Something happened to her mind, she immediately took out the cell phone in her pocket, "But, immediately go to the street tennis court I often go to! By the way, I will notify the hospital to prepare!"
After saying that, she hung up the phone. Her driver happened to be on holiday today, and there was a month for her to rest every year. She went on a trip just three days ago.
Seeing that Bo Si had fainted on the ground, Binglei began to be in a hurry. She had never seen this scene before!
But how long has the housekeeper smartly brought a few ambulance personnel to the scene. (Xiao: Why does it feel like a murder scene?)
"Miss!" The housekeeper bent down at Binglei with a gentlemanly manner.
Binglei frowned in dissatisfaction. Didn’t they see Bo Si’s current situation? She was still a waste of time like this.
Understanding Binglei's meaning of frowning, the butler immediately ordered the people next to him to put Bo Si on the stretcher and send him to the ambulance.
Seeing that Bo Si had already "get" into the car, Binglei's brows still did not relax.
Although such a thing can cure her disease, how should I tell her later? This is indeed a waste of brain cells!
Binglei shook his head, "Butler, help me arrange it. I will take some friends home in a few days, and I will tell you the room they want to stay in later!"
In order to facilitate practice, she wanted all the team members of the school where she died to live directly at home. As for the room problem, it was naturally a room for each person, and the same school was arranged closer. Moreover, the home was too big, so it was necessary to mark it next to the door of the room.
Put the name on it, otherwise it is easy to go to the wrong room.
(Xiao: You are afraid that there are too many people and don’t know where your room is! Even the left and right have to be divided for half a day!) (Lee: Just know it yourself, you don’t need to say it…)
"Yes!" the butler responded, "By the way, Miss Lan Qi said you forgot to bring this in the morning!" The butler took out a small blue box from somewhere.
After Lan Qi moved to Jibu's house, Binglei discovered that she was typically inversely proportional to her in terms of cooking skills, and the dishes she cooked were dozens of times more delicious than those in five-star hotels. If it weren't for her fear of Lan.
Qi is too tired, the chef at home has long since left his job...