Chapter 722: Hot Potato

This is true. Although he has known Han Qilu for a short time, he fully understands the charm of Han Qilu's personality. Han Qilu talks about loyalty, there is no doubt about it, but for irrelevant people, especially irrelevant girls, no matter how beautiful the other person is, it is completely an iceberg.
But An Chuxia is different. As long as Han Qilu sees An Chuxia, his eyes are full of stars, like an idiot.
This description may not be accurate, but he really thinks Han Qilu cares about An Chuxia.
An Chuxia sounded very comfortable, but she still said, "Liu Dongyu, what benefit has Han Qilu given you, do you speak nicely for him like this?"
"To be honest, it didn't give me any benefit, but you reminded me. I'll ask him for a benefit when I turn around!"
Liu Dongyu's words made her laugh, and seeing her laugh, Liu Dongyu was relieved. Seeing An Chuxia like this, it shouldn't be a mess.
If something really happened, he, as the leader, would have an inescapable responsibility.
But he believed An Chuxia would not be such an impulsive person.
The taxi driver’s driving skills were so good, he shook the car in front of him and ran to the hospital like flying.
At the same time, Han Qilu came to the door of the ward where Xiang Mankui was.
Sister Chai stood at the door with a complicated expression. The door of the ward was closed and the sound insulation effect was very good, so she didn't have to worry about Xiang Mankui hearing her words.
Seeing Han Qilu in early summer, the expression on her face is even more complicated.
"Sorry, Master Han, I will call you here at this time." Sister Chai said as she raised her watch and took a look: "At this time, school should be over?"
"En." Han Qilu nodded: "Is she emotionally stable?"
Sister Chai don't open her face, with an expression that hates iron and steel: "I can't tell her to see you, but she said that she won't eat if she can't see you. If you shed so much blood, how can you not make up for it?"
Han Qilu knew that Xiang Mankui would definitely want to see him. He didn't show any surprised expression at this time. He said calmly, "Don't worry, I will persuade her to eat."
Sister Chai hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind to say: "When you go in for a while, no matter what she says, please follow her first. Her mood is very unstable, I'm afraid she can't think about it, and..."
Sister Chai couldn't continue, Han Qilu nodded knowingly: "I understand."
A few minutes later, Han Qilu carried a bowl of red jujube and longan soup into the ward.
Xiang Mankui's voice came: "Didn't I say that there is no one but him?!"
Xiang Mankui lay on the bed and looked at the door angrily, but unexpectedly found that the person who came in was not Sister Chai but Han Qilu!
She rubbed her eyes in disbelief. After the person in her sight was Han Qilu, she was convinced that it was Han Qilu.
"I heard that you haven't eaten anything from morning until now." Han Qilu brought the bowl to Xiang Mankui's bed, and sat down on the chair by the bed: "It's fine if you don't cherish your fate. Still alive, don’t let others worry about you."
Xiang Mankui's eyes lit up a little bit. Due to excessive blood loss, her always red lips became bloodless, but she was much more beautiful than before with heavy makeup.
"Does anyone else you mean, including you?" she asked hopefully.
Obviously it's just an ordinary problem. To Han Qilu, it's like a hot potato. It's hard to pick it up or throw it away.
Sister Chai had told him that Xiang Mankui's mood was extremely unstable, and he could not stimulate her at this time.