Chapter 41: Du Lengding 01

Ye Qiao did not accept visits when he was in Icu. Zhou Yanshen could only watch the doctor and nurse rush into the ward, and then looked at her from afar. It was not until the next day that he was transferred to the general ward that he was able to accompany her.
Ye Zhiliang’s family and Ye Qiao’s grandmother came to visit and went back to the hotel. Ye Qiao is still very weak. After a round of visits, he slept in the past. In the middle of the company, he went to the company's top management and went to the crew. Several people came. Zheng Xiwei's high-profile light even caused media to follow the craze. By, one by one to resist.
Zheng Dashao admitted that he was not an outsider. After sending away the media, he quietly returned and held Qianxi: "I can always talk to me. What is Jojo now?"
Qianxi opened his arms, and the eagle caught the chickens and blocked people outside the ward: "Don't, don't go in! The cousin is sleeping, don't yell at her!"
Zheng Xiyi did not show anything, and put his Jingui’s head under her arm: "I will take a look! Make sure not to wake up!" Qianxi simply slammed the door on the ground: "No!"
"You let it go!" "Don't let it!" "Small grandma, do you have a hatred with me..." "I won't let it!"
When Gu Jin held a bunch of lilies and walked out of the elevator, they were hitting them together. When they saw each other, they immediately returned to the shape, and the ash of Zheng Xi’s cuffs made a stinking face: "What are you doing?"
Qianxi smelled a gunpowder smell and shrank in the corner to protect himself. Gu Jinhan raised a good smile: "Look at Jojo." If you ask no one to ask Qianxi, "Is your sister in this ward?"
The man who had been washed by Vanity Fair was a man of temperament. He was not chaotic and unhappy, and Qianxi nodded his head under his gaze: "... um."
Zheng Xizhen was so angry that she was suffering from lung pain. When she saw Gu Jinruo open the door, she slammed her head: "You just stopped me from the momentum! Put someone else into this? You are not saying that your cousin is quietly no one?"
The head of the melon is cold and not a slap in the face, and Qianxi shrinks his head and screams, and he swears: "He is the responsible person, always seeing it..."
At this time, the door is opened from the inside. Zhou Wei was deeply blocked at the door, and Gu Jin, who was about to enter the house, was forced out.
The two men confronted each other at the door, and Zheng Xixi squatted in the corner of the river: No one who went to you! Is this a ghost in the house?
Zhou Yanshen took his hand back to the door and glanced at the side of Qianxi: "Send the guest first."
Qianxi squatted for a second, and Zheng Xixi ran away. Zheng Xi squatted and refused to go. She was forced to pull hard: "Please beg you! Let's go, come back next time!" Zheng Xiyi saw Zhou Xiaoshen's moment and understood everything. He was so embarrassed that he was dragged away by Qianxi. Seeing the sound drifting away, he suddenly screamed in the empty corridor: "If you have a surname, don't let him in!"
In the hallway echoes, Zhou Yan deep hands with arms around, leaning against the door to see Gu Jin.
Gu Jinxi, this posture will not let him in, present the bouquet, and advance and retreat: "Since Jojo is at rest, please help me to convey it, I will come back to see her again."
Zhou Yan did not look at it, and took a handful of hands. The tender bouquet was smashed into a row of seats and rolled to the ground.
Gu Jin frowned: "You..."
"She is allergic to pollen."
Gu Jin felt ridiculously laughing: "She is not allergic to pollen, I will not know?"
Zhou Xiaoshen’s stagnation smile gradually turned into a cold feeling:
Do you know what?
He suddenly made a mistake. He single-handed Gu Jin’s collar and slammed into the chair. Gu Jin took a step by step and slammed it. Stainless steel seats, one meter eight men pressed the lily flowers.
The passing nurse snorted and pushed the car wall to hide. Gu Jin suffers from pain, and long legs sit on the ground and can't avoid it. Zhou Yushen lifts people up and gives them a way to the nurse. The young girl in the white coat just wanted to put it, swallowed her words under his indifferent eyes, and rushed to pass by.
The cart rolled over the ground and slammed. Zhou Yanshen grabbed his collar in an annoying noise: "You know that her pollen is not allergic, do you know she has heart disease?"
Gu Jin’s forehead took out a blood stain and said to his face:
I will bear the responsibility for the accident, the cost of treatment and the mental compensation...

--boom.
The rest of the words, along with others, were kicked into the seat under the seat, Gu Jin face the door and ate a piece of sand on the petals. Zhou Hao squatted down and slammed his two chaires: "I asked if you know?"
Stainless steel gives a crisp echo in the empty hallway.
Gu Jin’s face was gray and silent, and he couldn’t force his lips:
...know.

After experiencing the past, this is the first time he has fought a fist, but all the hatred and the urge to dismantle people seem meaningless. Zhou Yan deep eyes and quiet, the rushing to the throat of the mouth finally turned into a sentence: "Ye Qiao used to see you, she is jealous."
Zhou Yanshen stood up and chilled and coveted: "Don't mention compensation. You don't have this qualification."
The back of the pen is three or two steps, and he returns to the ward.
A thin door slammed in front of Gu Jin. He sat up with the dull pain of the ribs. The assistant just arrived. He was shocked: "What happened, director? Hey, you have to go downstairs first. Look..."
Zhou Yan went to the bedside, and the sound outside the door gradually disappeared.
When the person in the bed was asleep, there was a carefree sweetness. Zhou Wei looked at her slightly twitching eyelashes, and for a long time, she smiled like the rest of her life.
Ye Qiao didn't wake up until noon. In a blink of an eye, I saw Zhou Yushen inserting the flowers from the brokerage firm into the vase. He held the squid like a dagger and provoked Ye Qiao.
Zhou Yanshen heard a soft laugh and turned and said, "Wake up?"
"Yeah." Ye Qiao saw his eyes low and thoughtful, confused, "How is this expression?"
Zhou Yan’s look flashed and said,
Nothing. Hungry?

Ye Qiao’s experience is old:
Can you eat now? The fluid is so unpalatable, it’s not as good as direct infusion.

Zhou Yan squinted and smiled: "When you wake up, you can pick a good meal. Can you have a little patient consciousness?"
"Nothing big, I have been cut open here before." Ye Qiao stretched out the hand of the liquid and crossed the heart, and told him a horror story with ease.
Zhou Yanshen pressed her restless hand: "Is there a spirit?"
"Well... much better."
Zhou Yishen touched her hand and finally recovered her normal body temperature. She kissed her lips: "Yes, it is still very fast."
Qianxi came in with a nurse to change the medicine. He was hitting this scene and shouted with his eyes open: "Ah, ah, no evil!" Ye Qiao buried his face in a white pillow and died. She was so used to it, so it was so shameful that Zhou Weishen was still on the fire and squeezed her red earlobe. She whispered in her ear: "Shy?" She gestured her hand to scratch his claw.
After a few times, Qianxi has been able to completely turn a blind eye to their show's love and deeds, and to eat and drink every day. Because Ye Qiao could only eat fluid at first, Zhou Weishen gave her soup every day. As for the chicken worms in the chicken soup and the corn ribs carrots in the ribs soup, they all entered the bowl of Qianxi. Qianxi’s morale is high every day, and Ye Qiao’s ward is regarded as a unit canteen.
She didn't forget to dig wells in the water. Every day she said in Ye Qiao's ear: "I used to have eyes that I don't know Taishan. I saw people with low eyes. I can't ivate my dog's mouth..." She tried to stop Zhou Weishen. Close to Ye Qiao's decision to make a sweeping word.
Ye Qiao laughed at her and she was not ashamed: "When you feed two dog foods, you will shake his tail?"
That's not! Otherwise, Zheng Dashao came to the hospital every day, how could she always pick Ye Qiao to sleep and bring him in! Qianxi proudly said: "I am very happy to eat this level of dog food every day!"
He also accused: "My dad has a policy of reluctance to pay attention to my sweetness. I don't even give me any money every month. I rely on such an internship salary to live a hard life. It takes half a day to eat meat! My former classmates I said that I have never seen a rich second generation who is worse than me!"
Zhou Xiaoshen packed the cutlery into the room and listened to a tail: "What are you talking about?"
Ye Qiao shook his head and said nothing. Qianxi turned his head, and both hands made the appearance of the ear, gently: "Wang-"
Within a few days, Ye Qiao could finally eat light food, and Qianxi still couldn't move a piece of it. Zhou Yushen would even help her to make a more delicious dish, and found that Ye Qiao often could not help but steal. She is a patient, and she is a good person to be a blessing. No one dares to refute her. She often takes the opportunity to satisfy her appetite. Over time, Zhou Wei was even saved in Qianxi.
Qianxi was so sad that he couldn’t speak too much. Ye Qiao was arrogant and tempered, lying on the bed for a gloomy look.
Zhou Weishen checked the wound on her arm and said, "The burn will stay. Now I have eaten the pigment, don't regret it?"
When Ye Qiao fell to Chiang, the left arm near the flame was burned, and the surrounding skin was still red and swollen. He was reminded by this, and he said, "How do you insist on eating so many years, every day? Do you think that your intestines are green when you eat green oil?"
"I don't think it's delicious. It's not uncomfortable not to eat."
Ye Qiao curious: "You don't think meat is delicious since you were young?"
Zhou Yu was hesitant, and his eyes flashed with an unknown luster. He said the truth: "When you are young, you love to eat, and later you can't."
Ye Qiao doesn't understand how people's preferences for food may suddenly be so different. Zhou Yanshen was eager to end this topic and went to the balcony to answer the phone.
Wu Zi’s phone. He ordered a cigarette and quietly listened to Wu complaining: "What happened? The little girl from the family said that she would come to work in my store and let me take her in. She didn't tell you why she was short of money. What do I mean?"
Zhou Yan took a deep breath and asked: "What time?"
"On the first two days. I heard that the scorpion had an accident, and I have never dared to tell you, oh yes, what happened to the scorpion?"
"pretty good."
"That's good..." Wuzi suddenly thought of something and screamed in amazement. "Yes! I heard the brother of G City two days ago, saying that this little girl seems to be confused with the people on the Tao. It’s not true. You said that she is only a little older, so much money is so urgent, dare to come to work here?

"Know it." Zhou Wei hangs up the phone and quietly smokes the cigarette on the balcony before pushing the door.
Ye Qiao took the medicine and had already slept in the shallowness. The breeze from the balcony door was over, and she slightly fanned the long eyelashes in her dreams. Zhou Xiaoshen sat on the bed and watched for a while. Many of the mixed feelings were quiet and quiet. The first time in his life, he felt that the mistakes made in the past would be blessed.
The long-buried memory floats on my heart, the sly gangsters, the blushing daggers, the squeaking of the spurs of the stimuli when the blade is not in the man's body, and the screams that can't stop the scream...
If he did not worry about the battle and turned the evil body into a broken body, there would be no later events. Although the body is short of the wind, but if it is not for him, there may be a few years of Yangshou. The organ donation agreement will therefore become a piece of waste paper, and it will not save the lives of the people before.
Destiny is enough for him. I thought it was a long-suffering nightmare. At the end of my dream, I had a late welfare.
The eyes sensed the change of light and fascinated. Ye Qiao woke up, using the thick nasal voice when he was sleepy: "Are you finished the call?"
"Yeah." Zhou Yishen should be silent, especially ignorant.
His light was dim, and there was still a look at her expression when she was fascinated. It seems that when I first saw him, I felt that these eyes were so dusty that I could not see the fear in my heart, or sadness, only the loneliness that penetrated the door of life and death.
This man will tell her all the tenderness and enthusiasm, but will not give her the power to dissolve the nightmare.
Ye Qiao’s heart suddenly became very empty, and he needed a hug to fill it up. With one hand, Zhou Yishen bent down and Ye Qiao wrapped around his neck and rubbed it twice on the warm skin of the back neck. He said to his ear: "Just dreamed of you..."
Zhou Yanshen smiled: "What did you dream about?"
Ye Qiaowen said: "I dreamed that I was dead. My soul floated up and looked at you quietly... You sat on the side of my bed, there was only one back, I couldn’t see your expression, I just wanted to work hard. Blinking. The result is awake."
"What a messy dream." Zhou Yan deep eyebrows gathered.
Ye Qiao is crossing his face, reaching his nose, sharing the cold temperature of each other's nose, and whispering: "Are you afraid?"
The author has something to say: Consulted with the friend about the next scum guide, probably let him lose his name and ruin his wife and ion. But I thought about it carefully, these are too high-end, and our deep brothers are pure and simple, directly on the fists (·w·)