Zhou Miaoyu turned his head slowly, looked at her, and slowly said, "Does it have anything to do with you? At least I didn't have someone, um."

If she hadn't saved herself tonight, Qiao Sijia promised that she would have caught Hua Zhou Miaoyu's face.

Damn, it's too ungrateful!

A bitch is just pretentious, this is Zhou Miaoyu’s only opinion on Qiao Sijia.

My head must be funny, why should I go back to save her?

Let her be forgotten by Xu Dafeng, the dead pervert and the other one.

Unfortunately, if she could let this happen, ignoring her, and standing by, she would not be Zhou Miaoyu.

There is a saying that tolerant towards the enemy is to treat one's own cruelty.

In this way, she treats herself quite cruelly. She simply means being cruel to the end and doing good people to the end.

"Where to live? Send you back."

"Jinghe Community."

"What? Are you living in Jinghe?" Zhou Miaoyu was surprised, "Is it true or false?"

"I moved there last month! Can't it work?" Qiao Sijia snorted, turned her head and leaned against the car window, stopping talking.

Zhou Miaoyu gritted her teeth, resisted the urge to throw her out of the car, and restarted the car.

After entering Jinghe's community, she went downstairs where Qiao Sijia lived. She untied her seat belt and pushed open the car door.

Even though I was reluctant, I still squeezed out two words from my teeth: "Thank you."

"Oh, Director Qiao is saying thank you to me? This is the first time I have heard it." Zhou Miaoyu raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Qiao Sijia got out of the car and said in a deep voice: "You are not allowed to tell me what happened tonight. If the third person knows, I will definitely kill you to silence me!"

"Just rely on you?" Zhou Miaoyu said coldly.

Qiao Sijia stopped quarreling with her and closed the car door.

Taking out your cell phone, Zhou Miaoyu said, "Yao Jinglan, Yao Jinglan, tell me, who is you, it's not good to live in the same community with, but I just have to do this little woman Qiao Sijia!"

After dialing the number out, no one answered it for a long time. It probably was silent.

Zhou Miaoyu put away his cell phone and drove directly to the downstairs of Yao Jinglan's apartment.

Thinking about it, the two of them haven't seen each other for a long time, it just happened to give him a surprise.

The doorbell rang and Yao Jinglan woke up in a daze.

He had a fever.

After taking all the medicines you can take at home, cover yourself with a quilt and fall asleep.

The harsh doorbell ringing kept chattering, as if the door didn't open, the people outside would keep pressing it.

Dragging his tired and sick body, Yao Jinglan lifted the quilt and stood up.

It took about 5 minutes before he reached the door. He held the door handle and opened the door.

"Minglan." The person outside the door smiled and shouted, and the next second, his face changed.

"Jinglan!" He stepped forward and held his body that was about to fall down. Zhou Miaoyu gritted his teeth, "Jinglan, what's wrong with you?"

Yao Jinglan leaned on Zhou Miaoyu's hot body. When she heard her voice, she felt a little energetic, "It's okay, yes, I have a little fever."

"Damn! You can't do this! Go to the hospital!"

Hospital.

"The patient had a fever of 40 degrees, why did he only send it now?" The nurse took Yao Jinglan's temperature and frowned.

"Wait a minute, I'll call the doctor over!"

"Okay, please trouble you." Zhou Miaoyu nodded quickly and held Yao Jinglan's hand. "Jinglan, cheer up a little, it'll be fine soon, Jinglan."

The doctor first gave Yao Jinglan an emergency cooling treatment. After giving him an injection, he hung up the water.

Yao Jinglan's face turned red and his lips were peeling off.

The nurse gave Zhou Miaoyu a cup and asked her to dip the water inside with a cotton swab to wipe his lips.

I called my family and stayed in the hospital tonight to take care of Yao Jinglan.

By midnight, Yao Jinglan finally subsided.

However, Zhou Miaoyu didn't dare to sleep and kept guarding his bed.

At two o'clock in the morning, Yao Jinglan woke up.

Opening his eyes, the strange ceiling and the smell of disinfectant at the end of his nose made him know that he was in the hospital.

Before he fell into a coma, he seemed to have met Zhou Miaoyu.

Did she send it to her?

He exhaled, turned his head slowly, and then saw the person lying on the bed and napping.

Zhou Miaoyu leaned against his hand, and when he moved inadvertently, she woke up.

"Jinglan!" Looking at Yao Jinglan with wide eyes, Zhou Miaoyu stood up, "Are you awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Yao Jinglan felt that his heart was stabbed hard, and the spreading sweetness mixed with pain.

"You..." He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and obscure.

"You just subsided, and your fever was so hot that your throat was hoarse. Tell me, what if you burn your brain? You can't write anything in the future!"

Unable to help her, she began to criticize him, "If I hadn't been here today, you might have died at home! Yao Jinglan! I'll settle the score with you when I'm done!"

Why, her scolding made him feel that it was the most beautiful voice in the world.

Miaoyu, do you know?

It is for you like this that I am willing to do anything, even the dirtiest and the most unbearable.

No matter what it is, I'm willing to do it for you.

"wonderful……"

"Stop talking, keep your energy, and I'll buy you some porridge when it's dawn." Zhou Miaoyu touched Yao Jinglan's face, "Sleep for a while."

"You are."

"Well, I'm here, you go to bed."

Hearing her promise, Yao Jinglan closed her eyes again with peace of mind.

very nice.

Miaoyu.

Yao Jinglan's parents were not by his side, so the task of continuing to take care of him fell on Zhou Miaoyu. After asking the company for a day off, she stayed in the hospital.

After a day of cultivation, Yao Jinglan became much better. Zhou Miaoyu felt relieved and couldn't help but scold him again.

Yao Jinglan listened silently and scolded, with a smile on his lips. Zhou Miaoyu was so angry that he wanted to beat him up and let him have a long memory.

At a later time, she was peeling the apple for Yao Jinglan and her cell phone rang.

Xu Dafeng's phone number.

Zhou Miaoyu took his cell phone to the outside of the ward to pick it up.

"Hey, President Xu."

"Director Zhou."

Xu Dafeng should be fine, his voice sounds full of energy.

Of course, even if he had something to do, Zhou Miaoyu would not feel sorry, he deserved it!

"I want to sign a contract with you tomorrow about the wedding."

This is a foregone conclusion.

You must say politely, "Really? That's great! President Xu, don't worry, we will do our best to help you create a romantic and beautiful wedding that will satisfy you."

"I'm relieved to Director Zhou. By the way, Director Zhou, I'll go to Meng Meng to sign a marriage contract tomorrow. Is there any problem?"

"No problem, no problem. I'll go up tomorrow and I'll get married in my dream and wait for President Xu."

"Well, after signing the contract, my bride wants to meet Director Zhou and talk about the details in detail."

"You said, who wants to see me?"

"My bride, my future wife." Xu Dafeng said.

That's Wei Qing?

"Director Zhou? Director Zhou? Are you still listening?"

"Oh, I'm here." Zhou Miaoyu pursed his lips and whispered: "I understand, President Xu, OK, okay, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, she pinched her cell phone and was slightly lost.
To be continued...