Yun Qiao had a sullen face, not wanting to cry, but her expression was ugly, a kind of despair born from extreme anger.
Xi Lanting asked her: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"My stomach hurts a little. I'm going to the bathroom." Yun Qiao said.
She hurried out.
Upon hearing this, Lu Yao immediately chased after her, fearing that Yun Qiao was crying in the toilet.
Xi Lanting was silent for a moment.
Li Hong said to him: "Master Qi, please don't always hide your words. It's okay for you to tease Miss Wen, but don't tease Yun Qiao. Yun Qiao is not as generous as Miss Wen."
The implication is that Yun Qiao cares about your life and death.
But Miss Wen is stupid.
Xi Lanting couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "You never take my words seriously. If you all die one day, I will not die. It would be great if I could die. Do you think I am willing to suffer this living punishment?"
Li Hong: "..."
Xi Lanting stood up, planning to get the medicine, and then said to Li Hong, "Pack up and go to Nanhua Hotel. People from the Medical Association are having a dinner tonight."
"Another dinner party?" Li Hong was surprised, "A fundraiser?"
"It's not a fundraiser, it's a welcome banquet." Xi Lanting said.
"Who's welcome?"
"You'll know when you go there." Xi Lanting said, "It has something to do with you too."
Li Hong said hello.
It was already time to get off work. Dr. Li changed out of his white coat and wore a pair of brand-new overalls with a short cashmere jacket on top. The warmth was limited and he was neither fashionable nor old-fashioned. He didn't seem to care much about his appearance and was slovenly.
.
Hearing Lu Yao immediately said: "Why are you wearing such shabby clothes?"
Li Hong: "I am poor."
"You're talking nonsense!" Wen Luyao said immediately, "The doctors at Jimin Hospital have high salaries, and you also work as Xi Laoqi's personal doctor with subsidies from him. Don't think I don't know, your mother brags about it when you go on a blind date.
It’s amazing.”
Li Hong: "..."
Dr. Li can also dress up to look good, but for what?
Master Qi, Yun Qiao and Miss Wen, who cares whether he is good-looking or not? They are all so familiar with each other.
"I know how to dress up when I go to meet my girlfriend. I'm not stupid." Li Hong said, "We are just going to eat at a big restaurant. Why should we dress so carefully? If it doesn't work, just tell me I'm your driver later."
Wen Luyao: "No! My driver is so poorly dressed, others think something has happened to my family and I am in disgrace!"
Li Hong: "..."
There really is no one more difficult to serve than Aunt Wen.
It was just dusk when Xi Lanting and his party arrived at Nanhua Hotel.
There were several balconies outside the large restaurant of Nanhua Hotel. Yun Qiao found an empty one and walked over to enjoy the breeze.
Someone came in and locked the door.
"...What are you talking about?" Xi Lanting asked from behind.
Yun Qiao: "Reminding me of an old poem."
"Do you still recite old poems?" Xi Lanting seemed a little interested and sat on a chair next to the small round table on the balcony, "Did you memorize them when you were a child?"
"You may have forgotten that I told you that I can never forget anything. I recited too many things when I was a child," Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting took out the cigarette case.
He didn't click, just looked at her. The setting sun fell in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to absorb all the golden light of the evening light and turned into golden amber.
"What poem? I'll listen to it too." He took out the cigarette and held it between his fingers, tapping it gently on the table.
Yun Qiao: "The setting sun is setting in the empty courtyard, and the turbid wine fills the bottle to meet the late crows. Adding half of the meaning of autumn, I plant a small variety of heartbroken flowers in the shade of the wall."
Xi Lanting's hand paused.
His voice was a bit sad: "This is not the right time. It is not autumn now."
"Early spring is as cold as late autumn, so it's quite suitable for the season," Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting knew what she meant, was silent for a moment, and waved to her: "Come."
Yun Qiao sat on another small chair.
Xi Lanting stretched out his hand, palm facing up.
Yun Qiao immediately understood what he meant and put her hand in his palm.