Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 142 I'll Give You Half a Month's Vacation

About an hour later, the door of the operating room opened.

The moment the door opened, Zhou Miao's body tensed up, and she subconsciously looked at He Hanchuan, fearing that he would rush over now and cause Xiang Wan's emotions to fluctuate again.

But He Hanchuan just looked into the operating room for a while without moving, and then asked the doctor who came out, "How is it?"

"It's nothing serious." The doctor took off his mask, wiped the sweat from his head, and said, "Miss Xiang's body is too weak and needs a good rest. My suggestion is, if you know someone who has trouble with Miss Xiang, just Tell him (her) not to visit Miss Xiang these days."

Hearing this, Zhou Miao swallowed her saliva, and glanced at He Hanchuan secretly.The last time she sneaked a peek at him, just happened to meet him peeking at her, she felt cold all over, and quickly lowered her head, not daring to glance randomly anymore.

"...Mmm." He Hanchuan looked into the operating room for a while, clenched his knuckle fingers slightly, and quickly let go, then turned and walked towards the elevator.

Zhou Miao looked at his back, her back relaxed slightly, but her nerves were still tense.

"Your name is Zhou Miao?" He Hanchuan turned around suddenly, looked at her and asked.

"Ah?" Zhou Miao thumped in his heart, straightened his back again, and said with a trembling voice: "Well, my name is Zhou Miao, the one of the three waters."

He Hanchuan hummed, and said lightly, "I'll give you half a month's leave."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the elevator entrance and got on the elevator.

When the elevator door closed, Zhou Miao came back to her senses. Mr. He suddenly said to give her half a month's leave?Could it be for the convenience of her taking care of Xiang Wan?

She brushed her broken hair behind her ears, muttered something in a low voice, and pushed Xiang Wan to the ward with the nurse.

Maybe it was because the effect of the anesthesia hadn't subsided, and Xiang Wan was still asleep, so Zhou Miao felt that she was worrying for nothing.If she knew this, she wouldn't have said those outrageous things to Mr. He just now.

Ding!
The elevator reaches the first floor.

He Hanchuan got off the elevator, and when he left the hospital, he happened to meet Jiang Qingran at the door.She was sitting in a wheelchair with a bouquet of flowers on her knees. The person standing behind the wheelchair this time was not Jiang Qifeng, but a servant of the Jiang family.

"Brother Hanchuan." Jiang Qingran called out, and said softly, "Are you coming to see Xiang Wan too?"

He Hanchuan glanced at her, pulled his lips, and asked without answering, "How do you know I'm here?"

"Ah?" A little surprise appeared on Jiang Qingran's pretty face, and then she smiled, "Brother Hanchuan, did you misunderstand? I didn't come to the hospital today to look for you, but to visit Xiang Wan."

He Hanchuan snorted lightly, turned around and left without saying a word, neatly.

"Brother Hanchuan!" Jiang Qingran frowned slightly, then quickly let go, and called out to him, "Besides visiting Xiang Wan, I have something else I want to talk to you about."

He Hanchuan stopped, turned around, but didn't come back, but looked at her from a distance, with a half-smile, "Uncle Wu told you I'm here?"

Uncle Wu is the driver of the He family, his mother will not tell Qingran about his whereabouts, only Uncle Wu is left.

"I have something to ask you, so I just asked Uncle Wu, don't think too much." Jiang Qingran sighed softly, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

He Hanchuan chuckled, "What are you overthinking? Do you always know where I am and connect you with Uncle Wu?"

"I just said don't think too much, brother Hanchuan put such a big pot on Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu really died unjustly." Jiang Qingran bit his lip and scolded him.

He Hanchuan stood in the backlight and looked at her, his eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"After visiting Xiang Wan, I have something to talk to Brother Han Chuan, is it convenient?" Jiang Qingran gently broke the silence between the two.

He Hanchuan didn't say that Fang was inconvenient, but said: "Don't come to see Xiang Wan these days."

"Aren't you afraid of what I might do to Xiang Wan?" Jiang Qingran smiled bitterly, "Xiang Wan is my former friend after all, and there are so many people in the hospital, I just wanted to do something to Xiang Wan, but I didn't Chance."

"Brother Hanchuan thinks of me so viciously, it really makes me sad."

He Hanchuan raised his eyelids, and his brows were stained with sarcasm, "If you appeared in front of Xiang Wan, you already did something to her."

Jiang Qingran's body froze for a moment, and the bitterness in his eyes increased a bit.

She didn't speak, but the maid behind her couldn't help it anymore, "Mr. He, Miss Xiang did such an unforgivable thing to our lady, our lady not only magnanimously gave up suing her, but also came to the hospital sincerely regardless of the past. Visit her."

"But you say that about our lady, it's too confusing!!!"

He Hanchuan glanced at the maid lightly, and the maid who was still angry just now immediately lowered her head, not daring to look at him, but the anger and unwillingness in her expression did not dissipate.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on Jiang Qingran, and he said slowly: "Those who can generously forgive murderers who want to kill themselves, regardless of previous suspicions about being kind to each other, are divided into three categories: saints, false saints, and villains. People with no brains."

He bent over, looked directly at Jiang Qingran, and said word by word: "But I don't think Qingran is like a saint, nor is he like a person with a dull mind."

The smile on Jiang Qingran's face could hardly be maintained, she bit her lip, a layer of water appeared in the bottom of her eyes, she looked very charming, "Brother Hanchuan, you..."

"Didn't you want to talk to me? Let's go." He Hanchuan didn't even look at her, and indifferently withdrew his gaze, turned and walked out.

"Miss, Mr. He is spitting blood!" The maid stared at He Hanchuan's back, aggressively, but lowered her voice as much as possible so as not to be heard by the people in front.

Jiang Qingran smiled, but said gently but bitterly: "Don't talk nonsense, Brother Hanchuan is not that kind of person."

As she spoke, she turned the wheelchair and walked out.

The maid looked at the flowers on her knees, and hesitated, "Then... shall we not visit Miss Xiang?"

Jiang Qingran's wheelchair stopped, picked up the flowers on his lap, handed them to her, and said, "Throw it away, this flower smells a bit pungent, I'll buy other flowers to see Xiang Wan some other day."

"Oh." The servant stepped forward to push the wheelchair, frowned and said: "If you want me to say, a murderer like Xiang Wan is not worthy of you to visit her. No matter how you cover Baiyanlang's heart, you won't be able to warm it up!"

Jiang Qingran smiled slightly, and said softly: "No matter what, Xiang Wan was always my friend before, and I can't be unrighteous if she is unkind."

It was almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and the two entered the nearest Japanese grocery store.

Jiang Qingran ordered a bunch of things, then looked at He Hanchuan and said, "Brother Hanchuan likes to eat, I've ordered almost all of them, see if there is anything else that needs to be added."

"No need." He Hanchuan said.

With some people, ordering food is a waste, because there is no mood to eat at all.

(End of this chapter)