At No. 119 Kangdao, Feng Muyan greeted him after entering, "Bo, are there still wontons?"
"Little girl Feng, you haven't been here for a while." The old man smiled cheerfully, "It seems that little girl Feng has chased her sweetheart."
"Not my sweetheart, he is my husband now!"
"Get married so soon? Come on, I'll make you two bowls of wontons tonight, and I'll give you a plate of happy nine squares for a long time."
After seated with Rong Jingcheng, the woman looked at everything she was familiar with and couldn't help sighing: "It's not changed here."
I remember many years ago, the night before Rong Jingcheng went abroad, Feng Muyan was here and ate ten bowls of wontons, trying to replace the sourness in her heart with food.
At that time, he went to her all night under the rain.
When he found her later, he still wanted to tell her: "Feng Muyan, I don't actually hate you."
At this moment, Chaos is on the table.
While eating, Feng Muyan said: "Shenghouhou was hospitalized in a car accident. She shouldn't be my maid of honor. What should I do?"
"Find someone else."
"But I have no other good friends."
Little poor Feng Muyan took a mouthful of wontons and chewed them, with the words unhappy and so sad on her face.
"If I postpone the wedding again, will I be beaten to death by Fu Nuan?"
"The wedding will be delayed for at most one week."
Feng Muyan was so touched, leaning on the man's shoulder, she whispered—
"Rong Jingcheng, thank you for indulging me so much."
…
"What? Are you delaying the wedding for me?" Shenghouhou was dumbfounded when he heard the news.
"Yes, what is our relationship? Without you, my bridesmaid, my wedding would not be complete."
"Mu Yan, I'm sorry, I actually lied to you." Finally, Sheng Huhou chose to tell the truth: "In fact, that Chu Huaibei was the last time I..."
I mentioned to you, the man who had been there all night.
Before I could say this, the door of the ward was pushed open.
Isn't the man who came in the same as Dr. Chu himself!
The woman hung up the phone in a panic.
"Chu... Doctor Chu, it's so late, are you patrolling the room?"
"Call Feng Muyan? You just talked about me, huh?"
Sheng Houhou's eyes flashed a different kind of deep meaning, and then he smiled again: "Yes, I told her, Dr. Chu, you are very good, not only saved my life, but also took care of the patients during this time. ."
"Oh? If you don't tell me, I almost forgot, I saved your life. So... What are you going to do to return me, huh?"
The smile at the corner of Shenghouhou's mouth became a little stiff, "Then...when I pay my salary, I'll give you..."
"Give you something."
"I don't need anything," Chu Huaibei's thin lips curled up like a smile, and he lowered his voice: "I lack a woman."
"you… "
"Doctor Chu, please respect yourself!"
Chu Huaibei chuckled, it was the first time a woman said these two words to him.
"If I don't respect myself."
Shenghouhou:...
"Doctor Chu, I'm Feng Muyan's friend, you are rude to me, I..."
"Just tell her, eh?"
Chu Huaibei smiled evilly, and his slender fingers touched her cheek again, "Are you in love..."
"Do not!"
With a straightforward word, the woman responded sonorously.
In the next second, the warmth on the lips made Shenghouhou lose his breath...
…
On Monday, Feng Muyan received a call from Sheng Houhou, saying that she had gone home to recover from her injuries after she had completed the discharge procedures by herself.
"Isn't it about staying for a while, why..."
"It's okay. The medical bills are so expensive. I'll go home."
Medical expenses
Feng Muyan twisted her eyebrows. Didn't the driver be caught and compensated for more than 100,000 yuan in medical expenses, Sheng Houhou's words were obviously not justified.
Without waiting for Feng Muyan to ask anything more, the other party ended the topic with a rest and let her go to work, and hung up the phone.
In the evening, watching the man coming out of the kitchen with the soup bowl, the little woman grinned.
Compared with the dishes she cooked before, Rong Jingcheng's dishes are simply delicious on earth. It wasn't Feng Muyan's praise, it tasted so good, she swallowed two bowls of rice after a while anyway.
The next morning, they went to the marriage checkup.
Feng Muyan didn't know the steps of the premarital examination, and thought it would be done in a while.
But when she saw that the blood was about to be drawn, she immediately persuaded.
No wonder she has an empty stomach in the morning, and she is now hungry and scared.
Rong Jingcheng glanced contemptuously at his wife who was leaning against his "weeping" wife.
"Feng Muyan, stop."
A blood draw can be the focus, which really convinced her.
"It hurts, you call me~"
The little woman raised her hand from which the blood had been drawn, reluctantly, her stomach was still very hungry, she looked like she was wronged to death.
Rong Jingcheng: "..."