Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"What? The **** finally woke up?" Jiang Yuanyuan's voice was transmitted into An Chuxia's eardrums through the phone.

An Chuxia was a little bit dumbfounded for an instant. If Han Qilu is a jerk, then what is Jiang Yuanyuan...

"Mummy, I want to say that since Qilu wakes up, it will not be convenient for me to stay in this ward, or else I should live next door? Or, I can be discharged from the hospital." An Chuxia looked at the cloth. He glanced at the curtain and said slowly.

"What's wrong? I think it's pretty good. Before I picked up at the airport, Qilu was the attending physician during treatment in the United States, and he collapsed, so I won't tell you. Mommy will come as soon as I receive someone." The voice fell, and the phone beep sounded.

An Chuxia had no choice but to put down the phone.

She didn't have any complaints about living in the same ward, anyway, because the ward was so big, she was afraid that Han Qilu would hate it. If he knew that he was too worried about him and moved to this ward, then he would only hate himself, right?

After all, what he likes is Xiang Mankui...

As soon as the three words Xiang Mankui popped out of his mind, the phone screen suddenly lit up again, it was an unfamiliar phone number.

In order not to disturb the doctors, she did not dare to think too much, and quickly pressed the answer button: "Hello, who?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and when An Chuxia was about to hang up, a voice suddenly came: "It's me."

This voice is a bit familiar, but An Chuxia couldn't remember who it was.

Perhaps knowing that An Chuxia did not hear the sound, he said over there again: "I am Xiang Mankui."

An Chuxia was taken aback, and then asked: "How do you know my number?"

He smiled and said contemptuously: "Why do you think like an old woman? Isn't it just a matter of opening my mouth to check the number?"

No one has ever said that she thinks like an old woman. An Chuxia was very unhappy, and the expression on her face became cold: "What are you looking for?"

She asked like that, but she actually guessed that Xiang Mankui called her just to find out about Han Qilu. Xiang Mankui must not be able to enter Han Qilu's ward. I believe Jiang Yuanyuan must have personally explained this. Thinking of this, An Chuxia felt vaguely happy.

"Is Qilu better? What did the doctor say?" Xiang Mankui's voice came again.

Since I want to get news from her, I dare to treat her with such a bad attitude! She glanced at the corner of her mouth, and also learned to speak to Mankui in an accent, and said: "You are really naive, you know I still like Qilu? Do you think I will tell you about him?"

Xiang Mankui on the other end of the phone was so angry that she almost jumped her feet. She raised her hand and put down the cup in her hand. Fortunately, the cup was strong, otherwise she would have to be broken.

"An Chuxia, don't deceive people too much!"

Deceive too much? The word was actually used on her.

An Chuxia took out her ears, half-cured her lips and said, "Just kidding, don't take it seriously. Qilu just woke up, and now the doctor is examining her."

"Wake up?" Xiang Mankui's tone couldn't tell how happy he was: "Then you arrange me to see Qilu."

It was obviously a request, but it became an order when Xiang Mankui said it. An Chuxia frowned slightly. This woman is a bit like Mo Xinwei sometimes, but Mo Xinwei is much more cute than Xiang Mankui!

"I can't arrange this, you should let others help." She was telling the truth, how could she have such great ability to bring Xiang Mankui into the ward? This sunflower really overestimated her ability.

"Hey-An Chuxia, did you deliberately? You just have to talk to the bodyguards at the door and they will let me in, right?" Xiang Mankui lowered his throat and said, "It's not that you don't want to see me and Qilu together?"

"Of course I don't want to." An Chuxia admitted generously: "As you can see, I am not the Virgin Mary you think. I have my own selfishness. What's more, I really don't have the power to let you see Qilu, goodbye."

After speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

At this time, it happened that the doctors' basic examination had been completed, and the curtain was pulled apart. An Chuxia's body couldn't help but tensed, and even adjusted her sitting posture.

What if Han Qilu knew that he had spoken to Xiang Mankui like this? Do you think she is the kind of bad woman who blocks other people's true love?

"Then let's prepare a brain CT map for you. You should take a good rest now. I'll let the nurse come and hang up your medicine in a while." After the doctor's order was over, he took the nurses out.

There is a breath called embarrassment in the air...

What does she have to say now to break this silence? An Chuxia looked at her feet, forget it, is it better to keep silent?

"How is the injury on your foot?" Han Qilu asked suddenly.

"It doesn't matter." An Chuxia thought for a while and said: "Xiang Mankui said that she wanted to see you, but she couldn't get in."

An Chuxia took a peek at Han Qilu after speaking. He didn't show any extra emotions on his face. He just said calmly, "Didn't you listen to the doctor? I need to rest."

"..." She was speechless.

The two were relatively silent for a while, and Han Qilu lay down again, seeming to be asleep. But An Chuxia had nothing to do, so I had no choice but to play with mobile phones.

There is nothing fun on the phone, and at most she just boarded and read the messages left by readers. It may be that there are too few updates recently, and most of the readers’ comments are about reminders.

There have been too many things recently, it’s really not her fault to update her...

Just as An Chuxia was thinking about whether to write a manuscript with his mobile phone, the door of the ward was opened. I saw Jiang Yuanyuan followed by a few foreigners in white coats and a Chinese in casual clothes.

Several doctors talked to Jiang Yuanyuan for a few words and walked straight to Han Qilu with a smile. Looking at Han Qilu, his eyes were softer than usual, and he seemed to have known each other long ago.

So, these are the attending physicians in the United States before Han Qilu?

An Chuxia was ignoring her random thoughts when the man in casual clothes walked up to her with Jiang Yuanyuan.

"In early summer, I thought about it, your proposal is still right, learning needs a quiet environment, so be it, I will arrange for you to go next door now. Oh, yes!" Jiang Yuanyuan patted his head and said to the man. : "Mr. Wen, this is the early summer I told you. I still need your help these days."

With the help of the bodyguards, An Chuxia quickly moved back next door, during which Han Qilu didn't even look at her. She just felt like she was being pressed by a huge rock, she couldn't breathe.

She thought that Han Qilu saved her so desperately because she was still a little different to her. Now it seems...she is being sentimental again.

"Other subjects are better to keep up except mathematics. Then we will focus on mathematics." Teacher Wen opened the math book and looked towards An Chuxia, "Then let's start."

"En!" An Chuxia nodded and quickly followed the teacher's rhythm.

On the other side, Han Qilu was talking to several attending physicians, and Jiang Yuanyuan took the bodyguards out to buy lunch. Han Qilu woke up and hadn't eaten anything yet. Although she always called Han Qilu some kind of brat, she actually felt very distressed for this son.

After the examination, the head of Dr. Jerry nodded with satisfaction: "Your head is really strong enough. Although I haven't seen the latest brain CT, it shouldn't be a major problem."

Han Qilu nodded, and suddenly remembered that he had written a letter to Dr. Jerry before, he asked: "Doctor Jerry, I remember I wrote you a letter long ago, why haven’t I replied at this time? But I have seen you all."

"Letter? I haven't received it." Dr. Jerry looked confused: "So, what is the content of the letter you wrote to me?"

Han Qilu hesitated and asked, "I want to know how I can return the part of my lost memory."

He didn't tell Dr. Jerry that his memory had actually come back in pieces.

"The memory of this thing, since it is lost, let it be lost. Why should you stick to the past?" Dr. Jerry put his hand on Han Qilu's shoulder and patted it lightly: "I know what you say in China. Then, I will give it to you now. "Everything will be the best arrangement." As for when you can recover, it can only be arranged by the Lord."

"I am not a Christian." Han Qilu knew that he couldn't ask the result, so he could only give up.

Everything is the best arrangement?

The appearance of An Chuxia suddenly appeared in his mind. Maybe everything is the best arrangement, right?

"Master Qilu, the brain CT examination has been arranged for you, and you can go for the examination now." A nurse walked to the door to remind.

A few hours later, An Chuxia was gnawing at the math book. High school mathematics is not as good as it was in junior high school. You can do it without doing the sample questions. Often every question involves a lot of knowledge of songs, and you need to use it flexibly.

Teacher Wen has already left, leaving her alone in the ward to conquer the homework left by Teacher Wen.

There are only two questions in the homework, but an hour has passed, and she hasn't even finished one of them.

The door of the ward was suddenly opened. An Chuxia thought it was a nurse, and said without lifting her head, "Okay, I won't sit for too long."

The nurses are really dedicated, coming in from time to time to remind her not to sit for too long. She doesn't think that her foot injury is so serious that she can't even sit. As a Chinese student, she has been sitting since childhood.

"it's me."

The voice was so familiar that it caused An Chuxia to suddenly raise her head, facing Han Qilu's deep eyes.

Heartbeat-missed a beat in an instant.

This guy, why can he be so handsome in a hospital gown? ! It's crazy!

"Why are you here..." An Chuxia concealed the stunning gaze that she had accidentally revealed just now, and asked suspiciously: "Can you walk around?"

"My young master can go wherever he wants, who dares to stop me?" He was still invincible, but An Chuxia was full of peace.