The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Chapter 143
Lan Shan was stunned for a while.

He said casually, "What's the noise? Forgot."

"That's a fight."

Jiang Ningwan said with certainty.

"Otherwise, why did you run away and let him look for you all day, almost turned the whole Ancheng upside down."

Jiang Ningwan recalled how Lu Suiran was fighting the rain by the river that day, and said a little sadly: "You will be like this in the future, quarrel when you have to fight, fight if you want to get started...don't let people find you again."

Lan Shan looked at her.

did not speak.

"Don't say you can't, haven't you always played well against Fu Xiaosan before?"

Jiang Ningwan followed her mother's tone.

Fu Xiaosan, Fu Huxie comes as soon as he catches the tongue.

Lan Shan wanted to sigh, but she didn't.

Jiang Ningwan asked her caringly: "Are you afraid you won't be able to beat me?"

Lan Shan nodded.

Just go ahead.

Jiang Ningwan couldn't help laughing, "The surname is Mo. When I beat him, he won't fight back."

"Do you still dare to hit him?"

Lan Shan was surprised.

Xiao Nizi is a little white rabbit in front of Mo Siyuan.

Occasionally, it's not that man's opponent.

"Why don't you dare?"

When Jiang Ningwan heard this, she was unhappy, "I thought you were the same to Lu Suiran."

Speaking of this.

Jiang Ningwan felt wronged for Lan Shan.

"Isn't he better looking, more capable, and richer?"

Jiang Ningwan was very angry.

"Uh-huh."

Lan Shan nodded the head of the shop.

There was a slight smile in Taohua's eyes.

Only then did Xiao Nizi realize that she was praising others just now, "It's been frozen for three feet all day, and it's worth [-] to [-] yuan. If I want to change someone else's favorite, there are too many handsome guys in Ancheng. I really can't do it myself." Draw one and watch it every day.”

Jiang Ning looked at Lanshan firmly, "Why don't I draw you a better-looking one than Lu Suiran, and make you a real-life pillow, and I can do whatever I like every day."

Lan Shan couldn't help but squeeze Xiao Nizi's hand.

It was fleshy, very white, and looked like boneless chicken feet when pinched.

It made her hands extraordinarily slender and fleshless.

Lan Shan was a little lost in thought.

"You don't want it?"

Jiang Ningwan asked in frustration.

"It's no use."

Decline said.

I don't know when it got dark outside.

Someone knocked on the door.

"I'll go."

Jiang Ningwan jumped up, ran over and opened the door.

Lan Shan glanced over there, she was a thickly dressed boy with a lunch box in his hand, "Excuse me, is it Lu..."

I haven't finished a sentence yet.

He was interrupted by Jiang Ningwan's surprised voice, "Jomo! Why is it you? Are there no classes in school? Are you still running outside in such cold weather, delivering food?"

After hearing what Xiao Nizi said, Lan Shan took another look outside.

A very handsome big boy, dressed like a bear, can still be seen to be handsome, basically all supported by his appearance.

Very familiar.

But Lan Shan couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

He answered vaguely, "I'm asking again, is it Mrs. Lu?"

"Ah."

Lan Shan sat up.

Watching the man named Qiao Mo bring in the food, the boxes were laid out on the table beside the bed.

The movement is a bit slow, I don't know if it is frozen or what.

His hands were still shaking a little.

Jiang Ningwan kept staring at him.

It feels like I want to say something, but then I hold back and don't let go.

Soon.

Jiang Ningwan's cell phone rang.

It happened to be beside the bed, and Lan Shan glanced at it when she picked it up.
Caller ID: Mr. Lu from Shanshan's house.

With a flick of her finger, Lan Shan accepted it.

she didn't speak
There was just a connection, and there was a slight silence for a while.

"Is dinner here yet?"

Lu Suiran's voice was very gentle.

Lan Shan walked to the window and opened the window grilles wide, facing the cold wind made people feel very clear, "Here we are."

"You can eat something casually first, I have something to come over here later."

Lu Suiran said, "I've already told Wanwan about the dose of the medicine, you should take a look when you take it, don't make a mistake."

There seemed to be someone talking next to him.

The voice was a bit fuzzy, and Lan Shan couldn't hear it clearly.

"Hmm." There was a sound.

Cute and docile.

Neither of them spoke any more.

Lan Shan thought, he should be about to hang up the phone.

Lu Suiran said: "Don't keep lying on the window, it's windy."

"No……"

Lan Shan couldn't help but look down.

At night, there were not as many people as during the day, but there were still a few people coming in and out.

However, there is no sign of Mr. Lu.

"Bored?"

Lu Suiran asked her, but before she could answer, he continued, "I'll take you out for a walk in a few days."

Lan Shan responded, "Okay."

When she turned her head, she saw Jiang Ningwan's gaze that had been looking this way, and said, "I'm hungry, you should hurry up and have dinner."

hang up the phone.

Walk back and hand the phone back to Jiang Ningwan.

I feel that Xiao Nizi's expression is a bit tragic.

Qiao Ran, who seamlessly switched from prostitution to food delivery, also stood still, but his dim eyes fell on the various porridge on the table.

There are five or six kinds of sweet and salty, and they are all for two people.

The double-layer insulation box is just like this.

It is not affordable in ordinary small shops at all.

"Come and eat."

After Lanshan sat down, she called Jiang Ningwan.

The little girl whose eyes light up when she sees something to eat usually has something wrong with her reaction today.

She couldn't help asking, "No money?"

"Give it."

The boy said, "I have never paid you the money I owed you before." He unbuttoned his thick coat for a long time, took out a card and handed it to Lan Shan, "This is the money I have saved during this time, I don't know if it is enough Return it to you, the password is the first six digits of the bank card."

Lan Shan didn't answer.

She is not very interested in any man's bank card except Lu Suiran.

"Last time in Zui Sheng Meng Se..."

Jomo spoke as if he was stuck.

It seems that there is such a person, but Lan Shan can't remember clearly.

Anyway, if you meet such a person on the street, you will have to pay back the money with your bank card.

She must have thought it was a scam.

Lan Shan never picked up.

Jomo directly put the card on the table, pushed it towards her, and bowed at 100 degrees or more than [-] degrees, "Thank you."

Jiang Ningwan kept talking beside her, but she didn't interrupt for a long time.

It was hard to hold back a sentence, "You're welcome."

Lan Shan lowers her head to drink the porridge.

No desire to talk to people.

Jiang Ningwan is only one year younger than her, but she has been raised by that guy Mo Siyuan since she was a child and has almost developed a state of being unable to take care of herself. She looks like she is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

His IQ has plummeted, and sometimes he is not as good as a primary school student.

"you……"

Qiao Mo looked at Lan Shan and drank porridge slowly and methodically. This is an advanced ward of the hospital, and she was not wearing a hospital gown.

But living here is obviously not as simple as a cold and fever.

Jiang Ningwan was quite distressed: "Hey, how many times have I told you that you don't need to pay back the money..."

Qiao Mo was about to say something when the phone rang suddenly, "Sorry, I have to go first."

He glanced at Lan Shan, then trotted out the door.

"This person..."

Jiang Ningwan kicked the bank card on the table for a while.

Lan Shan pinched her fingers and handed it to her, "Keep it or return it to him, it's up to you."

"Isn't he going to pay you back?"

Jiang Ningwan touched the bowl of porridge and took a sip, "It tastes pretty good."

Lan Shan said: "Mo Siyuan has already given me the money, this is not mine."

Jiang Ningwan, "Oh."

While drinking the porridge, I started to lose my mind.

Since she was born, Xiao Nizi has never worried about money.

The only hobby is painting.

I especially like the kind of boy with a white face and big eyes that are too delicate.

Almost, just like Jomo.

Lan Shan drank half a bowl of porridge, glanced at Jiang Ningwan, and found that she only moved a couple of mouthfuls at the beginning.

Don't know what to think.

But after eating, sleepiness soon came up.

Jiang Ningwan didn't drag her around to talk nonsense like she did during the day.

Holding the baby drawing board to write and draw for a while, I didn't draw anything.

Instead, he held Qiao Mo's bank card and looked at it in a daze.

"Go home."

The surroundings became very quiet, Lan Shan lay on the bed covered and said something.

"It's still early."

Jiang Ning held her chin, "The surname Mo said he would come to pick me up on the way. Anyway, I'm fine when I go back. I can still see beauties and find inspiration here."

As Jiang Ningwan said, she moved the pen on the drawing board.

Lan Shan originally thought that she would not be able to sleep in the hospital.

But when sleepiness came up, it was not vague at all.

Consciousness quickly becomes clouded.

Even how Jiang Ningwan left and when Lu Suiran would come back didn't know.

In the middle of the night.

The man touched her forehead with some warm hands.

Very comfortable.

Lan Shan closed her eyes and rubbed against his palm.

Lu Suiran lay on the other side of the bed, Lanshan didn't take up much space when she was sleeping, she looked very cute and cute.

Soon.

Lan Shan turned around, faced him, put her arm on his body, and fell asleep again.

Lu Suiran never fell asleep.

Lanshan's reaction to his illness was really beyond his expectations.

Even though she stayed in the hospital peacefully, she was completely resistant to surgical treatment, and she couldn't get it back in a while.

As for the proliferation speed of cancer cells, there is really not so much time to kill.

Lu Suiran reached out and touched Lanshan's brow.

In her sleep, she unconsciously leaned over.

The lights in the ward were turned off.

Only the white light of the corridor came in.

Looking at Lan Shan's pale and thin face, he squeezed it, and there was almost no flesh on his face.

Lu Suiran looked at her.

The sleeping man suddenly frowned, his originally steady breathing became rapid, and the hand placed on him couldn't help but clenched into a fist.

As if I couldn't breathe.

Lu Suiran stood up abruptly, lifted the quilt from her body, and kept stroking her back gently.

"Depression."

"Gu Lanshan!"

"Inhale!"

The light was turned on by him.

When Lan Shan opened her eyes, the thin lips of the man in front of her had turned slightly white.

She opened her mouth to take a deep breath, choked suddenly, and then leaned on the edge of the bed, coughing violently.

Lu Suiran patted her on the back lightly, and stretched out his other hand to the side of the bed to ring the bell.

"do not."

Lan Shan reached out and pressed his hand down.

(End of this chapter)