Chapter 807 Don’t have to be a burden! Be late! Tear B!
Almost all the clothes in the cabinet are of very new styles, each one is from a big brand, and there are also well-matched suits.
She chose a white shirt, paired with a pair of cropped jeans, and a pair of white shoes.
White shoes are lightweight and easy to match with clothes.
Especially since she had to go to the hospital to check on Jian Qiqi's condition today, she dressed more casually.
After going downstairs, I saw Bo Xingzhi taking breakfast out of the takeout box and putting it on a beautiful plate.
The man's big palms with clear joints are slender and powerful, and they look particularly elegant and pleasing to the eye.
Ruan Su tilted her head and watched all his movements. She stood quietly, motionless.
As if feeling her gaze, Bo Xingzhi raised his head, and his eyes just met her clear eyes. The man smiled fondly at her and said, "Come, have breakfast."
Ruan Su walked towards him with crooked eyebrows and sat in front of him. Although the breakfast was takeaway, it was simple but nutritious. ??
She picked up a piece of scallion pancake and took a bite, "It's quite delicious. It tastes similar to what I make."
"If you like it, I will often buy from them in the future." Bo Xingzhi pushed another bowl of eight-treasure porridge in front of her, "Drink some porridge."
After the two had a warm breakfast, Bo Xingzhi sent Ruan Su to the door of the hospital, "I have to go back and deal with some things. Ask me to pick you up when you want to go home."
"You want you to pick it up, but I'm afraid you don't have time. You're a busy man." Ruan Su leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "I'll ask the driver at home to come over. You don't have to worry about me."
"Yes, I'll pick it up when you have time." Bo Xingzhi was not satisfied with this kiss. He grabbed her slender waist with his big hands, pressed her into his arms, and planted a heavy kiss directly on her red lips.
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After lingering for a long time, he let her go.
Ruan Su was aroused by his passionate kiss and glared at him, "You ate all my lipstick!"
"Then I'll give it back to you." Bo Xingzhi glanced at her evilly and licked his thin lips covered in lipstick, as charming as a vampire from a comic book.
Ruan Su glared at him, "Disgusting!"
She took out her makeup mirror and put on lipstick again before getting out of the car. Humph! If she hadn't had sex last night, had excessive sexual desire, and her complexion was so bad, would she need to use lipstick to replenish her complexion?
Really pissed off.
She bought some daily necessities in the supermarket near the hospital and some fruits before entering the hospital.
Walking all the way through the corridor, came to the inpatient department, and then went upstairs to find Jian Qiqi's ward. As soon as she got out of the elevator, she heard the "ding" of another elevator, and Mrs. Song's familiar voice came from behind, "
Idol!"
Ruan Su turned around and saw the person who had just stepped out of another elevator. The Song couple came out.
The couple were carrying large and small bags, large and small items...
Ruan Su was shocked.
"What...are you getting?"
"Oh, I prepared it for Qiqi. There is food, some skin care products, and some clothes, pajamas, pajama pants, and the like. After all, it is unhygienic to wear hospital gowns every day, so I still wear pajamas.
It will make you feel more comfortable." Mrs. Song said enthusiastically, "There are also some supplements."
"What I am carrying are bird's nests..." Song Yichang smiled very gently, "I have ordered fresh bird's nests for a whole month, and these are for this week."
Ruan Su "..."
This is the treatment of a queen, right?
If Jian Qiqi really married into the Song family, she would be pretty good and happy.
It's a pity that the little girl is a bit over the top.
"The kitchen in the hotel suite is too small, but fortunately all the stoves are quite complete. I got up early in the morning and cooked porridge for her. I don't know if she likes it or not." Mrs. Song pointed at Song Yichang again.
The thermos bucket is carried in the other hand.
"I should be able to." Ruan Su smiled, and as he spoke, the three of them came to the ward.
As soon as she stepped in, she saw Song Yan wiping Jian Qiqi's face with a wet towel. She was inconvenient to sit and stand, so Song Yan took care of these small things.
I didn't expect him to be quite patient.
Ruan Su put down the things in his hands and looked at Jian Qiqi, "Your face looks better than yesterday. How do you feel?"
Jian Qiqi was a little hopeless. She couldn't bear the Song family's enthusiasm. "It's better. But my body still can't exert its strength."
"A miscarriage involves confinement, let alone your ectopic pregnancy surgery. This is surgery plus confinement." Ruan Su comforted her, and pointed to Mrs. Song who was busy serving porridge, "Auntie specially cooks it for you.
If you have porridge, you can drink some."
Jian Qiqi didn't have much of an appetite, but she couldn't refuse the hospitality, so Song Yan took the porridge and started feeding her. "Be careful because it's hot and drink it slowly."
After just two sips, she didn't have much appetite at first, but the porridge was so fragrant, glutinous, soft and sweet that she couldn't help but drink half the bowl.
My body suddenly felt hot and warm.
I don’t know whether it’s the warmth in my heart or the warmth in my body, but it’s just warmth.
"After you have the porridge, let's drink some bird's nest. These are all fresh. Others have stewed them and brought them here. They are not cold at all every day." Mrs. Song took out the bird's nest from Song Yichang's hand again.
Come on, "This bird's nest is just a small bowl, and you won't feel overwhelmed if you drink it. It's good for your body, Qiqi. It doesn't matter whether you have children or not. What's important is that you take good care of your body."
Jian Qiqi's nose felt sore when she heard this. The Song family really treated her well.
But……
But she couldn't repay them.
Song Yichang also sat on the sofa and said, "As elders, we are not the kind of stubborn people. There are still many families with DINK! What the heck? If you really like children, you can adopt one in the future. If you can't do it with one,
Just two.” ??
"Yes, so you don't have to have a heavy psychological burden." Mrs. Song said and took out her pajamas, along with the high-end skin care products and some daily necessities she had prepared.
"Mom is right, you don't have to think too much, take good care of your health first, you know?" Song Yan held Jian Qiqi's hand lovingly, "As long as you are well, you are better than anything else."
Ruan Su felt that she was redundant. When she was thinking about it, her phone suddenly rang.
When she opened it and saw that it was Shang Lingxiao, she felt bad.
"Oops! Something bad happened!"
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Song looked at her in surprise.
She quickly answered the phone, "Brother, I'm in the hospital now. Come pick me up at the hospital! I forgot about the cultural fair."
Shang Lingxiao said helplessly, "You! What happened? You ran to the hospital?"
Ruan Su glanced at Shang Lingxiao hesitantly. She didn't know whether she should say, "Oh, it's nothing. A friend of mine was sick, so I came over. I'll go to the hospital entrance right now."
"I'll arrive in about fifteen minutes."
After Shang Lingxiao finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Ruan Su then looked at Jian Qiqi, "It was Shang Lingxiao who called, you..."
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Jian Qiqi, "Don't tell him. I don't want to see him."
The secret love she had as a girl was so bitter that Jian Qiqi didn't want to remember it at all, let alone see that person.
Whenever she thinks back on it, she feels like a fool.
"Okay." Ruan Su nodded, "Song Special Assistant, aunt and uncle, I'm going to go first. I have to go to the Cultural Expo, so I'll excuse you."
"It doesn't matter, we are all here, don't worry." Mrs. Song stood up from the sofa to see Ruan Su off.
Ruan Su left the ward and entered the elevator, then realized that she didn't bring the painting with her.
When she arrived at the door of the hospital, she called the housekeeper of the Ye family and asked him to send a servant to deliver the Qing Dynasty painting to the cultural fair.
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She will be waiting at the entrance of the venue.
After making the call, she stood at the door of the hospital and waited quietly for Shang Lingxiao's car to arrive. In about ten minutes, the black luxury car parked next to her.
The car door was opened from the inside, and she bent over and sat in.
"Brother, oh, I forgot about the cultural fair."
"You! You are such an idiot!" Shang Lingxiao poked her forehead with his finger, "Did you not bring anything for the exhibition? Fortunately, I prepared an extra set for you."
Ruan Su quickly shook his head, "No, no, I asked my servant to deliver it to the venue. I can just pick it up when the time comes."
Shang Lingxiao was not very forceful, but walked down the steps, "Okay, I'll give it to you if you need it."
The car drove quickly and soon arrived at the cultural fair.
The CIIE was held in the Antique City. The Antique City is a building with sixteen floors, and there are different branch venues on the first floor.
So they first went to the lobby on the first floor to sign in, and after signing in, they could go to the second floor.
Ruan Su stood at the door of the hall on the first floor, waiting for the servant at home. After waiting for a few minutes, he saw the panting old housekeeper walking over quickly, "Miss, I'll give you the painting you asked for."
"Thank you, uncle." Ruan Su took the painting and hurriedly went to the second floor with Shang Lingxiao.
The second floor is the exhibition hall, where all guests will take out their exhibition works and put them on display.
Ruan Su and Shang Lingxiao were no exception. They handed over the works they brought to the staff and registered them.
"The next two of you can go to the calligraphy and painting hall, where there is a calligraphy and painting competition. You two can participate together, or you can choose to participate alone."
After all, the two of them were registered as Wen Lao's disciples, so they were considered members of Wen Lao's faction.
"Okay, thank you."
Ruan Suchong thanked the staff and went to the calligraphy and painting hall with Shang Lingxiao.
There is a strong antique feeling everywhere here, and it suddenly feels like traveling through time and space.
There are also many elderly members who come to the cultural fair wearing long robes or the old Hanfu.
In particular, some beauties wearing Hanfu shuttled back and forth in the hall, becoming a beautiful scenery. There were also a few wearing high-end dresses... This was too grand.
Ruan Su suddenly realized that he was dressed casually today. At that time, he only thought he was going to the hospital and forgot about the cultural fair...
"Hey, who do I think you are! Isn't this Miss Ruan?" A sudden and sharp voice suddenly sounded.