Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

After sending Gu Yu, Lin Dongshan had to transfer to the bus, Su Lihua's car followed, always keeping a distance of four or five meters.

He just followed her all the way to the hospital, parked the car, and continued to follow.

Lin Dongshan turned around: "Don't follow."

He stepped forward: "Talk to me."

"We have nothing to talk about."

She left him and went first.

Su Lihua stood on the spot with her hand in her pocket, her face slightly pale: "Talk about your son."

Lin Dongshan stopped.

She didn't know exactly what he was going to do, but it disturbed her peace one after another, causing her to be upset: "My son has nothing to do with you."

"Then explain why his surname is Su."

"My ex-boyfriend's surname is Su."

He spoke slowly, looking at her, pressing harder at every step: "Why is it called Gu Yu?"

Lin Dongshan dared not look into his eyes: "There is no why."

He answered on her behalf, calmly and straightforwardly: "Because he was born on the day of Gu Yu."

She defended: "Gu Yu was born prematurely." She clenched her hands, tried to calm down, and tried not to let him see her panic.

Su Lihua approached her: "Do I have to check my DNA?"

He has a weak tone and is bound to win.

Being too close, Lin Dongshan could even smell the clear scent of him. It seemed like nothing, light and shallow, but it was like a net, caged her in it, no retreat.

She raised her eyes and looked at him: "Mr. Su, what do you want to do?"

"You gave me a baby, what do you say I want to do?"

Did he come for Gu Yu?

Lin Dongshan couldn't see through him. She had only seen him three times when she was in Pullman. The first two were glimpses, like looking at the moon in the distance through the fog, stunning but hazy. The third time I saw him was in the room and on his bed. During those three days, she saw him in all manners, pain, joy, struggle, indulgence, too messy, like an unreal dream.

He is like a ball of flame, with the temperature and light she likes, but she can't get close.

"Gu Yu was born by myself and raised by myself," she was firm, "it has nothing to do with you."

"The child is for you, I won't grab it." His eyes fell on her ankle intentionally or unintentionally.

Is not It Cold?

He was thinking about this.

"Then there is nothing to talk about."

Lin Dongshan turned around and left.

He raised his foot and followed behind.

The inpatient department and Puwai were not in the same building, they were almost at Puwai's door. Lin Dongshan turned around, looking annoyed, and glared at him: "Why are you still following me?"

"I said it last time," he said lightly, lightly, "I will be responsible for the three days."

Responsibility?

Yeah, what else can be.

Lin Dongshan's eyes became cold, and he turned away from others: "I don't need you to be responsible, and you don't owe me."

He still said: "Think about me."

After speaking, he went in first.

Lin Dongshan was in the same place, looking up at him, his eyes dared to be brazen.

In the morning, the Gastroenterology Department of Changkang Hospital sent more than 30 patients. It was heard that it was a family gathering. Four tables of people were all food poisoned. Chen Xiangtai had been busy all morning, and there was no time to take a sip of the water. Just after resting, and the stool hadn't been hot, Lao Tan came to her.

"Nurse Chen."

A little cute sitting on the stool turned his head: "Huh?"

Old Tan was a little embarrassed: "Can you do me a favor?"

Nurse Chen was polite and polite: "You said."

Lao Tan said roundly: "Lu Shao didn't seem to sleep well last night and was not in good spirits. It's almost lunch time again. He is still asleep, and I can't wake him up."

Chen Xiangtai knew: "Should I help you wake him up?"

"Yes, I trouble you."

She got up from the stool: "No trouble."

Then she followed Lao Tan to the ward. Lu Xinglan was still asleep, lying upright, with the quilt pulled high, covering his nose, with his eyebrows and forehead exposed.

Chen Xiangtai stood far from the bed.

"Mr. Lu."

"Mr. Lu."

She yelled a few words, but he didn't respond. She couldn't help but walked forward and lay her hands on the hospital bed: "Mr. Lu." She moved forward, "I will kiss you if I stay awake."

The next second, Lu Xinglan opened his eyes.

Old Tan: "..." God! It works as if hitting evil.

Lu Xinglan just woke up, even if he was angry, he lost a bit of deterrence because of his frown: "Chen Xiangtai."

He is usually called by Nurse Chen, and he seldom has such a combined name.

Chen Xiangtai immediately jumped away: "I'm going to work."

She slipped away.

Lu Xinglan supported his waist with one hand and propped the bed with the other. He sat up, straightened his collar first, and glanced at Lao Tan.

Old Tan has a guilty heart: "You haven't been awake, I can't help it."

"Not an example."

Old Tan nodded quickly.

Lu Xinglan got up and glanced at the door of the ward, seeming casually.

Chen Xiangtai went to the cafeteria and went back to the lounge after eating. She had an hour’s lunch break. She wanted to sleep. She didn’t sleep much last night. She kept fighting with her eyelids and just got down—

"Xiangtai," Liu Piaopiao said, "Someone is looking for you outside."

"Who?"

Liu Piaopiao winked his eyebrows: "A man."

male?

Chen Xiangtai didn't know who it was, and when he went out, his face wrinkled when he looked at him.

"Why are you here?"

It is her brother, Chen Debao.

Chen Debao is just one year younger than her. After repeating two studies, he was only in a three-college university where he was admitted to God. Now he is in his junior year. He is tall and thin, with dyed head, and he doesn't dress like a college student. Chen Xiangtai thinks he is a bit "social".

When he saw her, he smiled and said, "Are you rich, sister?"

Chen Xiangtai: "No."

Don't want to care!

Chen Debao is too skinny, with high cheekbones on his face and dangling eyes, like Tan Xiujing. He will give people an uncomfortable cleverness when he smiles: "It doesn't need a lot, two thousand yuan is enough."

"Not two hundred."

She has a fierce expression.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of others, he is still obedient and bullied.

Chen Debao shrugged his shoulders, acting like a fool: "I have no money to eat, don't you care?" He leaned forward to her and touched her with his shoulder, "You are my sister."

Chen Xiangtai hid back: "I still have half a box of instant noodles. Take it away if you want."

Chen Debao smiled, staring up and down on her, like a wolf staring at meat: "You are such a treasure, sister."

Chen Xiangtai disliked his look: "I'm back to work."

As soon as she turned her head, Chen Debao took her arm: "What anxious, we haven't seen you for a long time, go outside and chat for a while."

Chen Xiangtai wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't have enough energy: "It's working time now."

He pressed his body towards her, raised his eyebrows and smiled at her: "You are so beautiful, are there many men chasing you?"

There was a strong smell of men's perfume on his body. Chen Xiangtai held his breath and didn't want to smell it. He didn't know whether he was suffocated or angry, and his face was flushed red.

"You let go!" she shouted at him.

Like a little milk cat, it also pretends to spread its teeth and claws.

Chen Debao was teasing and provocative, tugging her arm and not letting go: "Is there any money among them?"

Chen Xiangtai stepped on his shoes and pushed him away when he screamed. She jumped two meters away, touched a ten-dollar piece in her pocket, and threw it to him: "Go away!"

She ran away after throwing the money.

Chen Debao shouted angrily behind him.

The inpatient department faces south and the window just faces the hospital park.

Lu Xinglan stood in front of the window on the third floor.

Qiao Nanchu walked over: "What are you looking at?"

He closed the window: "Nothing." He turned around, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Nanchu pulled a chair, turned away and sat down: "Come and talk to you about JC."

Lu Xinglan was expressionless, except for a little sleepy: "I'm going to take a nap."

Qiao Nanchu: "..."

Their surname is Lu, and they are as sinister as his mother.

After Chen Xiangtai saw Chen Debao, the mood for the lunch break was gone, and he was sulking.

Liu Piaopiao turned his chair and leaned forward: "Who, suitor?"

"my brother."

Not like it.

Liu Piaopiao just passed by, because of curiosity, he glanced at him: "It doesn't look alike."

Liu Piaopiao must admit that although this girl is not very smart, her face is excellent.

Chen Xiangtai didn't want to talk about Chen Debao at all, just in time, she called.

"Hey."

"Xiangtai."

It is Manager Xu of an insurance company.

"Hello, manager."

Manager Xu’s tone is like a superior condolences to his subordinates. He listens kindly, but actually hides the mystery: "How has the insurance sold recently?"

It's been a long time since Chen Xiangtai went out to sell insurance: "It's been a bit busy recently."

"Good job, the hospital is the easiest place to sell insurance."

This part-time job selling insurance was introduced by Chen Xiangtai's former nursing classmate. She was also very motivated at the beginning. After repeatedly hitting the wall, she wilted: "Manager Xu, I will not sell it anymore."

"what happened?"

"I can't do this business well." Moreover, she has already found a benefactor, so she doesn't have to save money to find someone.

Manager Xu cheered her up: "Don't be discouraged. In our industry, three points depend on contacts and seven points depend on practice. You have to believe that only you can defeat you. As long as you are willing to fight, you will surely win. Forget the poverty of yesterday, seize the opportunity of today and create the wealth of tomorrow..."

In the ten-minute poisonous chicken soup, there was a sentence: "As long as you have a relative who buys one, then your relative's relatives also buy one, relatives' relatives..."

Chen Xiangtai sounded dizzy.

The more Manager Xu said, the more passionate he was, like a chicken blood: "If you don't develop, you won't have money. Development is the last word. As long as the network develops, you won't worry about making money. Tickets, cars, and houses are not a problem. You are Bai Fumei who has reached the pinnacle of life!"

Confused and turned to Chen Xiangtai: "..."

Dumbfounded Liu Piaopiao: "..."

This familiar recipe, this familiar chicken soup...

Liu Piaopiao quickly grabbed the phone, hung up, and asked Chen Xiangtai: "How many insurances have you sold?"

She frustrated: "None of them were sold."

Fortunately, rotten wood cannot be carved.

Liu Piaopiao sincerely suggested: "Don't sell insurance in the future, you should go to Jiangnan Leather Factory to sell mops."

It was not Jiangnan Tannery, it was Jiangbei Furniture City. Chen Xiangtai wanted to explain, but he heard the noise outside.

"What happened outside?"

Liu Piaopiao said: "The family of that patient in the oncology department is here again."

This is the third time this week. In order to treat his wife, the man emptied his family. In the end, the man was gone. The man couldn't accept it. He asked the hospital for compensation. If he said no compensation, he would die.

The next day, the man made a fuss again, and the hospital drove him out.

In the afternoon, Lu Xinglan was discharged from the hospital. The car is in the parking lot on the first floor. He and Lao Tan are waiting for the elevator.

"Mr. Lu."

Lu Xinglan turned around.

Chen Xiangtai ran over, holding a slap-sized gift box in his hand, grabbed his coat and stuffed him in his pocket: "This is a gift from the hospital."

She ran all the way, panting, her eyes rolling.

The girl was born well, her face was flushed and she looked like a peach blossom in March and April. She still clutched his clothes: "You must take care of your body and don't come to the hospital again."

Lu Xinglan wanted to push her away, but he put his hand down, rather unnaturally: "...Hmm."

"I wish you have a nice trip."

"Ok."

Then she let go and looked at him reluctantly: "Then I'm going." She left, and took a few steps... hesitatingly turned back and asked expectantly, "Can you add a WeChat?"

Lu Xinglan: "No."

So ruthless.

Chen Xiangtai was frustrated: "Oh, goodbye."

She waved and left with regret.

Lu Xinglan took out the box in his pocket. He didn't know how long the girl had covered it. It was still hot. He opened it, and there was a small electronic alarm clock in the box.

He clicked the middle button.

"Mr. Lu, get up."

The corner of his mouth hooked.

The second half of the alarm clock: "I'm going to kiss you if I can't afford it."

Lu Xinglan: "..."

Foul language!

He threw the alarm clock back into the box and threw it on the trash can.

The elevator door opened and he went in first.

Lao Tan hesitated and looked at the trash can: "Shao Lu, you don't want it, can I pick it up?" With this alarm clock, it will be much easier to get Shao Lu up in the future.

Lao Tan wanted to have it very much.

Lu Xinglan sternly said, "No."

Ok.

Lao Tan entered the elevator with great regret.

The elevator door closed and descended to the second floor.

Lu Xinglan stretched out his hand and pressed three again. Old Tan looked at him puzzledly. He didn't say a word. After the elevator returned to the third floor, he went down and picked up the alarm clock.

Old Tan: "..." He didn't dare to ask.