Sir, Madam is in a gossip again

"Come? Have you been here? Who told him? " This time it was Han Jingshu's turn to be surprised. She had a good impression of Ji Liangchuan for the first time.

Maybe he just recognized the wrong person. He still has feelings for Nangong orange, a fool.

"I don't know." Nangong orange didn't explain anything and ate the meal in a big gulp.

Han Jingshu blinked and looked carefully at his friend across the street. Suddenly, a dog leg put down his dishes and chopsticks and sat in front of Nangong orange with a serious face.

"Let me analyze it for you. Maybe Ji Liangchuan's lack of heart just recognized his wrong wife.

However, after you left, he came to you thousands of miles away. That shows a problem. He has you in his heart. "

"So what?" Nangong orange came faintly, which made Han Jingshu feel powerless.

Did this fool really put down Ji Liangchuan's big pig hoof?

"I mean, if you haven't given up on him..."

"I'll go to bed first. I haven't been home lately. I'll have your room cleaned up. Take your time. Be careful not to lose my ball! " Nangong orange went upstairs without waiting for Han Jingshu to speak.

Bai Tuanzi followed him. The posture was called a proud girl. Han Jingshu wanted to pinch a white little guy like snow. He was a thief.

Han Jingshu watched one person and one dog go upstairs, especially the fat little milk dog. At first glance, she was not easy to get along with.

Han Jingshu chewed. Was Nangong orange's brain kicked by a donkey, or was she too busy and stupid recently?

She dialed nangongsen the next second, and the phone soon got through.

"Nangongsen, it's really nice of you to stay here for a while and try whether she is your own sister!"

"What's the matter, making such a big fire?"

"My suggestion is to get her out of here and send someone back!"

"Come on, I have to hang up in advance."

"Hello..."

Hang up?

Han Jingshu gnashed her teeth in anger and called to shut down the machine.

Forget it, don't worry about her.

Nangong orange lay down and fell asleep. Even Han Jingshu didn't notice when she came in.

"The Lord who protects the calf, go aside!" Han Jingshu patted Bai Tuanzi and looked at Nangong orange who was asleep.

Sleep so dead?

Han Jingshu was going to turn around and leave. It may be a professional habit. She turned back again. Only then did she find that her face was red and her breath was short.

The temperature on her forehead is frightening. Is she catching a cold?

"Come on, take it to the nearest hospital..."

The bodyguard was also frightened and almost stepped on the accelerator all the way.

Han Jingshu watched Nangong orange being pushed into the emergency room. She looked at the bodyguards walking back and forth.

"Stop turning, turn my dizziness."

The bodyguard did not move as expected. He sat down quietly and looked at the heavy door.

Han Jingshu's intuition told her that Nangong orange's depression should be aggravated

It seemed that the nurse came out after waiting for a century.

"How's it going?" Han Jingshu said eagerly.

"She has a bad cold. She's not in good spirits. Your families can't be careless! "

Han Jingshu nodded and returned to the general ward together.

What should I do!

Han Jingshu found Ji Liangchuan's phone in the call record. She hesitated and called out.

Doodle

No one answered the other end of the phone.

"Where is this?" Nangong orange opened his eyes and saw the white wall and the pungent smell of disinfectant.

"Just wake up. Is there anything uncomfortable?" Han Jingshu smiled and carefully helped her sit up and said.