young girl? When the heat subsides, she will be abandoned like a shoe
He never seemed to say that he likes her or loves her. When we were together, he just asked calmly if you would like to make a promise with your body. She answered yes, which was simple and direct.
People say that a man gets a woman too easily, and he doesn't cherish it.
She almost ran out with Jing Boyuan several times, but she never expressed any rejection. If it wasn't terminated by external factors, she might have already become his man.
Thinking about it, Ye Qingxin suddenly felt like she was standing on the edge of a cliff, and there was an abyss under her feet, and if she was not careful, she would end up with no bones left. Her heart was beating rumblingly, and waves of panic-like emotions came out from the bottom of her heart, clamoring to drown her completely.
for a long time.
Ye Qingxin suppressed the panic in her heart, splashed a few handfuls of cold water on her face, rubbed her face hard, and smiled self-deprecatingly.
What is she thinking? Jing Boyuan is not that kind of person, he is different from other men.
Probably, what happened tonight had a big impact on her and disturbed her mind.
Looking up again, the angle of the mirror can just reflect the position of the bathroom door, where Jing Boyuan stood leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pockets, his posture was dignified, elegant and casual.
Just now she was upset, she did not notice Jing Boyuan's appearance for a while.
She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked towards Jing Boyuan.
Standing still in front of him, Ye Qingxin looked up at him with her small face, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, peaceful and beautiful, "Why are you standing here?"
Jing Boyuan was much taller than Ye Qingxin. He lowered his head and looked down at the little girl in front of him. The little girl who had just turned 20 had fair and tender skin, so delicate that there was no pore or fine line. I don't know if it was because of being rubbed hard just a few times. The delicate skin was slightly red, adding to her tenderness.
Moved by love, he put his hand on Ye Qingxin's waist and pinched it gently, "Seeing that you haven't come out for so long, come and see what you are doing."
After a pause, he stared straight at Ye Qingxin's pupils and asked, "What were you thinking just now?"
Ye Qingxin drooped her eyebrows, raised her head, smiled, and raised her hand to caress Jing Boyuan's tough cheeks, "I was thinking, why did you choose to be with such an ordinary me when you are so outstanding? Is it because you love me?"
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The second watch is late, the small theater apologizes:
Many years later, one night.
After exercising, Mrs. Jing suddenly remembered that being with someone was too casual, and she became unhappy.
Mr. Jing was puzzled when he saw his little wife, who was still tactful Cheng Huan just now, turn her face and deny her when she put on her trousers.
He reached out and pulled the naked Mrs. Jing into his arms, "What's the matter, baby?"
Mrs. Jing pouted, "You don't love me, I want to break up with you."
Mr. Jing was helpless, and this reminded him of the fact that he didn't say he loved her when he confessed his love.
The rough palm caressed her smooth back, then took her hand and put it to his lips to kiss the back of her hand, and said solemnly: "Xinxin, I love you, can you be my girlfriend?"
Mrs. Jing withdrew her hand abruptly, with a proud and indifferent expression on her face: "No!"
Mr. Jing: "..."
The little cute bun outside the door shouted excitedly: "Yes! Mom, don't promise to be dad's girlfriend. Dad is mine. When I grow up, I will marry dad!"
Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing: "..."