Chapter 244: Lab and me, choose one

Chapter 244: Laboratory and me, choose one
Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu with a guilty conscience, coughed twice, reached out and patted the bed, and motioned for him to sit, "Why is Ye Ye?"
The man stood tall and straight, making the room seem suffocated invisibly.
Not to mention his dignified aura and slightly cold eyes, anyone who looks at it will understand that he is extremely unhappy now.
Shang Yu ignored her act of slapping the bed, her thin lips pressed tightly, her Adam's apple rolled over his eyes.
The atmosphere stagnated a little, Li Qiao glanced at him, silently lifted the quilt, and planned to go to the ground.
However, the man stepped forward at the right time, walked to the side of the bed and sat down, his rough fingers pinched her chin, his eyes were deep, and his voice was extremely low, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"
Li Qiao blinked, twisted her waist and began to touch her phone under the pillow, her mouth still plausible, "I fell asleep and didn't hear the phone ring..."
After speaking, she rummaged under the pillow.
The phone was not found!
Li Qiao squeezed the pillow, thought for a few seconds, and sighed with blinking eyes: "The phone fell in... the laboratory."
In the afternoon, she had a headache. She vaguely remembered that after answering her father's call, she left her phone on the table.
Later, I went back to the dorm in a daze, as if I forgot to take it.
Li Qiao glanced at Shang Yu secretly and pursed the corner of her mouth, "You called me a lot?"
At this moment, the man looked at her sideways, his deep eyes full of complexity.
His lips gradually straightened and his tone was hoarse, "Laboratory and me, choose one."
Li Qiao raised her eyes suddenly and slammed into the man's thick eyes, without reacting, "What?"
"Choose!" Shang Yu singled out, looking directly at Li Qiao with his dark eyes, the dim light was dark, without any joking.
This is a difficult problem, Li Qiao fell into silence.
She really didn't know what happened today, but judging from Shang Yu's performance after entering the door, this master was afraid...furious.
Li Qiao knew very well that he didn't blame himself for not answering the phone. It should be because she was ill and didn't tell him.
She felt...very wrong.
Li Qiao's chin was pinched again, and she had to look at Shang Yu, trying to save the situation, "Yan Ye, I..."
As a result, before she finished speaking, the man raised his eyebrows and repeated: "Give me the answer."
Li Qiao sighed for a long time, suppressed the extra expression, turned his head and slowly retracted his chin from his fingertips.
This move seemed to explain her choice.
Shang Yu's pupils shrank, and his Adam's apple rolled violently.
Then, Li Qiao stretched out the hair beside her cheeks, and was suddenly stung by a certain light.
He took a closer look and found that the cold gold cufflinks she had given him were worn on the sleeves of his shirt convincingly.
Li Qiao's heart suddenly softened. She glanced at Shang Yu, wiped her face with one hand, and said unhurriedly: "You, I choose you..."
Anyway, from meeting Shang Yu, all her bottom lines and principles will be unconditionally broken for him.
There will always be only one answer to this multiple-choice question.
Xu Li Qiao's answer pleased Shang Yu, his tight handsome face gradually eased the line, and he sighed with his lips pressed.
He didn't say anything, reached out his hand and touched Li Qiao's cheek, then got up and bent over and picked her up from the bed.
"Why?" Li Qiao subconsciously put his arms around his shoulders, and asked the man in a low voice.
Shang Yu hugged her and walked out the door, looking down at her, his voice was deep, "Go home to recover."
She probably didn't know how pale her face was, and even her lips were dry and skinned. He looked very unsightly.
Li Qiao twitched the corners of her mouth on his shoulders, did not speak, and left the dormitory in his arms.
Liuyun behind him closed the door of the knocked-down room. Li Qiao glanced at the shaky code lock hanging on the door panel, and said blankly, "Whoever knocked it out, who will fix it for me."
Won't you knock on the door? Must use kick!
Mochizuki followed them, nodding silently in response, "Okay, Miss Li."
He regretted it. He knew that he should have let Liuyun kick the door.
When he walked out of the dormitory, Li Qiaohu put his face in Shang Yu's arms without saying a word, her small expression was very cold.
As they approached the laboratory building in front, Li Qiao just wanted to talk, and the man had turned his head and ordered Liuyun behind him, "Go get the phone."
"Yes." Liu Yun turned his feet and hurried to the laboratory building.
Li Qiao half leaned on the man's shoulder, showing a pair of deer eyes fixedly looking at him.
I saw that Liuyun walked into the laboratory building grandiosely. Not only was it not stopped by the security guard at the door, but when the other party saw him, he actually bent over politely.
Sure enough, the so-called security guards near the laboratory building were all bodyguards trained by Emperor Yan.
Li Qiao curled her mouth and retracted her gaze, looked up at Shang Yu's angular jaw, and muttered slowly: "It's not enough to take a mobile phone. I still have a lot of things in the laboratory. Let Liuyun take care of it."
Anyway, since she made the choice, she suffers from the consequences.
When the words fell, the man's steps obviously paused, his thin lips were slightly sideways, and he looked down at Li Qiao, his eyes filled with helplessness.
Shang Yu was silent for a long time before pursing his lips and sighing, "I have asked you for three days off. I must recover from the illness before letting you come back and continue working hard."
Li Qiao's heart trembled, and the previous little emotions vanished in an instant.
She regained her senses, couldn't help laughing, and slammed his forehead against his cheek a little annoyed, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"
It turned out that from the beginning, he compromised.
Shang Yu watched her regained cheeks, helpless in his heart, so he could only tighten her, and whispered a warning: "You don't want to come back until your body recovers."
...
That night, Li Qiao was taken back to the Nanyang Mansion by Shang Yu without surprise.
She didn't walk the whole time, hugged and got off the car because she didn't wear shoes.
Back in the living room of the mansion, the man took the cotton and dragged it on the floor, looking back and saying, "Let the doctor come over."
Really take her as a patient.
Li Qiao sat on the sofa with her knees bent, raised her head from the phone screen, and did not refuse.
Throughout the afternoon, she received a lot of news.
There are those of Shang Yu, and there are others.
This time she was still replying to messages one by one.
After a while, Li Qiao locked the screen of her phone, raised her eyes to look at the man sitting down, trying to find a topic to ease the atmosphere, "Yan Ye, the internal meeting of the Big Five in Nanyang, have you participated in it before?"
Before Shang Yu answered, the private doctor of the mansion had already walked into the living room carrying the medicine box.
The other person looks in his early thirties, looks good, and behaves courteously.
He slowly walked to the sofa and nodded to Shang Yu, "Yan Ye."
"Well, let her check." The man tilted his head towards Li Qiao, then got up and walked to a window not far away, and silently lit a cigarette.
Li Qiao looked at his black back, almost blending with the night outside, looking a little depressed.
She pulled the corners of her lips, thinking about how to coax him, but the family doctor started his examination without clearing her mind.
The steps are very simple, there is no common method of western medicine, but... the pulse of Chinese medicine.
After a while, Li Qiao's wrist loosened, and the family doctor had already retracted his hand and stood up.
Then, the other party walked behind Shang Yu and reported sternly: "Yan Ye, this lady should stay up all night for a long time, and lack of sleep has caused both blood and blood loss.
The problem is not too big. I suggest taking qi and blood, and after another half month of cultivation, it should be able to recover. "
Li Qiao: "..."
Recovery?
Cultivate for half a month?
She just lacks sleep, why don't you say six months of cultivation?
　6000 words, Ann.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)