Nanai Rice Roll Xiangge did learn it from Gong Mo.

But because she packed it too ugly, the egg skin was muddy, the cucumbers were cut into strange shapes, and the rolled rice rolls were of varying thickness, so they were all contributed to the trash can.

Compared with the self who made the popcorn flavor with fried eggs back then, Xiang Ge is quite satisfied with his performance.

Although the final one brought by Gong Mo's roll, it was just that Xiang Ge personally packed the box. The plate was exquisitely arranged, and it seemed that there was no problem with rounding the sentence "Of course I'm great".

Xiang Ge was holding chopsticks in his mouth and holding his chin, thinking about it all over.

Zhou Xingyan glanced at her in the aftertaste, then looked at the chopsticks in her mouth. His first reaction was to pull them out.

He raised his fingertips and held back.

Xiang Ge bit the tip of the chopsticks with his teeth, and two dark bamboo chopsticks were shaking up and down, and it seemed that they were about to fall off.

Zhou Xingyan's cheeks moved slightly, and suddenly he spoke and called her: "Xiang Ge."

She was still wandering in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, but when she heard his cry, she looked around and subconsciously said, "Ah?"

The bamboo chopsticks slid from her mouth and fell on the marble ground, making a crisp and subtle sound.

Xiang Ge was stunned, lowered his head to look at her chopsticks' body, mourned for two seconds, sighed, and bent down to pick it up.

I missed Zhou Xingyan's instantly bent corner of his mouth.

The woman picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into the edge of the cloth bag that brought the lunch box, looking at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Xingyan: "Nothing, I forgot."

“…”

You pay me your chopsticks!

Xiang Ge looked at him with a look of dismay: "I'm not full yet."

Zhou Xingyan nodded and pretended to be stupid: "Then you eat, I'll have enough."

Xiang Ge stopped talking, and looked at him with beautiful eyes.

Zhou Xingyan suddenly discovered that the girl's eyes were no longer covered with pink eyeshadows. Looking closely, it seemed to be a bit bright and light brown.

The eyeliner was drawn very short and slightly raised, which looked a little different from the previous two times.

Zhou Xingyan was amazed.

Xiang Ge didn't move for a long time, just stared at him, suddenly stretched out his tongue and raised his lower lip beads.

He leaned forward a little, and his forearm pushed the lunch box forward little by little: "Can you lend me your chopsticks?"

Zhou Xingyan paused, put the chopsticks on the lunch box and leaned back to the back of the chair.

Before I could speak, a loud and noisy sound suddenly came from outside, mixed with soft dissuasion of female voices, which became clear from far to near.

Zhou Xingyan reacted very quickly, and he stood up and was about to walk out.

Xiang Ge was startled and stood up as well.

The man who had taken two steps suddenly turned around and his dark eyes were dark: "Sit down."

Xiang Ge was stunned and stood there without moving.

Zhou Xingyan looked at her with the corner of his lips, and his voice lowered a little, "You are here waiting for me, don't come out."

The cursing sounds outside were getting closer and closer, the muffled sound of something hitting the ground, the sound of glassware breaking and the screams of women.

Xiang Ge also understood that it was probably a medical dispute when he came over, so he nodded quickly.

Zhou Xingyan turned around and opened the office door and went out. Xiang Ge directly took out his cell phone to call the police. The man stood at the door and looked out along the glass on the door.

Four men stood outside, and the things that the nurse stood were all lifted to the ground. There was a little nurse on the ground who was supported by several others and stood up with her forearms bleeding.

The leader was holding a steel pipe in his hand, and was knocking on the nurse's platform. When he saw Zhou Xingyan coming out of the door, he walked over directly with his steps. The stick in his hand crossed the ground and made a sensational "sharp" sound. He had a loud voice and was shouting fiercely: "Are you a doctor? Call your dean here!"

Xiang Ge's knuckles holding his cell phone were a little white, and he turned his back to the wall to make a phone call. Zhou Xingyan was also talking outside, and there were loud noises. Xiang Ge covered one ear with one hand and reported the address to the police on the floor.

As a result, just after he finished speaking, before the phone could be hung up, the roar of the man outside suddenly became louder, and Zhou Xingyan's voice mixed with it, calling her name.

Xiang Ge subconsciously turned around and happened to see the steel pipe in the man's hand swinging high. The cold metal end was shining under the cool-toned lights of the hospital corridor, and it quickly and fiercely hit the glass-

Xiang Ge reacted instantly, fell backwards, threw his cell phone aside, and raised his arms to protect his face tightly.

The buttocks hit the cold marble floor with a muffled sound, and the sound of glass shattering and falling to the ground was all around her.

Xiang Ge closed his eyes, but the person didn't move, and there was a burning pain on his arms, but she didn't dare to move it away, for fear that any broken glass pieces would hurt her face.

Her ears were full of screams from women, roars and swearing from men, messy footsteps and dull collisions. She kept keeping this movement for about six or seven seconds, and suddenly a pair of cold hands put on her wrist.

Xiang Ge raised his head and opened his eyes.

Zhou Xingyan squatted beside her, his clothes were messy.

Xiang Ge swept him up and down, and then he was relieved after confirming that there was nothing in his hand.

Her arm hurt so much that she wrinkled her nose, shook off two pieces of glass on her white shirt, turned her hand over, and there were two very light-looking scratches on her forearm, bleeding.

Zhou Xingyan's thin lips tightly pursed his stiff lines, his voice a little dumb: "Can you stand up?"

Xiang Ge looked up at him, his eyes were wet, "The butt hurts..."

Zhou Xingyan didn't say anything, bent his knees with one hand, carefully avoided her arm and picked up the person horizontally, and left the office.

The security guard of the hospital outside the door rushed over and temporarily controlled several people. Zhou Xingyan nodded to another doctor beside him, walked straight through the corridor to the stairwell and walked upstairs.

Xiang Ge hooked his neck with one hand, stared at the fair neck skin in front of him, his eyes went up to the tight jawline, and then slid to the man's rolling Adam's apple, and felt that the pain on his arms was relieved a lot.

Her eyes were too unscrupulous. Zhou Xingyan walked upstairs quickly while lowering his eyelashes to look at her. His pupils were black and his voice was cold, "Is it over?"

The man's eyes and voice were a little terrifying, and Xiang Ge obediently withdrew his gaze.

Upon the first floor, Zhou Xingyan held her and turned into the duty room. A man was writing something at the table inside.

Hearing footsteps, he raised his head casually and saw Zhou Xingyan coming in with a woman in his arms. He was stunned for three seconds, his eyes fell on Xiang Ge's bloody forearm, and he quickly reacted and got up and went out.

Zhou Xingyan put the person on a single bed next to him. The doctor happened to come in and walked over with a tray in his hand, "How did you do it?"

Zhou Xingyan pulled a chair and sat next to him: "Glass."

The man nodded, bent down, and just as his hand was about to reach over, his movements suddenly stopped. He turned his head and looked at the person next to him, raising his eyebrows: "Come on?"

“…”

"I can't bear to bear?"

Zhou Xingyan wanted to kick him: "Hurry up."

The man shrugged, pulled over to the singer's arm, and then took small tweezers from the tray to disinfect it, except for a few tiny pieces of glass inside.

Several of them were tied a little deep, and the tip of the tweezers was bleeding profusely, and Xiang Ge was so painful that he shrank backwards.

The tiny pieces were taken out one by one, and the tray was covered with blood-soaked gauze and disinfectant cotton. After being disinfected and bandaged, Xiang Ge's eyes turned red, but he didn't say a word throughout the whole process.

Zhou Xingyan sat next to him and watched, his jaw stretched slightly and his eyelids jumped like a spasm.

The man looked at him, then at the girl sitting by the bed. The man was carrying a tray and went out with great sensibility.

Xiang Ge's pain had not recovered yet, and Zhou Xingyan didn't say anything, and the whole room was silent for a moment.

The woman raised her arms, her shoulders shrank in pain, her facial features wrinkled together pitifully, and her eyes were wet.

Xiang Ge felt like he had become pretentious.

That is, I was cut a little skin by the glass. Why did he feel like he was seriously injured and urgently needed rescue because he was here?

Thinking of this, she raised her head and glanced at the man sitting next to her.

Zhou Xingyan happened to be watching her too.

She sat on the bed, shorter than the chair, and had to look at him slightly with her head raised.

Zhou Xingyan's eyes were calm, there was a dark and deep emotion in his eyes, and the corners of his lips were a little tight. After a while, he called her in a low voice: "Xiang Ge."

His low and hoarse voice was less cold and indifferent.

Xiang Ge was stunned when he heard him calling her name, and then he laughed.

"I'm here." Her head tilted, her upper body leaned forward slightly, and looked straight at him from the bottom of his side, "What do Dr. Zhou want to say?"

Zhou Xingyan stopped talking and just looked at her with his lips pursed.

Xiang Ge raised his long eyelashes and smiled, "Doctor Zhou wouldn't say it? Then I'll say it."

She stood up and walked two steps forward to him, approached her, bent her upper body low, her lips approached his ears, and air flowed onto his ears.

She was about to speak with a slight movement of her thin lips.

The sound of the door handle twisting open sounded. The doctor who had bandaged Xiang Ge before came in, raised his head and shouted: "Ayan, I'll put it-"

Halfway through, he stopped.

In his duty room, Zhou Xingyan was sitting on his chair. The girl who had been hugged in with his tight face before was bowing her waist. The two of them were close together and their heads were put together, not knowing what they were doing.

When the two of them heard the sound, they turned their heads and looked over in unison.
Chapter completed!