In the hospital corridor, there is a pungent smell of disinfectant that is sometimes light and sometimes strong, and there are occasional hurried footsteps in the silence.

The mobile phone placed on top of the bag suddenly vibrated.

Wen Ran took the phone away in a hurry.

When Yan Wangshu turned his head, he could only see the word "Zhai".

The message instantly came to his mind.

——Zhai: [If you want, go to Xuanfeng International Hotel at 4pm tomorrow, room number 808]

I think it's that person.

Yan Wangshu stood up directly and walked farther away, turning his back to Wen Ran.

Wen Ran held the phone and looked at it for several seconds without answering it.

Her account was under supervision, and she knew she couldn't hide her visit to the hospital, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

All right.

What is supposed to come will come.

What needs to be faced must be faced.

Wen Ran adjusted her breathing and answered the phone: "Hello."

Zhai Chengjing's voice was quite calm: "Why did you go to the hospital?"

"Stomach pain." Wen Ran added, trying to make the matter sound less serious, "You know, it's old. It doesn't matter."

Zhai Chengjing knew Wen Ran too well and asked directly: "Are you eating irregularly?"

Wen Ran couldn't refute: "Yeah."

"If you act like this, I can't let you stay in Shanghai any longer."

"Don't~"

The soft sound is like a kitten's paw.

Yan Wangshu frowned and turned slightly sideways. From the corner of his eye, he saw Wen Ran lowering her head obediently, holding the hem of her skirt with her little hands and squeezing, feeling a little helpless. She nodded spontaneously when she answered.

Extremely well-behaved.

Zhai Chengjing held back his emotions: "Is it more serious than before?"

Wen Ran didn't dare to lie. If she said she didn't expect her senior brother to believe it, she nodded: "Yes."

"Send me the medical records."

"...Um."

"Ran Ran, there is no next time."

"Um."

Zhai Chengjing explained a few more words, and Wen Ran responded obediently, and finally promised that there would be no next time.

As soon as Wen Ran hung up the phone, he heard the cool voice of the man next to him.

"Won't you call him over?"

Wen Ran reacted and tilted his head: "He is not in Shanghai."

"Okay." It was accompanied by a slight sneer, and the context seemed to be sarcastic, "So you young people don't call this kind of boyfriend? Is there a new name?"

Boy friend?

He misunderstood.

Wen Ran frowned slightly: "This is me..."

The word "senior brother" didn't come out, so Wen Ran changed the word: "Brother."

Wen Ran's subtle, uneasy expression did not escape Yan Wangshu's eyes.

Lie again.

Yan Wangshu calmed down and planned to leave.

"No. 381, Wen Ran." The nurse suddenly called.

Wen Ran learned a lesson this time and slowly stood up, like a staggering little old lady who was about to fall down at any moment.

Yan Wangshu raised his hand to gently support Wen Ran. Before she could react, he had already retracted his hand and turned around: "Let's go, send Buddha to the west."

Wen Ran: "..."

The person in the emergency room was a male doctor in his forties who looked very qualified. There was also a young male and female doctor sitting on a small stool next to him, who looked like an intern.

The doctor asked Wen Ran about her condition: "Is it colic or swelling pain?"

"colic."

"Is there a burning sensation?"

"have."

"Have you eaten anything dirty or irritating in the past two days?"

"No."

The doctor questioned this answer: "Are you sure?"

Wen Ran nodded: "The cinnamon rolls I ate were made by myself, and there is no problem with hygiene."

“What else did you eat besides cinnamon rolls?”

Wen Ran's voice trembled with pain: "It's gone."

"No more?" The doctor paused and asked, "Eat cinnamon rolls three times a day?"

"Two meals, no breakfast."

The doctor immediately frowned: "It's strange that you don't have stomach pain! Did you learn the weight loss method online?"

"no."

The doctor was typing on the keyboard as if typing in information: "What is the reason for eating like this? No matter what the reason is, you can't ruin your body like this!"

Wen Ran was trained to nod obediently.

The doctor glanced at Yan Wangshu next to him out of the corner of his eye: "Family members also have responsibilities, please pay more attention to them."

Wen Ran was lying on the table, with goosebumps rising, but it was not painful. She explained weakly: "This is my boss."

"Boss?" The doctor understood immediately, "Have you been working overtime until now? Are you so busy? When labor laws don't exist? Then the boss is also responsible!"

!!!

Wen Ran glanced at Yan Wangshu, whose face was ashen.

"No, it's not." Wen Ran hurriedly changed the subject and took out the medicine bottle from his bag, "I have an old problem. I have been taking this medicine, but it has no effect this time."

The doctor took it and looked at it: "This is a foreign medicine."

"Um."

"Let's stop it for now. Let's go for a check-up later. The family member..." The doctor typed out the order and changed his words, "Ask your boss to pay the fee."

Wen Ran reached out and took the list: "Thank you, doctor."

The doctor added: "Take your belongings with you."

He was referring to Wen Ran's bag.

Wen Ran just wanted to get it, but Yan Wangshu stepped forward and helped Wen Ran get it.

The doctor adjusted his glasses and spoke again: "What happens to your employee? You can't run away!"

The veins in Yan Wangshu's hand that was holding the bag strap were obviously bulging, and then he turned around and walked out.

Wen Ran felt like she was going to explode. She took the order and slowly followed her out: "Mr. Yan, please go first. I can do it myself."

Yan Wangshu turned around, he should leave, he had planned to leave.

But her face is so pale.

Yan Wangshu's eyebrows were obviously unhappy: "Can you do it yourself?"

Wen Ran: "..."

It's this pitiful expression again, saying nothing but showing everything.

Yan Wangshu turned around: "Let's go."

Wen Ran followed after a few beats, thinking, why aren't you leaving yet?

Payment is very simple, it is a self-service machine.

When Wen Ran was about to enter the examination room and was worried about where to put the mobile phone in his hand, Yan Wangshu reached out.

His palms are large, the fingers are long, the joints are obvious, and the fingerprints are clear.
To be continued...