Mr.president, you are too gentle

However, it is not a familiar room, but a completely strange environment. Fu Xiaoxiao suddenly woke up. The last bit of sleep disappeared. She sat up straight and leaned against the pillow.

The sky blue quilt slipped with her movements. She looked around and confirmed that she didn't know the place. Uneasy and confused in my heart, I gradually recall everything yesterday in my mind, inexplicable fatigue, and the man's irregularity

Thinking, Fu Xiaoxiao's face turned white. She opened the quilt and wanted to get up. She was very anxious. They all said that drinking missed her whole life. It was really too bad.

It happened that a little nurse pushed the door in and saw Fu Xiaoxiao wake up with a little smile on her face. "Are you awake?"

When Fu Xiaoxiao was wondering where it was, another angel in white came in. She looked at the little nurse for a long time and hesitated to ask, "where is this? How can I be here?"

Maybe she was a little cute. The little nurse pursed her mouth and smiled softly and said, "of course, this is a hospital. You won't come because you are ill."

"Hospital?" look at the little nurse's dress. Fu Xiaoxiao has already had this reaction, but the decoration of the ward is really too warm, which makes her dare not guess for a moment. Now that she had a definite answer, she looked carefully again. Sure enough, some of the equipment around her was still like a hospital.

It's just that the ward looks too advanced, so fu Xiaoxiao doesn't react immediately.

The little nurse was instructed by Cheng shaozhao and naturally explained smoothly. "Yes, you were taken to the hospital yesterday for alcohol allergy. Later, you were fed a little valium and slept until now."

Somehow, Cheng shaozhao didn't want Fu Xiaoxiao to know so much about the darkness of society. I just feel that if Fu Xiaoxiao knows that he has been drugged, he will be frightened.

When girls encounter such things, it is inevitable that girls will have a little inferiority complex in the future. So Cheng shaozhao simply told the little nurse that she was allergic to alcohol and had less trouble.

"Alcohol allergy." Fu Xiaoxiao read it, as if he could explain the inexplicable softness of his whole body yesterday.

She looked down and sure enough, she had been changed into a patient's suit. Yesterday's memory was interrupted, and she didn't remember who sent it. Just a little more happiness in my heart, I feel at ease in the hospital.

Fu Xiaoxiao now asked three questions, so he had to ask the nurse: "excuse me, who sent me here yesterday?"

With Cheng shaozhao's instructions, the little nurse naturally refused to say Cheng shaozhao's name. Just chuckled: "it's just a young man. He should be a friend. Nuo, here's the breakfast he bought for you. You can eat it when you wake up. Your allergic symptoms are better. You can leave the hospital after cleaning up later."

With the little nurse's eyes, Fu Xiaoxiao saw the breakfast on the table. It was well packed in a thermos box. She opened it. There were warm soybean milk and porridge, and a layer of small steamed buns on it.

It seems to make people move their fingers and pay for such a small breakfast. But the doubt didn't solve. She couldn't be happy. She twisted her eyebrows and asked, "where's the man who sent me?"

"Let's go. The clothes are on the bedside table. Just go out and go through the discharge formalities."