99 degrees of favor

Thinking of the kiss just now, her cheeks became even hotter, and her heart beat faster and faster!

Downstairs, when Su Xiaoxiao passed the parking lot, an extended Lincoln came around and parked firmly in front of her.

"Assistant Su Te, get in the car!" A handsome face appeared in the rolled-down car window.

She was suspicious, but the other party explained, "The president told me to take you to the hospital!"

After thinking for two seconds, Su Xiaoxiao smiled at him, opened the car door and sat in.

In the first hospital.

Su Xiuling has not been discharged from the hospital yet.

Su Xiaoxiao walked into the lobby on the first floor, walked quickly towards the elevator, pressed the button, waited for a while, the elevator door opened, and an unknown person came out.

She was the only one waiting for the elevator, and walked in.

I pressed the button, and at the moment when the elevator door was about to close, a big hand pulled the elevator door.

The elevator door opened slowly again.

An Xin, who was wearing a light blue shirt, appeared in front of him. He faced her, and Shengxue's face was as gentle as jade.

The pupils of the girl in the elevator tightened, and Su Xiaoxiao looked at him quietly.

Taking a step forward, Anxin walked in.

Press the door close button, and the elevator doors will be combined into one.

The elevator went up all the way.

In the small space, Su Xiaoxiao stood next to An Xin, just from the appearance, it was quite a good match.

Seeing the numbers getting bigger and bigger, a trace of emotion flashed across Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, and she turned her eyes, "Is Auntie feeling better?"

An Xin turned to meet her gaze, those jet-black eyes were filled with her image, "Mmm." One short word made his chest ache.

He stared at her deeply, and there were too many suppressed emotions in his eyes.

How deep and how long they have loved in the past, how painful it is for them to see each other now.

Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, trying to hold back the sourness in her heart, the emotions that gradually increased in her heart were spreading endlessly...

Ding--

The elevator door opened.

They didn't go in and stared at each other, as if they could never see each other again.

Until Ou Mengru appeared outside the elevator and saw this scene, her breathing was slightly stagnant, and her beautiful face showed no unnecessary expressions.

Both were aware of her presence, and the two of them in the elevator cast their gazes at the woman outside the door.

Ou Mengru followed An Xin's gaze, raised the corners of her lips, stepped forward to hold his arm, and led him out, "Xin, Auntie said she wants to eat cake, I have already called the cake shop, and I will deliver it soon .”

The elevator door closed, and Su Xiaoxiao in the elevator clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, pursed her lips, and closed her eyes, feeling a little lost in her heart.

The elevator went up to the third floor and opened again. There were seven or eight strangers standing outside the elevator door.

She came out and walked towards the ward mentioned in Fang Xiaoyu's message.

Sheng Group.

On the 22nd floor, there is a simple and gorgeous president's office.

Shengyu sat in a custom-made swivel leather chair, staring at the open laptop, from the moment Yoyo walked out of the office, his thoughts were taken away, and the meeting was postponed, sitting here, eagle eyes staring at the wall silent wall clock.

Every second of time passed, the anxiety in his heart increased by one point.

Many phantoms began to appear in my mind.

Yoyo to the hospital?

Have you met Hanako?

Did she shake his hand?

Is she sad?Does she feel bad?Did she pour him water to drink?

Did she wipe the sweat off his brow?

no more! ! !The more I think about it, the worse I feel! !

Sheng Yuteng stood up and walked out of the office with a dark face.

half a minute later—

in the infirmary.

Sheng Yu sat on the sofa chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, staring coldly at Gu Zhi's busy back, "Call her and tell her that I'm unconscious."

"?" Gu Zhi's hand paused, and he turned his eyes.

"189..." Sheng Yu reported a series of numbers.

Gu Zhi turned around and picked up the landline in the infirmary, dialed the number, and asked him, "Is it Su Te's help?"