Soldier King' s Fresh Wife: Mr.Tang, You're so Sweet

Ye Ran's temperature finally returned to normal, and the wound on his arm was effectively treated.

The doctor said to observe again. As long as the high fever does not recur, you can be discharged from the hospital.

At the thought of staying in the hospital for observation, ye ran was in pain. He didn't know how much it would cost for a day and a night.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Tang jingnian. I'm afraid he helped pay the money in advance.

After the doctor left, the nurse came in again and changed Ye Ran's Potion.

After the nurse left, ye ran finally couldn't help asking: "... Mr. Tang, you paid the hospitalization fee for me. Ha, how much is it altogether? I'll transfer it to you."

Then he took his mobile phone and opened wechat.

Tang jingnian is sitting on a chair beside him, skillfully cutting the apple.

This man is too noble, as if he were a royal and noble who came down from the painting. His every move shows elegance and dignity that people dare not look directly at.

Even an ordinary fruit knife, held by his slender and white hand, makes people feel jealous and want to replace it.

Ye ran seems to clearly remember the temperature and power in his hand.

Aware that he was staring at his hand, ye ran raised his hand and scratched his nose in embarrassment.

Then he opened his eyes without trace, and his sight fell on the man's thin lips.

I saw the beautiful thin lips wriggling gently and spit out a string of numbers, "13140 yuan only."

"Cough, cough..."

Ye ran suddenly coughed with his saliva, "how much more?"

Is she auditory hallucination? It's just a little cold. She spent more than 10000 yuan in the hospital for less than a day. Why don't they rob it?

But the money has been spent. What else can she do except pay back the money?

But she couldn't take out more than 10000 yuan for a while.

While ye ran hesitated to borrow some from Wen xiaorou, Tang jingnian's apple was also cut.

He cut the apples into small pieces and put them in a fruit plate.

Then put the fruit tray into Ye Ran's hand.

"For me?"

Ye ran was stunned. He was peeling apples for himself. He was a little warm in his heart.

The man didn't answer her and got up and walked out of the ward.

Ye Ran's eyes followed the man's figure, and his hands were not idle. He forked a small piece of apple with fruit, put it in his mouth and ate it.

When she ate the third apple, the man came back.

At this time, he had a piece of A4 paper and a black neutral pen in his hand.

Ye ran bit the apple and didn't chew it. He looked at Tang jingnian inexplicably.

Then he put the paper on the tea table in front of the sofa, followed by the rustle of the nib rubbing the paper.

What is he doing? Ye ran was confused by Tang jingnian's actions.

"Sign it."

Ye ran looked up strangely at Tang jingnian who had stood in front of him.

"Sign what?"

Should he know he can't afford to pay back now and ask her to sign a deed of sale?

Although his heart was full of doubts, ye ran still accepted the paper.

Tang jingnian was tall, but his body was a little out of the light. Ye ran moved a little, and then he looked at the paper in his hand carefully.

The man's words are vigorous and powerful, and they are through the back of the paper. It looks like a runaway horse flying away. This hand is written with great momentum.

In particular, the word "IOU" should not be too arrogant.

Well, compared with those profiteers who eat people and don't spit bones, he is a businessman with a conscience. At least he cares for her poor man.