Chapter 1300: I'm sick, you have medicine (5)

Chu Cuiyi: "..."
Sure enough, the legendary film emperor became a person when he heard the words Qiao Yaruan.
Chu Cuiyi is not a gossip person, so even if he knows why Qiao Yaruan hates Fengfeng now, he won't talk about it, after all, it's someone else's, and he only cares about it.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Cuiyi called and said that they were waiting outside the hospital.
Shui Anluo packed up and looked at the people who were still playing the game. "You have cut a tenth trumpet all afternoon, don't you worry?"
Qiao Yaruan shuts down and hums.
Shui Anluo shut up decisively, as long as he didn't chop her, others would chop.
When they left the hospital, they saw Chu Muyi's car from a distance. Shui Anluo took Qiao Yaruan over.
"I said, who are you fighting with your mother-in-law, who Chu Chuyi helps?"
"Help me." Shui Anluo blinked. "But I haven't had a fight with my mother-in-law. She immediately killed me with a single glance." Shui Anluo's second sentence was even more solid.
Therefore, Brother Chu helped her because of his weak sympathy.
Qiao Yaruan: "..."
She has forgotten the abusive nature of Shui Anluo, and this cannot be asked.
"Have you treated her as your mother-in-law? Doesn't it seem that the lunatic is hopeless?" Shui Anluo smiled and went to the side of the car and opened the back door automatically.
Qiao Yaruan is also conscious, knowing that Chu always sits in the back, she will not be stupid enough to be a light bulb.
"Well, from the moment he watched me quarrel with his mother without saying a word, he was completely out of my life." Qiao Yaruan said, opened the door to the car, and lowered his head to fasten Seat belt.
What did Shui Anluo look up to say? The whole person was a little aggressive. What did she see?
The driver's seat is actually not Uncle Chu.
"Also, don't say anything else, just let him--" Qiao Ya Ruan originally wanted to look back at Shui Anluo, but suddenly looked back at the driver's seat.
The man's suit was a suit, with a piece of gauze on his forehead, and a touch of disinfectant. His handsome face couldn't cover his light even with paleness. His long ten fingers were on the steering wheel, and the back of his fair hands was Slightly raised blue tendons.
When did Uncle Chu change?
Shui Anluo bowed her head and touched the tip of her nose, conscience, she really didn't know that Fengfeng would come, she just thought it was Chu Shu driving.
Chu Cuiyi calmly held the menu in his hand and continued to watch, that was the hotel's first purpose for him.
Qiao Yaruan turned his head and stared at Shui Anlu with resentment.
Shui Anluo hurriedly made a blockade on his mouth, shaking his head to show his innocence.
"Just me?" Feng Feng asked suddenly.
He had just heard what she said, what is meant to get out of her life completely?
She thinks too much.
Shui Anluo looked at Chu Muyi secretly.
Chu Jiyi turned the menu page and said lightly, "Go ahead, make an appointment at seven, it's not good to be late."
Sure enough, on the calm side, most people are not Chu's opponents. It's completely wrong to look at others.
Still late?
Who dares to say that you are late, even if you are really late, people will say: Sorry, we are early!
"See what I do?" Chu Cuiyi said suddenly.
Shui Anluo: "..."
It's awkward to ask such a direct question.