Mrs. Wu seemed to know what she was asking, and told her word for word. After she finished eating, Mrs. Wu lowered the bed and lay down again. The ward was very quiet. Only Mrs. Wu made a slight footsteps when she walked around. Occasionally, a few words came from outside. Smelling the faint smell of potion, I felt sleepy again. Maybe I didn’t sleep well last night.

It was already afternoon when she woke up again. The ward was empty. A large area of ​​sunlight shone in from the window and hit the floor, illuminating the entire ward. The needle on the back of her hand had been pulled out, and a white tape was pasted on it. She moved her fingers and felt a little numb. Her eyes fell on the gray door at the door. Through the glass, someone walked past the outside, and occasionally there was a low voice.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Wei Dong came in, holding a fruit basket in her hand. She subconsciously held the quilt tightly. Wei Dong represented Meng Jieran, so was he here too?

Mrs. Wu followed Wei Dong in and poured him a cup of hot water with a smile. She seemed to treat him as her friend while speaking, and then pulled over the chair next to him to sit down. After doing all this, she went out to bring him to the door.

Wei Dong put the cup in his hand on the bedside table, got up from the chair, and walked to the window. Behind him was a large area of ​​sunshine, and he was bathed in the sunshine. Even in the bright sunshine, it could not soften his side face.

"If you have something to say, I still have to rest."

She was very sorry for the people around Meng Jiran, and she couldn't give her a good attitude. If it weren't for him yesterday, she wouldn't have been lying here, smelling the smell of the potion, and taking medicine and taking injections.

"It seems you're pretty good, I can tell him you're pretty good."

Wei Dong's hands were in his pockets, with a sense of rebelliousness and a sense of arrogance inside. There was not much emotion on his firm face, or perhaps his emotions were hidden in his heart and never easily exposed.

"Then you can leave. I'm really good and I can't die."

"I'm just thinking that way, too."

After Wei Dong finished speaking, he really left without any hesitation. In fact, she never understood why Wei Dong looked at her very differently. She seemed to have never offended him. Thinking of this, Mrs. Wu came in and held the lunch box in her hand.

"Madam, I will eat some food in the hospital and I will go back to make something else for you in the evening."

Because there was no smell in her mouth with fever, and before Wei Dong could adjust her mood, she took a few bites and asked Mrs. Wu to take her away. After drinking a cup of hot water, she lay down. The doctor came over to take her body temperature again. The temperature was already normal.

"Sister Wu, clean up and we will be discharged from the hospital." She didn't like the smell of the hospital's medicine and wanted to take the bed under her. She ignored Mrs. Wu's forced discharge, and changed her clothes and walked outside the hospital gate. When her cell phone rang, she knew it was Mu Lianghe when she heard the ringtone. Maybe she heard Mrs. Wu's words.

"Chief, I'll wait for you at home and come back early to have dinner!"

When Mu Lianghe heard that she was going to be discharged from the hospital without obedience, she was filled with anger in her stomach and wanted to train her for no reason. When she heard her delicate coquettish voice, the fire was miraculously extinguished, and even the wisp of blue smoke was blown away, leaving nothing left.

"Go back and have a good rest, I'll go back early." Mu Lianghe stood in the corridor and called and deliberately lowered his voice, but the political commissar in the room heard it and joked about him.

"Yeah, I know, I'll hang up first."

She bent down and got into the car. Chen Ming drove. They returned to the military yard. Under the surface of the seemingly peaceful life, earth-shaking changes were taking place. At night, Mu Lianghe received a call from Yan Runhua on the way back and turned the front of the car directly.

When she returned, it was almost 12 o'clock. He was afraid of waking her upstairs, so he washed up in the bathroom downstairs before going up. He still left a lamp for him in the bedroom. A faint light under the lampshade illuminated half of the bed. She shrank into a ball, rolled in the quilt, only her furry head and a palm-sized face. She seemed to be uncomfortable sleeping, and her brows were slightly frowning. He wanted to reach out to smooth it out, but only saw her open her eyes slowly, looking at him sleepily, then stretched out her hands from the quilt to wrap her neck, muttering dissatisfiedly: "Why are you back now?"

"Sorry, I won't know next time."

Mu Liang and his whole body also lifted the quilt and lay in, surrounding her cold body that was still sleeping, and covered her with her sleepy eyes. Her sleepy eyes closed again, rubbed in his arms, and fell asleep again.

He remembered what Yan Runhua said to him today, and even hugged the people in his arms.

When Meng Jieran's case was not progressing, the police station suddenly received an anonymous letter, which contained an account book. What a great thing this was for the confused police officer. The case was further followed up, and the woman in his arms was the only person who could contact the suspect at present. Mu Liang and he struggled in his heart, but eventually chose to compromise.

After going to work after sick leave, she thought about what to say when she met Xu Zong. She was pulled away by Meng Jiran at the banquet that day, and it was blowing his face. Unfortunately, she met him in the elevator in the morning. The elevator came up from the minus floor. The elevator door opened. She seemed too petty if she didn't go up. She could only go up and explained what happened that night.

"It's okay, don't feel sorry." Xu Zong raised his glasses, and his eyes softly fell on the woman beside him, holding a briefcase in one hand and a piece of clothing hanging in the other.

"If you really feel sorry, just treat me to a meal." She breathed a sigh of relief, and heard him say this again, and the heart seemed to jump to the throat after a while.

"Okay, you can decide the time."

"Just tonight."

"OK."

Xu Zong seemed to be very happy and left the elevator. She looked at her toes silently and wanted to have dinner with her boss Xu Zong tonight. When she returned, Mu Lianghe probably happened to be back from the army.

The place where we had dinner was taken by Xu Zong. It was a private restaurant with good taste. Meng Jieran had brought her here, and even the private room was the one they had last time. The waiter seemed to have an impression of her and smiled at her.

"I'm treating you tonight, Mr. Xu, don't be unable to do it."

"Just call me Xu Zong, I'll call you your name too."

Xu Zong took the menu and ordered a few dishes. She looked through a few pages and found that there was nothing she wanted to eat. She probably just got sick and had no appetite. She ordered two light home-cooked dishes and drinks casually.

"I'm not very good in complexion, and my body is not clear yet."

"The saying of getting sick is like getting silk is really true. It's true. I'm still young now. When I get older in the future, I don't know what my body will look like."

"That's also the future. Qingning, I want to tell you something tonight." Xu Zong's tone suddenly became serious, and the smile on his face was restrained. He looked serious. The hand placed on the table was tightly held. She also became nervous, her ears stood up, her body leaned forward, and she was ready for good. She only saw him clapping his hands, the door of the private room opened, and the servant pushed the cart in, with red wine and flowers on it. She was lost for a moment, and then quickly came to her senses, wanting to see what he was going to do.

The attendant had already walked in and placed the red wine and flowers on the table. Under the bright light, the water droplets on the flowers reflected light and flashed into her eyes. Xu Zong picked up the flowers on the table with his slender fingers and moved his thin lips.

"I'm sorry, Xu Zong, I'm already married."

What exactly is he acting in this episode? Xu Zong did not change his expression, "I know, but some words will not rot after holding them in my heart for a long time, but will become more and more intense."

She remembered Meng Jiran's words that Xu Zong was not as simple as it seemed. Now she believed this sentence and regretted how to have supper with him. She was really self-destructive: "Xu Zong, I'm sorry, the flowers are beautiful, but I can't accept it. Sorry, I'll leave first."

Did she escape at the last minute? Anyway, she had left and couldn't care about so much. She couldn't eat this meal anymore. She ran out of the corridor and took the elevator to leave smoothly. After she left, Xu Zong threw away the flowers in his hand, looked at the man sitting opposite him, took off his glasses and put them aside.

"You move very quickly."

"Each one another, but your behavior is beyond my endurance."

"What do you want?"

"I warned you not to provoke her." The man punched the table.

"Haha, I just want to see what the woman who fascinated you is like. I want to know if her expression when I confessed to her just now is definitely more exciting and moving than you imagined." Before Xu Zong finished speaking, the man opposite him punched him and blocked his next words.

Xu Zong raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled, turned his head to look at the angry man, threw away his handkerchief and stood up slowly. The two men were about the same height and looked similar from behind.

"Meng Jieran, what are you worried about? Are you afraid that she will accept me or that she will say no to me? I guess you must be afraid that she will refuse me, so that you will have no chance. Are you saying that I am right? You have calculated everything and calculated everything, but you are not sure about the hearts of the people. You regret it now." Xu Zong did not wait for his answer, raised his hand and threw away the flowers on the table, stepped on it, the petals were broken all over the floor, and the red wine in the goblet flowed over the table, dyed the light-colored tablecloth red, Meng Jieran looked at him indifferently and destroyed all this.

Mu Lianghe went back early and thought she would treat her to dinner in the evening, so she would probably come back very late. As a result, when he came back, she had already changed into a housewear and sat on the sofa watching TV. When she saw him immediately stood up on the sofa, she looked at him with a smile and waved to him.

With just one glance, his heart was half as soft as he took off his coat and walked over and let her hang it on himself. Xie Qingning wrapped his legs around his waist. Because Mrs. Wu was not there, she dared to be so bold.

"Chief, the wife of the Chief Minister who came back today decided to give you a reward."

"Oh, what reward?" Mu Lianghe held her buttocks with both hands, preventing her from sliding down.

“High-bearing off-road.”

"The taste is so strong." hf();
Chapter completed!