Mr. Bo's meeting

Chapter 445 Who Are You? (1 more)
The weather is so good today, it would be a pity not to go out for a stroll.

Yi Zuo thought that it must be boring for this girl to take care of himself here for three days, he wanted to be alone with her here, there were many people outside, and there were many people looking at her, so he just wanted to see her alone .

However, since this girl wanted to go, he would definitely not refuse.

"Okay, go out and have a look."

Seeing that he agreed, Bo gently pushed the wheelchair and took care of him to sit on it.

In the past few days, Yi Zuo has recovered very well, and he came down and took a step or two yesterday, Bo Qingqing can understand his mood, it is undoubtedly suffering for such a proud person like him to lie down all the time.

The idea of ​​going out for a walk today is also the same. He hasn't seen the crowd for almost a week. Bo Weiwei is worried that he will be depressed, and staying in this ward every day is not a very happy thing.

Bo gently pushed him around in the hospital. There are many people here, most of them are British. I have to say that British girls are beautiful, with snow-white skin, golden hair, and blue eyes. The eyeball feels like a work of art.

However, in comparison, she still thinks that she and her sister-in-law are more attractive and pleasing to the eye, especially her sister-in-law, who cannot be compared with these blond women.

The layout of the hospital is not bad, there are flowers, plants and everything. After walking around for a while, Bo Weiwei felt a little tired.

"Brother Zuo, let's sit over there for a while."

Yi Zuo nodded, agreeing.

Along the way, Bo gently pushed him, and neither of them said much, because Wei Wei obviously felt that Yi Zuo didn't want to talk much anymore.

Is it because he can't walk and has to be pushed by her, so he feels inferior?

Bo Weiwei found a place to sit down, and pulled the wheelchair towards her, bringing the two closer together. The man didn't say a word the whole time.

Yi Zuo's depression was clearly felt slightly, and she frowned.

If he is unhappy, she will be unhappy too.

"Brother Zuo, let's sit on the bench together."

Saying that, Bo gently got up and hugged him, and carried him to the bench with all his strength.

I don't know if it's her illusion, Bo Weiwei feels that Yi Zuo doesn't cooperate with her work at all, otherwise she wouldn't have to expend so much effort.

Although he couldn't do it by himself, he could cooperate with her, but he put all his weight on her, with a decadent feeling of letting her fiddle with her.

Bo Weiwei couldn't bear to see him like this anymore, and moved the wheelchair far away before returning.

Sitting down beside him, a pair of beautiful eyes stared round.

"Yi Zuo, what's wrong with you, you're not happy, you can tell me if you don't want to come out!"

She was about to die of anger. These days, she not only had to take care of his body, but also his emotions. She was also very tired, okay?

But he still seems very dissatisfied, what is he going to do!

Yi Zuo couldn't hear what she said now, his eyes fixed on a man not far away.

This man had already appeared when he and Wen Qing walked out of the ward, and followed them all the way, neither far nor near, but at this moment, he walked towards them step by step.

Until he walked behind Qingqing, he nodded to him first, and then called out.

"Miss Gentle."

A familiar voice brought Bo Weiwei back to his senses. He was in a bad mood, and he wanted to disturb her at this time. Is there something wrong with this person?
Bo turned his head angrily, and saw an English man.

This person looked familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen it before, or they all looked alike, so she couldn't tell them apart.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that he can speak Chinese, Bo Qingwei only answered, otherwise he wouldn't give him a look.

With a puff, Yi Zuo laughed.

Thin lightly: "..."

Looking at Yi Zuo, Bo Weiwei felt very speechless, didn't she look like she owed him 100 million just now, what the hell are you laughing at now!
Receiving the slight anger, Yi Zuo stopped smiling.

He didn't dare to laugh anymore, but when he thought of the soft sentence just now, who are you, Yi Zuo couldn't help but want to laugh.

It's so cute.

All the haze just now disappeared for the most part.

Humph, Weiwei doesn't even know him, and he's still angry with Weiwei because Owen is here, hey, it's really not worth it.

Now Yi Zuo felt more at ease, and began to appreciate the blue sky.

Sitting leisurely on the bench, patted the place beside him.

"Gently, come and sit here."

Looking at him looking like he was watching a joke, Bo Qingqing had the urge to slap him to death, but she still sat beside him as she said.

Owen watched the interaction between the two, squinted slightly and smiled.

He didn't look angry at all, and the girls asked who he was, which meant that he had no impression of him.

Owen walked over.

"Miss Qingqing, have you forgotten, we met at the police station a few days ago."

Bo blinked his eyelids lightly, and quickly activated his brain's search skills, but he still couldn't remember who it was.

"I have been to the police station, but I have seen many people. How do I know who you are?"

After that incident, she had been resistant to the British. If it wasn't for Yi Zuo's treatment here, she definitely wouldn't have stayed here.

Trying his best to hold back his laughter, Yi Zuo grabbed Qing Qing's shoulder and let her lean on his shoulder.

Realizing his movement, Bo slightly frowned.

Thinking about his behavior is also very strange, it seems that he was very supportive when she told him that she was going out for a walk, but once he went outside, he seemed to be abnormal.

Bo Qingwei remembered that there was someone following them after they came out, so it was the man in front of him?
Yizuo couldn't be jealous because of this, right?
Looking at his reaction after hearing her conversation with the British man just now, Bo Qingwei became more certain of his thoughts.

Really drunk.

However, the man in front of him was indeed somewhat familiar.

Seeing the two of them being intimate, Owen shook his head and laughed.

It's really childish.

"Miss Gentle, you don't remember, I'm Owen."

Thin lightly: "..."

Uh, it seems that there is such a character, it seems to be the British man who is interested in her.

"Sorry, I can't tell the characters apart, I think you all look the same."

Bo Weiwei speaks the truth without hesitation.

However, she seemed to owe someone a meal.

"Is Mr. Owen here to ask me for a meal I owe you?"

Hearing this, Yi Zuo suddenly raised his head and looked over gently.

"What meal?"

Why do you still owe Owen a meal?
Bo Weiwei's face stiffened, explaining to him.

The last time she made a fuss at the police station, it was Owen who came to solve the siege, so when she came back, she promised to treat him to dinner.

"Yes, Mr. Yi Zuo, we met again. I am really sorry that I couldn't come to see you after you were injured."

It was mainly because he found out the hospital where Yi Zuo was, and this Yi Zuo was really scheming, and he had already reserved a hand for him.

Yi Zuo glanced at him indifferently, speaking with a sticky tone.

"Mr. Owen has a heart, but it seems a little powerless."

Owen laughed heartily.

"Mr. Yizuo, are you praising my Chinese is better, or what, using such obscure words to talk to me, I think Mr. Yizuo is still too flattering me, my Chinese is better Ordinary people are just a little better, so let's talk in a normal tone."

Bo blinked lightly, and then blinked again, the two of them spoke in the same tone, she couldn't understand a word.

If you come to see a patient, just come to see the patient, and you can still see whether you are powerless?
Also, Yi Zuo and Owen seem to know each other, but think about it, the eldest brother has cooperated with Owen, and the eldest brother also told her about Owen's status in the UK, which means that it is very likely that he and Yi Zuo also have cooperation.

"I've always spoken like this. If Mr. Owen doesn't understand what I mean, he can find a translator to explain my potential meaning to you."

No matter what kind of person Owen is, he naturally wouldn't really find an interpreter to prove that he is a language dementia. He just smiled and stopped talking to Yi Zuo.

"Miss Qingqing, should you fulfill your previous promise? I know there is a delicious hotpot restaurant, and I'm just waiting for you to treat me."

(End of this chapter)