Ninety lucky little sweet wife

Zhu Yan was not surprised to get this answer from Fang Peining's mouth.

She had actually guessed it, but she wasn't sure.

She didn't reveal too much to Fang Peining, and she didn't expect Fang Peining to help him deal with Xu Haijun.

Not to mention, the relationship between her and Fang Peining has not yet reached that level of acquaintance, and after experiencing Xu Fei's robbery of money last time, she also has a clear understanding of the relationship between these families.

If we can maintain peaceful coexistence, we will live in peace. As long as it does not harm our own interests, everyone will turn a blind eye and close one eye.

What's more, it's not worth it for outsiders like them.

After hanging up Fang Peining's phone call, Zhu Yan froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.

She was thinking of a way to get revenge on Xu Haijun.

That's right, with the Xu family's prestige in Duancheng, it is simply a fantasy to use the law to sanction Xu Haijun. She has to have her own plan.

It's just this plan, she still needs some time to plan it out.

Wu Yue looked at the woman in front of her, her eyes were obviously drifting away, she didn't know what she was thinking, the corner of her mouth suddenly raised, making the hairs all over her body stand on end.

This...is this the Zhu Yan she knew?
Why is there a cruel light in his eyes.

"Ah... Yan?" Wu Yue carefully called Zhu Yan's name.

Zhu Yan who heard the voice suddenly withdrew her thoughts, her expression returned to normal, she walked back to the bed, opened the thermos bucket, poured out the chicken soup inside, and carefully fed it into He Xuyao's mouth one spoonful after another.

"Xiao He, don't worry, my sister will definitely not let the person who hurt you go unpunished. It's just that Xu Haijun has a lot of background, we can't move him for a while, and everything has to be considered in the long run. However, my sister assures you, I will do my best to help you." You seek justice."

He Xuyao ​​felt relieved when he heard Zhu Yan's words, but because of the brace around his neck, he could only wink at Zhu Yan as an answer.

Wu Yue stood aside and stared blankly at Zhu Yan, feeling extremely ashamed in her heart, just now she accused her with righteous indignation, but she didn't know that the other party was a big shot, and Zhu Yan should have her own concerns.

After He Xuyao ​​finished drinking the soup, before Zhu Yan could speak, Wu Yue took the empty bowl in her hand, and left the ward with the thermos in her arms.

"Ayan, stay here and talk to Xiao He, I'll go wash the dishes."

Wu Yue, who has always been straight-tempered and said nothing, seldom restrained herself. Looking at her back leaving in despair, Zhu Yan couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

The tea room of the inpatient department is at the end of the corridor on this floor. Wu Yue was holding the washed thermos bucket. When she was walking back, she saw a man in front of the nurse station with his elbows on the counter, talking to the insider. people say something.

She couldn't remember how long she hadn't seen this man.

One month, or two months?

Nothing seems right.

Probably after the first lunar month, he asked the hospital for a three-day leave to go back to accompany her and the child.

As a result, on the morning of the second day of the holiday, he was recalled by a call from the hospital.

During the period, she came to the hospital once, and heard that he had gone to other places to study, but she couldn't meet him face to face.

Four full months have passed, and the child can clearly call out "Daddy", but he has not been able to call him in person once.

The reason why she readily agreed to send Zhu Yan to Duancheng People's Hospital was mostly because she wanted to see him.

They have been married for six years, and the time they really spend together is very little, mostly getting together less and leaving more.

It is precisely because of this that she cherishes every time she can be with him.

Unable to conceal the joy in her heart, Wu Yue ran to the nurse's station.

When she reached the consultation desk, Wu Yue's footsteps suddenly froze, not only her movements, but also the smile on her face.

Her eyes stared in disbelief at a young girl dressed as a nurse, holding a piece of pastry, and handed it to Qiu Dongli's mouth in such a grand manner, and thoughtfully wiped the scum from the corner of his mouth with her fingertips.

Such an intimate gesture, he didn't think it was wrong at all, and even asked her to give him another piece.

No matter how stiff the muscles on her face were, Wu Yue kept smiling, allowing the overturned acid water in her heart to fill the entire space little by little.

"Dong Li." She called his name, as usual, her voice was calm and gentle.

In the hospital, whether it is the medical staff who work with him, or the patient or the patient's family, they all call him Doctor Qiu, or Doctor Qiu, Director Qiu and so on.

Suddenly hearing someone call his name, still so familiar voice, Qiu Dongli's expression froze.

When he turned around to look at Wu Yue, the expression on his face had been whitewashed as usual.

"How did you come here?"

Without any title, I just asked a casual question.

Before Wu Yue could answer, Qiu Dongli suddenly realized again, "By the way, you came here with Zhu Yan, right? Do you want to consult me ​​about the situation of the patient in bed 605? Come to my office, and I will send I'll show you his medical records."

It was as if he treated her like a family member of the patient.

After speaking, Qiu Dongli stuffed his hands into the pockets of his white coat, and walked to the other end of the corridor.

Wu Yue had no choice but to hurriedly follow.