poplar eyes

Chapter 179 Twelve Branches of Pink Lily
At 12:[-] noon, poplar milk tea shop.

A young man holding a pink lily pushed open the black-framed glass door.

"Excuse me, who is Ms. Tang Xiaoya?"

"I am."

Tang Xiaoya left the operating room, and was about to throw the flowers into the trash can after signing as usual, but the scene before her shocked her so much that she instantly dismissed the idea.

Pink lily, pink wrapping paper.

She hurriedly took the bouquet, counted it carefully, and then smiled happily.

"It's for me, is it really for me?"

Asked by Tang Xiaoya out of the blue, the flower sender thought he had delivered the wrong flower, so he quickly checked the order again.

"You are Tang Xiaoya, the last number of your phone..."

"Yes, I am."

Tears welled up in Tang Xiaoya's eyes, she looked at the flowers for a while, and at the boy who delivered the flowers for a while, feeling so excited that she didn't know what to say.

She was so happy she was a little overwhelmed.

"Are you sure it's for me?"

"Yes."

"Quickly help me count, isn't it 12? It's pink, isn't it all blooming? That's right, none of them are blooming, and they are all my favorite flower buds, hahaha."

She quickly ran out of the milk tea shop, but unfortunately there was no one she was thinking about on the road, only pedestrians and vehicles passing by, as usual.

After returning to the store, Tang Xiaoya opened the card distractedly, trying to find a clue from it.

The blessing is very simple, not even a signature.

"Happy birthday, all is well."

Hope dashed again...

Tang Xiaoya stared at the boy who delivered the flower with ashen face, tears streaming down her face.

"What's the customer's name? Is it Chen? What's the phone number? Is it from City X?"

"The bill doesn't show, I don't know."

"You can definitely find out, can't you? Please tell me, I can give you money, as much as you want."

"Sorry, I really don't know."

"There must be a way, please help me?"

"Sorry, I was just running errands."

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Song Hongxia was very worried about Tang Xiaoya's appearance.

She hurriedly helped to sign, and sent the flower delivery guy away.

In fact, she didn't know what Tang Xiaoya meant by the 12. She just thought that the pink lily in the flower bud state was not good-looking at all, and the red rose that was not half-opened was beautiful.

"Little Tang, calm down and drink some water."

"It's really Haoran, it must be him."

"Maybe it's Director Du?"

"Impossible, he only sends red roses, he doesn't know what I like at all, only Haoran knows, only he knows me best. He is not dead, he is indeed still alive."

"Okay, give me the flowers and drink some water first."

Tang Xiaoya hugged Fen Baihe, refusing to let go.

Looking at it, she thought of the car accident, and the appearance of Chen Haoran when the corner of his mouth was bleeding...

Afterwards, Tang Xiaoya felt a sharp pain near her chest, like a needle prick, and then her breathing became short of breath, and she was out of breath.

Seeing this, Song Hongxia hurried to help her.

"Xiao Tang, what's the matter with you, did you suffer from hypoglycemia?"

"It hurts, it hurts."

"Bring sugar water quickly, dial 120 quickly."

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People's Hospital, Cardiovascular Internal Medicine Ward [-], the nurse pushed a small needle, closed the door and went out.

Du Hui held Tang Xiaoya's hand with a smile on his face.

He enjoys this feeling of being needed, it can even be said to be obsessed.Because only at this time, Tang Xiaoya would stay by his side quietly like a kitten.

A few minutes later, Tang Xiaoya slowly opened her eyes, but she was still a little groggy, and her speech was weak.

"Where is this, the hospital?"

"Xiaoya, you're awake, are you hungry?"

"I really want to eat canned food."

Du Hui was very pleased by Tang Xiaoya's answer.

He quickly unscrewed the bottle cap, poured out some green grapes, and fed them spoon by spoon.

The movements are gentle and careful.

After a few mouthfuls, Tang Xiaoya relaxed a lot.

She remembered that today was her birthday and that she had received a pink lily in the store.

"Where's Miss Song?"

"Uncle Li sent her back to the store."

"Where's my lily?

"On the table, look, how beautiful it is."

Tang Xiaoya turned her head to one side, and she saw the beautiful pink lily, so she smiled happily.

However, it soon turned into a frown.

The number of branches of the pink lily is wrong, and the flower shape is also wrong.Each flower is half open, and the message has also changed, saying, "Happy birthday, I love you forever."

Tang Xiaoya looked at the card, her mood fluctuated a little.

"No, it's not this one. It was obviously not this one just now. The flowers are not right. Why are there 16? I counted 12."

"Xiaoya, that's 16! I personally choose each one, with two ends and four ends. Look, how beautiful they are."

"Did you send the flowers?"

"That's right! Lie down quickly, the doctor said that your hypoglycemia is serious again, and you have a little... neurasthenia, you need to stay in bed."

"I counted wrong, my nervous breakdown?"

"Well, lie down quickly."

Tang Xiaoya lay down obediently, and continued to eat her favorite canned green grapes bit by bit.

After a pause, she laughed and cried.

The fragile and helpless appearance made people feel distressed. Du Hui quickly took a tissue and wanted to help wipe it off, but Tang Xiaoya blocked it with his hand.

"What time is it, is Yuan Shaohua here?"

"It's said to be at the station at five o'clock, so it's probably coming soon."

"I don't want to be here."

"Okay, leave the hospital when he comes."

Under the effect of the tranquilizing medicine, Tang Xiaoya became sleepy after talking a few words, and she still fell into a deep sleep.

In fact, she remembered correctly, let alone counted wrongly.

The bunch of pink lilies she received was indeed 12, and they were indeed unopened. They were all flower buds, but they were replaced during the infusion.

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Half an hour ago, Du Hui took advantage of Song Hongxia to accompany Tang Xiaoya in the hospital, and drove to Yanyang flower shop.

He brought Tang Xiaoya's bunch of unopened pink lilies there, and asked the boss for the name and contact number of the flower sender.

Due to concerns about customer privacy, it was quickly rejected.

But when 10 hundred-yuan bills were placed on the cash register, the store owner compromised, after all, no one would have trouble with the money.

"I can check it for you, but it must be kept secret."

"Don't worry, no one will know, and I don't want a third person to know."

The order system is opened...

Password input, customer information at a glance.

On the way back to the People's Hospital, Du Hui had been thinking about Lily and worried.

Not many people knew that Tang Xiaoya suffered from blood phobia and angina pectoris.Apart from her parents, Li Dehua and Song Hongxia, there was only Du Hui.

This is caused by the stimulation of the car accident.

She had already improved, but unexpectedly, a bunch of pink lilies suddenly aggravated her condition and directly caused myocardial ischemia.

The doctor told Du Hui that if something similar to fainting happened again, a coronary angiography must be done.

Although Tang Xiaoya's life will not be endangered at the moment, if she does not pay attention to recuperation, it is very likely to turn into a relatively serious unstable angina, or even acute myocardial infarction.

Therefore, this had to make Du Hui feel lingering fear.

"Surname Tian, ​​mobile phone number of City X."

"So familiar with Xiaoya's situation, who could it be?"

"Better not let me find out, otherwise..."

(End of this chapter)