Chapter 166: How come here

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Before the opening ceremony had officially ended, Jiang Yao and Huang Wenjing and Principal Wen first left the school's auditorium. Huang Chengjing came today in addition to thanking him, but also meant to bring Jiang Yao to the hospital.
"My father's condition has stabilized in the past two days. He is in good spirits this morning, so he wants to meet you and thank you in person." Huang Cheng was afraid that Jiang Yao would be afraid of a little girl, and he quickly explained, "My father Very good, so you don’t need to be nervous, and President Wen will go with you."
"Okay." Jiang Yao thought about it and agreed, and directed Huang Cheng to help her just now. Jiang Yao was willing to go to the hospital.
Zhang Xiqing lost her face at school today, and even with the Zhang family, she also helped Wen Xuehui of the last life to be a little angry.
Huang Cheng didn't drive by himself, the driver waited outside, and Jiang Yao went to the hospital in the car of President Wen.
Halfway along, I was probably worried that Jiang Yao would be nervous, so Principal Wen said a lot about the chairman of the Hairun Group along the way.
The three met at the entrance of the hospital and got out of the car. Jiang Yao followed the headmaster Wen and Huang Chengjing into the inpatient department. Even Jiang Yao didn't think that when he entered the inpatient department, he would see A familiar figure came down the stairs of the inpatient department, walking hurriedly, not squinting, and seemed anxious to prepare to leave the inpatient department.
"Lu Xingzhi!" Jiang Yao shouted to the man from afar, excited, and directly forgotten the headmaster Wen and Huang Cheng, regardless of whether Lu Xingzhi had seen her there, she rushed towards the people quickly Going, a brain fell into Lu Xingzhi's arms, completely did not consider whether Lu Xingzhi could protect her brave collision.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Yao hugged the waist of the landing line with excitement. She looked at herself a little ignorantly at the landing line. She smiled nonstop at the landing line. "Hurry, why are you here?"
When I saw Lu Xingzhi's figure just now, Jiang Yao thought that he had hallucinations. When I took a closer look, his figure and steps clearly showed that he should have stopped in the army.
Lu Xingzhi arrived by plane all night and arrived at the hospital without stopping in Nanjiang City. At this time, he was just about to leave to go to Jiangyao’s school to find Jiangyao and prepare to surprise her. Unexpectedly, he saw Jiang in the hospital. Yao.
Looking at Jiang Yao's small head, he leaned on his chest, and his eyes looked at her brightly, and there was only one emotion in it, that was rejoicing, Lu Xingzhi's mood of a dark night, and finally turned away from the clouds to see the dawn.
"I'm here to do things." Lu Xingzhi explained. "A mother of a comrade is hospitalized. I'm responsible for appeasing his emotions. What about you?"
Lu Xingzhi quickly reached out to explore Jiang Yao's forehead while talking, thinking she was sick.
After listening to Lu Xingzhi's question, Jiang Yao made a sigh, thinking of the person who was forgotten by his own back. When he looked back, he saw that President Wen and Huang Chengjing were looking towards themselves.
"I came to the hospital with the principal to visit the chairman of the Hairun Group." Jiang Yao then quickly withdrew from Lu Xingzhi's arms, and secretly spurned himself. When I saw Lu Xingzhi, I couldn't hold anything.
"Jiang Yao, is this your husband?" Principal Wen first responded, looking at the vigorous soldier in the military uniform standing in the headmaster Wen Wen thought of the identity of Jiang Yao's husband.
"Yes, President Wen, General Manager Huang, this is my husband Lu Xingzhi, he is a soldier." Jiang Yao introduced her with a touch of the tip of her nose a little embarrassedly. After all, she suddenly rushed to hug like a little madman just now Lu Xingzhi, that picture, in retrospect, somewhat...
Well, some are not reserved.