In the ward, the entire floor is relatively empty.
There is a faint fragrance in the corridor that smells better than disinfectant.
Suite 1808.
Qin Sang stopped at the door of the ward according to the address given by Lu Jiaming.
The door is unlocked, leaving a crack.
Qin Sang did several psychological constructions.
As soon as the door was pushed open a little, he saw two overlapping bodies on the hospital bed.
She took a breath, silently exited the room, and closed the door behind her.
From entering to exiting, the entire process takes less than two seconds!
The heartbeat is accelerated.
There is no expression on the face.
Qin Sang turned around and returned the same way.
Lu Jiaming was waiting outside the hospital and was just about to leave. He only had a cigarette when he saw Qin Sang walking out.
He waved to her, but Qin Sang walked straight to a taxi as if he didn't notice him.
Lu Jiaming quickly got out of the car and chased after him, but the taxi had already sped away.
"I'll go! What's going on?!"
Lu Jiaming turned around and walked to the inpatient department. While making a phone call, his cell phone rang several times, but no one answered.
When he arrived, everything in the ward was normal.
Gu Yanzhi looked at him coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Lu Jiaming ignored his weirdness and asked instead, "What just happened?"
"What's happening?!" Gu Yanzhi was already very irritable, but now there was a gloomy look on his brows, ready to catch up with others at any time.
But Wu Zitong said "Oh": "Brother Ayan just drank water and wet his clothes. His hand was getting an IV drip, so I wiped it for him!"
After she finished speaking, she blinked her eyes innocently.
Lu Jiaming almost didn't mention it in one breath, "You can wet your clothes even if you drink water?!"
Gu Yanzhi: "Are you okay?"
Lu Jiaming: "No, I'm fine. Why did I go to such trouble to bring someone to you because you didn't want to eat or drink? You told me that your clothes got wet after drinking water and you wanted someone to wipe them for you?!"
The man on the bed stiffened and his face suddenly turned dark: "What do you mean?"
"Qin Sang is here!"
Seeing this state, there must be some misunderstanding.
Lu Jiaming sneered: "Gu Yanzhi, you are seeking your own death. I have exhausted all my benevolence and justice!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The person on the bed suddenly pulled out the needle on his arm and got out of bed regardless of the blood flowing back!
"Brother Ayan!"
Wu Zitong screamed in surprise.
But it couldn't stop the figure speeding toward the door.
Lu Jiaming was also stunned for a moment, and this time he forced Gu Yanzhi to bump into him and run out the door.
Wu Zitong wanted to chase him, but Lu Jiaming stopped him: "Stop chasing him, he will come back on his own."
Everyone got on the bus, and he was alone.
It’s his fault!
Wu Zitong was faintly worried: "Brother Jiaming, is that Qin Sang the person that brother Ayan likes very much?"
Lu Jiaming was stunned: "This..."
Wu Zitong: "It depends on your reaction."
She pursed her pink lips obediently, and after a while she said again: "Cousin, ah, I mean, the chairman's wife doesn't know about Qin Sang's existence. Is it because brother Ayan didn't take her back to meet her parents?
"
The little girl is innocent and sincere in her eyes!
Lu Jiaming feels that if he messes around even a little bit, he is destroying the flowers of his motherland!
"Well... you might as well ask your brother Ayan yourself, I don't know much about them either!"
Wu Zitong nodded carelessly: "I know, it's okay! I just asked casually!"
The two of them stood in the ward for about ten minutes before Gu Yanzhi came back in a panic.
He went out wearing a thin hospital gown, and the sub-zero temperature outside made his whole body feel cold.
Lu Jiaming originally wanted to vent his anger with a few curse words, but now he couldn't bear it: "It's my fault too. I wanted to give you a surprise, but I missed you..."
Lu Jiaming has a misunderstanding.
He really misunderstood what was going on between Gu Yanzhi and Wu Zitong.
The fact is that Wu Zitong originally wanted to feed him water, but refused and insisted on taking it by himself. As a result, the arm where the intravenous drip was left there for too long became too numb, and the cup spilled on his body as soon as he picked it up.
Wu Zitong came to help him wipe it, but when he pushed her, he pushed her onto the chair, and her waist hit the corner of the table.
But he didn't say a word, endured the pain and brought a tissue to him to put on his soaked clothes. How could he refuse?
But Gu Yanzhi was too lazy to explain. He was running so fast that he didn't pay attention, and now his stomach hurt slightly.
Wu Zitong noticed that something was not right with him and hurriedly stepped forward to support him: "Brother Ayan, what's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache?"
He didn't speak, his lips were straight.
But he took the phone and found the person's number and dialed it.
As expected, she didn't answer.
He started sending messages again.
Qin Sang still didn't reply.
Lu Jiaming felt that it was a big headache for him to do bad things with good intentions.
No one noticed Wu Zitong's dim but unwilling gaze on the side.
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Qin Sang came out of the hospital and did not go home directly.
She first went to get her phone repaired and then had a bowl of noodles.
The Spring Festival has not yet ended, and many people are returning to work, and many shops have opened.
When I was about to go home, I received a WeChat message from Mohsen on my phone.
The green bubble on the chat interface between two people still stayed there many days ago.
He just said one word: Are you here?
Qin Sang guessed that he wanted to ask her to come online, so he replied with one word: busy.
After a while, the other party did not reply. Qin Sang thought he would just forget it. Unexpectedly, Mo Sen called directly via WeChat.
"Why are you starting to act like a big name now?!"
As soon as the voice connection was connected, the uninhibited voice came over.
Qin Sang had no patience: "What do you want from me?"
"You can't...forget it." Mo Sen seemed to have predicted something a long time ago: "Sister Xia also mentioned to you, Jun Yao's endorsement, half of the female stars in the entertainment industry are now eyeing it.
With this endorsement, you know how fragrant it is!"
Qin Sang sneered: "You don't have to show off to me."
After a few times, Mawson got used to it. He laughed like an uncle: "Now, immediately, you only have half an hour at D.K. Bar."
Qin Sang was stunned for a moment when she heard the other party's last words, but she came to her senses the next second.
"Send me the address."
"Didn't I tell you everything... OK, I'll send you a WeChat message!" Just as I was about to lecture someone, my breath suddenly became lighter.
Since he was nearby, Qin Sang first went home and took a shower, then changed his makeup and clothes.
Mawson said it was half an hour, but she actually knew there was more time.
By the time she arrived at the bar, an hour had passed since she ended the call with Mawson.
Mo Sen was waiting for her at the door, obviously wanting to curse. He hated drinking. Just to hang around here for a while, he drank several bottles of wine, and now he felt the urge to vomit!
So when he saw Qin Sang, he didn't have a good attitude: "Why don't you come here? I thought Qin Sang didn't like it!"
Qin Sang raised the corners of her lips at him in a rare move: "I'll thank you later. Where is Mr. Liu?"