Chairman Li could only watch Qian Xiaojue leave, and he had a mouthful of old blood in his heart, and he couldn't even vomit.
"Have your husband photographed you a bodyguard?" Qiu He then turned his head in shock and whispered to Qian Xiaojue.
Qian Xiaojue said lightly, she stayed in the courtyard three times. Every time, when he was away, he would let someone guard her. Later, she felt annoyed, so he let these people hide in the dark, but as long as
She called out and it would appear immediately, so she was so confident that Chairman Li couldn't take back the transfer book that had already reached her.
However, she had no idea what these people were from. They didn't look like soldiers, but they were more majestic than soldiers.
Qian Xiaojue took the examination report and returned to the ward. The report showed that she had no problem. The blood congestion in her brain three years ago had long since dissipated. Although her memory had not yet recovered, the doctor said that maybe what she lacked was an opportunity.
Under that opportunity, you may be able to remember everything, but you may not be able to recover in this life. After all, memory is just a reaction of your own nerves, not archived data, and can be restored in one piece.
Qian Xiaojue knew that he was fine, so he asked Qiu He to go back. Qiu He was also anxious to pick up his son in the afternoon and to go to the club to check it out, so he knew that Qian Xiaojue had someone to protect him and left with peace of mind.
Qian Xiaojue stared at the report and the transfer of shares in his hands, and fell into endless thoughts...
In the tall building opposite the inpatient building, the man sat in the large sofa facing the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a telescope in his hand, leisurely crossing his legs and staring at the figure in a window in the inpatient building opposite.
There was a pair of chess next to the man, and a horse was gently rubbed in his other hand.
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Qian Xiaojue ate the dinner brought by Aunt Qian and explained that he would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Aunt Qian got the order and left with the lunch box.
Qian Xiaojue walked in the room for a while to digest food, then lay bored on the hospital bed watching TV, and looked at the time from time to time. It was getting late outside, but Helian Qing had not returned yet.
Not at home, in this small ward, she realized that life was so difficult without Helian Qing.
Qian Xiaojue had to squint his eyes and cultivate his sleepiness. Before he could really fall asleep, the door rang. Qian Xiaojue woke up and looked up. He saw Helian Qing pushing the door and eating in his hand.
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"You are back." Qian Xiaojue's eyes lit up and he immediately regained a lot of vitality.
"Yeah." Helian Qing closed the door with his backhand, walked over with something and placed it on the table.
Qian Xiaojue immediately got out of bed and put on his shoes. Helian Qing suddenly came over, bent down and picked her up horizontally, turned around and placed her on the sofa, then leaned down and pressed her down.
He looked down at her face and smiled: "I went to ask the doctor, and he said it was very good, so I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. But Mao, I heard that something big happened to you today?"
Qian Xiaojue knew that the people he sent could not not report to him at all.
He had actually gone to see the doctor, and she planned to explain the situation to him personally. But he also knew that he could not ask her what happened during the day.
Qian Xiaojue stretched out his slender finger and poked Helianqing's military uniform. He raised his neck proudly and admitted: "Well, I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Wait a moment, I'll show you something."