Chapter 708: : Looking back, looking towards the 17th floor

Li Nanfang admired Bai Linger's fearless attitude of an ignorant person.
But if you appreciate it, you should scold it.
"The omnipotent white police officer, if you think you are better than me, just go and provoke him. I promise not to let you fart. You will only cry three times when you collect your body. Why don't you Obedient, if you don't die, who will die?"
"Damn, he is really as scary as you said? Okay, I remember, and I'll listen to you. In the future, as long as I meet a man surnamed Yang, I will retreat to grandma after hearing the wind."
After hearing that Li Nanfang was really angry, Bai Linger didn't dare to stern.
But he didn't worry about it, and soon turned the subject off and asked him to go to a certain ward to find her.
"Wait, I have something else to do. Half an hour at most."
Li Nanfang came to Feng Yunting, otherwise he would not hit the flying female trapeze.
Fortunately, there was nothing serious about her, and Li Nanfang was relieved a lot.
As long as no one is dead, nothing else is a problem.
What should be done, we have to do it.
Encountered this incident halfway, and after another chat with Lao Liang and others, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and I was so hungry.
However, thinking that Feng Dashao was still "waiting" for himself in the intensive care unit, Li Nanfang could only calm his stomach, turned to the outpatient building, and walked to the inpatient building behind.
As soon as he walked out of the corridor connecting the two buildings, Li Nanfang saw a black and bright dash slowly parked in the parking space in front of the inpatient building.
Li Nanfang, who was about to push the door out, sighed slightly when he saw the city girl who got off the car, turned and walked to the window, leaned on it, and looked outside coldly.
Besides his aunt Yue Zitong, what other girl can make Li Nanfang's calm mind suddenly chaotic?
The corridor is not far from Yue Zitong's parking space, which is more than 20 meters.
Therefore, he can clearly see that Yue Zitong's complexion is very good, even if he is wearing big sunglasses, his actions when getting out of the car and closing the door are "healthy and powerful."
She also glanced towards the corridor.
However, the glass was a little reflective, and she was wearing sunglasses, so she did not see Li Nanfang behind the window.
After closing the car door, Yue Zitong held a bunch of flowers in his left hand, and walked up the steps with graceful steps.
It is still a black windbreaker, but inside it is a white professional skirt. The black silk legs in high-waist riding boots are visible and seductive under the black windbreaker.
Why did she come to the inpatient department of the central hospital?
Still holding flowers.
Of course it was to visit Feng Yunting.
"In the morning, you kept saying that you had nothing to do with Feng Dashao. In the end, you came to see him with flowers in your hand. Yue Zitong, your face has changed too quickly. It's a real loss that I almost believe those words you said. , I’m ready to ask someone to ask clearly. After all, which of you is the real you?"
After Yue Zitong's slender figure disappeared behind the hall door of the inpatient department, Li Nanfang walked out of the corridor.
This time, he just sighed, not angry.
Getting angry is not an effective way to solve the problem.
It's like, he was tired of the quarrel with Yue Zitong, and he separated.
Everyone is like a bitch, and none of them are normal.
He wants to settle this matter calmly.
At most, if two people can't be a couple, then be friends.
Old Lu had long told Li Nanfang which floor Feng Yunting lived on.
Rich people like Feng Dashao, unfortunately, have to live in an intensive care unit after being hospitalized.
1717.
This is a very lucky number, and it means to get up.
Different from general wards, the corridors of the intensive care unit floors are covered with wooden floors, and there are also special personnel guarding the doors. Not only must visitors register, but also the permission of the patient being visited can be allowed to enter.
"Sir, which ward are you going to and which one to visit?"
The little nurse in white clothes and white hat looked sweet when she laughed, and wanted to be kissed.
Forget it after thinking about it, what if you fall in love with her?
Boss Li found that ever since he returned to Qingshan, he was surrounded by peach blossoms, one after another beautiful girls, as if popping out of the ground, surrounded him, making him feel happy and at the same time extremely annoying.
Li Nanfang didn't say anything, and simply said: "My name is Li Nanfang. Muzili, Li Nanfang who flies to the south from Beiyan. You Dean Lu, you should have greeted here."
"Ah, you are Mr. Li. Yes, our dean has already called and asked."
The little nurse's smile became more cordial, and he greeted him with hospitality: "Mr. Li, do you need me to take you there?"
"No, thanks."
Li Nanfang smiled and thanked him, but just about to leave, he asked, "By the way, did anyone go to room 1717 just now?"
Although he had long guessed that Yue Zitong was here to visit Feng Yunting, Li Nanfang still took a chance.
What if she came to visit someone else?
For example, a sick employee of the company.
But unfortunately, after reading the registration form, the little nurse gave an answer that confirmed that he did not guess wrong.
After thanking him again, Li Nanfang lit a cigarette and walked into the corridor.
The little nurse wanted to remind him that this is a smoke-free zone.
But when he thought of Dean Lu's phone call, he told her to entertain Mr. Li, so he swallowed the advice.
Unlike the corridors on the general ward floors, where people come and go, and the messy appearance of temporary beds, the corridors on the special care floors are very quiet.
There are no other people walking around.
It seemed that the windows and doors of every ward were rubbed very brightly.
The curtains on the doors and windows of the 1717 ward were only half down.
This allows Li Nanfang to see the inside from the outside without much effort.
He saw several people in the ward.
Because there were curtains covering it, he didn't want to lean over to look, so he could only see the waists of those people.
Of the three men, one of them was wearing a blue and white arrow gown. It should be Feng Dashao.
Li Nanfang didn't care too much about the other two men in white shirts and black pants.
He only saw the black trench coat.
And the white skirt that the owner of the trench coat reveals when he sits down, as well as high-waist riding boots and half black silk legs.
When passing by the door of Ward No. 1717, Li Nanfang didn't stop, and walked directly into the public toilet on the 17th floor.
After leaning on the wall next to the sink and smoking the cigarette silently, Li Nanfang took out his cell phone and dialed Yue Zitong's cell phone number.
After the bell rang for the meeting, Li Nanfang heard the crisp sound of footsteps in the corridor outside.
He quickly walked into the men's bathroom.
The sound of footsteps did not stop at the door of the bathroom, but quickly passed by and walked towards the end of the corridor.
When the sound of footsteps stopped, the cell phone was connected.
Yue Zitong's slightly nervous voice came from inside: "South, South, are you looking for me?"
"Well, there is something I want to discuss with you."
Li Nanfang hummed indifferently, and asked, "You are in the company, or are you going home? I'm going to find you."
"I, I'm on my way to the production base on the banks of the Yellow River. It seems that Min Rou has encountered some special situation, I'll go take a look."
Yue Zitong paused and asked, "Southern, what are you looking for? I will go back now. At most, it is half an hour. Are you in the company?"
"Forget it, let's talk about it later."
After Li Nanfang finished speaking, he pressed his phone, leaned behind the door, looked up at the ceiling, his face blank.
"Hey, hello, Nanfang, how do you deduct my call?"
Yue Zitong's some anxious voice came from the corridor outside the door, and he heard it clearly.
Li Nanfang grabbed the mobile phone in his hand, buzzing and shaking.
He didn't care.
After shaking twice, Yue Zitong stopped calling his mobile phone.
A few minutes later, the rhythmic sound of footsteps walked past the bathroom again.
Soon, there was Yue Zitong's farewell voice, saying that something urgent had happened in the company and she needed to rush back to solve it immediately, so that Feng Yunting could take care of her body at ease and come back when she is free.
"Tongtong, drive carefully on the road."
Yue Zitong's back had disappeared outside the corridor door. Feng Yunting, who was blushing, even roared before returning to the ward and asking the two men who accompanied him: "I want you to say it sincerely, I and Yue Zitong Does it match?"
"Young Master Feng, you and Mr. Yue are definitely a match made in heaven."
"That is to say, I have grown a little shabby, and I am embarrassed in front of President Yue. Otherwise, I will have the courage to compete with you for beauty."
The two subordinates are not blind, how can I not see how much Feng Dashao pleases Yue Zitong, how can I not flatter him and shoot him Longyan Dayue?
"Little six, you dare to compete with me for beauty just because of your birdlike appearance. You don't pee, just look at your own dignity."
Feng Dashao smiled. Just when he said this, the door opened, and someone said coldly: "Yes, you don't pee, see your dignity, where can you be worthy of that? woman."
"Who?"
Young Master Feng was shocked and looked back.
He has met Li Nanfang, and he has a deep memory.
At the beginning, when Feng Dashao held roses in his hand and stood in front of the lobby of the Kaihuang Group to make love to Mr. Yue, it was this servant who had all the roses on the floor and gave him a mess. Later, he slaughtered him severely in the western restaurant. .
In Feng Dashao's impression, Li Nanfang seemed to be a car driver in Yue Zitong's company.
It's just that this little driver, how dare he trespass into his intensive care unit today and still say such harsh words?
Immediately, Young Master Feng became angry, raised his finger outside the door, and shouted: "Get out!"
"Get out, you two."
When Li Nanfang walked towards Feng Yunting quickly, he said to his two men.
"Grass, Xiaobi, who are you talking to?"
The two men were angry.
There was no need for Young Master Feng to tell him anything, and he rushed towards Li Nanfang.
A pair of fists cover the top with snowflakes, and a right fist cuts his heart.
The death was menacing.
But whether it was covered with snowflakes or black tiger's heart, before they even touched Li Nanfang's hair, they suddenly screamed and flew out in separate directions.
With two loud bangs, the two of them slammed into the wall, then fell to the ground again, rolling a few times and stopped moving.
Li Nanfang was here to find Feng Yunting. He didn't want to ink anything with other people, so he directly made a heavy hand and directly caused them to faint happily.
"Ah! You, don't come over!"
I saw the two men with my own eyes. Li Nanfang was like a scarecrow, and they were directly confused on the ground, but Master Feng was terrified, and he hurried back.
Li Nanfang rushed forward, grabbed his collar, pushed straight to the window, and opened a window.
When the cold wind came in, before Master Feng could figure out what was going on, he felt his body lightened and flew out the window, so scared that he was about to scream, his neck was stuck by the window.
No matter how uncomfortable he was, Li Nanfang grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and took out the phone with the other.
When Yue Zitong's cell phone rang again, he happened to walk out of the lobby of the inpatient department.
"South, what are you looking for me----"
As soon as Yue Zitong said this, he was interrupted coldly by Li Nanfang: "Look back and look at the 17th floor."
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