In her arms, the red roses are delicate and delicate, and the petals between her fingers are as soft as her lover's lips.
The door was pushed open again.
Leng Zimo walked in carrying the thermos box, and saw Luo Xiaoqian who was almost submerged in a sea of flowers. He strolled over, removed a bouquet of flowers on the table, and placed the thermos box in his hand on the table.
"Like it?"
"I like it, of course I like it!" Luo Xiaoqian leaned down and took a deep sniff, pretending to be intoxicated, "It smells so good...ah...ah!"
Her nose was extremely itchy, and she couldn't control herself and sneezed loudly.
Raising her hand to rub her nose, she smiled sheepishly at him, "I'm so happy... sneeze!"
"Why are you crying?" Leng Zimo looked at her eyes flashing with tears.
Did she cry?!
Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and there were actually tears.
"I'm so touched...ah sneeze! ah sneeze!"
However, Luo Xiaoqian's sneezes did not stop there. Instead, they became more and more intense, one after another. Not only that, tears were streaming from her eyes.
Leng Zimo frowned at her, reached out and snatched the bouquet from her hand.
He rushed out of the ward with a bouquet of flowers. He grabbed a passing nurse and dragged her directly into the ward.
"Quick, check her out!"
The nurse stood beside the bed in shock, Luo Xiaoqian was still sneezing.
Leng Zimo picked up a large bouquet of flowers on the table. Seeing that the nurse was still standing by the bed and making no move, he was so angry that he yelled, "Quick, are you a dead person?!"
Shen Yizhou, who had just gone to work, walked in from the door. Looking at the flowers all over the ward, he immediately said venomously, "What is this? How come it's like a memorial service!"
Leng Zimo threw the bouquet in his hand out of the ward, "Hurry and check her to see if she is allergic!"
Shen Yizhou looked at Luo Xiaoqian who was sitting on the hospital bed with tears in her eyes. He hurriedly walked up to her, briefly checked her and asked her questions, and then immediately ordered the nurse to get the medicine.
Soon, the medicine was brought over, and Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly swallowed one.
Leng Zimo, who had already thrown all the bouquets out of the ward, walked over worriedly, took a tissue and was about to give it to her.
"Wait!" Shen Yizhou took his arm, "You hugged Hua just now, it's best to stay away from her!"
Leng Zimo glanced at him, took off his suit jacket and threw it out of the ward door. He turned around and walked to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully. Then he stood next to Luo Xiaoqian again, held her wrist, and wiped her hands for her.
At this time, Shen Yizhou asked Luo Xiaoqian about the specific process. Luo Xiaoqian did not dare to hide it, so she explained the matter in detail immediately, "Jiao Yang bought lilies before and put them there. I didn't move them. Later, they were just given away."
The flower man stuffed a bouquet of red roses into his arms, and then smelled them!"
Shen Yizhou suppressed a smile and glanced sideways at Leng Zimo, "Xiao Qian, have you ever had a history of allergies?"
Luo Xiaoqian shook her head.
"Then...no one has given you roses before?"
Luo Xiaoqian thought for a while and still shook her head.
Lu Hao seemed to have never given her flowers before. When she was in the Golden Palace, some of the guests gave her flowers, but she had never met him. If it hadn't been for this experience, she would not have known how much she would like roses.
hay fever.
"Now, I can almost tell that you are allergic to rose pollen, but the specific results will depend on your blood allergen test!" Shen Yizhou's tone turned serious, "Allergies can be big or small, you must do it in the future
Be careful not to accept flowers from others casually, you know?!"
