Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

194: I asked for it, it's superfluous! "It's not just this? Ouyang, why do you hesitate to speak? What's the difference between what you say or what the old man says?"

Lu Zirong looked at Ouyang Jie displeasedly, and when he was about to speak, Mr. Lu's low growl came from the ward, "Ouyang, hurry up and come in!"

Embarrassment flashed across Ouyang Jie's face. After nodding to Lu Zirong, he walked into the ward with his head down.

Lu Zirong and others, who were driven away by Mr. Lu's resolute attitude, walked out of the ward and stood in the corridor not far away, looking at each other.

"Brother, did Ouyang say it?"

Lu Zirong glanced at Lu Ziyao, "He won't say anything, he insisted on asking my dad!"

Lu Ziyao and Ye Yuling looked at each other, and they lowered their eyelids silently.

"Forget it, it's already like this anyway, I'll find a chance to ask San'er tomorrow instead. You all come back, Li Wan and I will go home and make some nutritious soup, and bring it to our dad later!"

Lu Ziyao and Ye Yuling nodded, and they left together.

Li Wan was still wearing a simple and elegant cheongsam, her hair was tied into a bun behind her head.

She quietly walked beside Lu Zirong, her tone displeased, "If you want me to say, our family has become like this, it's all because of that broom star!"

Lu Zirong was wearing casual clothes, and frowned, "Can you stop nagging! It's just such a small thing every day, and you talk about it endlessly! What is a broom star? It's someone chosen by your son. Even if there is a mistake, it's half of the person !"

Li Wan was speechless after being choked by Lu Zirong's words, "Am I wrong? Shao Ran must have been drugged by her, it's not good to choose anyone, I have to find such a troublemaker! Now it's okay Oh, the whole Lu family is in a mess, not all of them are..."

"Okay, okay, don't worry!"

Lu Zirong interrupted Li Wan's words, fidgeting with his short hair, "Go home, I still have something to do!"

"Hey, where are you going!"

Li Wan chased after Lu Zirong, trotting and questioning him.

Lu Zirong kept walking, and said coldly, "Relax! Let the driver pick you up!"

Walking out of the hospital gate, Li Wan watched Lu Zirong drive away without looking back. It was quite embarrassing to be left alone at the hospital gate.

……

"Uncle, uncle..."

After being dragged away by Lu Lingye in the hospital corridor, Yange went directly to the emergency room on the first floor.

She called out in a hurry, pulling him with her arm, "I'm fine, I don't need to see a doctor."

In this case, even if she is really uncomfortable, she can't add trouble to my uncle.

Besides, it's normal to have a headache. The old man is still lying in the ward. Her illness is nothing to mention.

"You have a fever and you don't even know it?"

The uncle's tone was low, with a bit of sullenness in it.

He was angry, because Yange didn't cherish himself, and also because of some unexplainable reasons!

Yange pulled his wrist and smiled face-to-face, "Take some antipyretic medicine, maybe it was too hot when I ate hot pot last night, and I caught a cold when I went out. I'm really fine."

With a deep sigh, he put Yange in his sight, "I'll see it later!"

Yange: "..."

Busy work!

She wished she could explain to him with her fingers, but now it seems that it is completely useless.

Yange understands my uncle, if he doesn't achieve his goal, it won't be so easy for him to give up.

Simply, she didn't say anything, and let him drag her into the emergency room in silence.

In the emergency room, within 2 minutes, when Yange was directly taken to the consultation room by a doctor in the emergency room, he sat opposite the doctor with an obedient appearance.

He took the electronic thermometer and gestured on Yange's forehead, and there was a beep, and the temperature showed 39.1.

The young doctor who was already the chief physician raised his eyebrows lightly, "I have a high fever of more than 39 degrees, why did you come here?"

The uncle stood behind Yange, two cold lights suddenly shot out from his eyes.

Yan Ge looked up like a light on his back, subconsciously looking up at him with an overly red face, "There may be some misunderstanding!"

Uncle's expression and eyes are too scary.

Yange really wanted to grab the door and escape.

She was also quite surprised, no wonder she has been sore and weak since she woke up in the morning, walking like stepping on cotton, she really has a fever.

"Stupid burn?"

Lu Lingye looked at Yange with lowered eyelids, and secretly threw out a few words, so Yange didn't know what to say.

"Let's take a shot to reduce the fever. Young people nowadays really don't love themselves enough. If you keep going on like this, you will become a fool when you have a fever!"

Yange: "..."

Lu Lingye squinted at him, "So much nonsense?"

"Boss Lu, I didn't mean you. My own women are taken care of like this. Didn't you deliberately let me watch the fun?"

"Go away! Prescribe the medicine quickly!"

Yange was amazed, and doubts suddenly appeared in the eyes of the doctor who was not very old but must be in his 30s.

"You don't have to look at me like that. Before you get stupid, let me introduce myself. I belong to Liu Chongming..."

"Shut up, no one wants to listen!"

Lu Lingye snorted coldly, and snapped back with just one sentence.

Liu Zongming hesitated at the corner of his mouth, looked at Yange, and asked very seriously: "This patient, are you willing to listen?"

When the flames of war spread to Yange, she was already dizzy, but seeing Liu Zongming's increasingly familiar face, she probably knew her identity in her heart.

However, the uncle's gaze behind him is so powerful that it cannot be ignored.

In order not to make him angry anymore, Yange slowly lowered her head, and leaned her small body on the uncle's body through the armrest, "I... feel dizzy!"

awkward!

Liu Zongming blinked his eyes and sneered, "Yes! I asked for it myself, it's superfluous!"

Yange buried her small face in the side of Lu Lingye's arm. From the corner of her eye, she watched Liu Zongming prepare the injection on the medicine trolley. She sighed softly, but it was actually quite uncomfortable.

I feel bad all over!

"Come on, let's get an injection, hold on, this needle is very thin, it doesn't hurt—"

Yange: "..."

Perhaps it was an occupational disease, Liu Zongming injected Yange's shoulder while holding the needle.

He babbled, just like coaxing a child.

After getting an injection and prescribed medicine, Lu Lingye took the medicine box and pulled Yange up and walked out the door.

Liu Zongming sat at the table, looked at the two of them who opened the door, and whispered, "Boss Lu, your old man has been transferred to the 1903 advanced ward!"

He inexplicably shouted something behind him, but Yange didn't respond.

Lu Lingye's back was slightly stiff, and he responded, "En!"

"Hey, Boss Lu, what do you mean 'huh'? I'll leave when I'm done using it?"

The moment the door of the consulting room closed automatically, Lu Lingye narrowed his dark eyes, "You are having a hard time using it! You talk too closely!"

'Bang' the door closed, Liu Zongming exploded!

He patted the table with a heartbroken look, "I c! What do you mean by talking too closely, please come back and explain clearly——"

In the office behind him, Liu Zongming's low growl seemed to please Yange.

She pursed her lips and smiled, Yan Ran's face looked like a peach blossom in spring.

The uncle directly drove Yange back to the apartment with the car.

In the bedroom, she was covered with a quilt, and her uncle was lying beside her, hugging her in his arms, "Go to sleep!"

Yange's round eyes were bloodshot due to fever.

She fixed her soft eyes on her uncle's face, and said in a soft voice, "Uncle, what did you say to grandpa in the intensive care unit?"

"Life!"

Yange: "..."

"I don't believe it!" Yange refused to believe it.

The uncle's eyes were dark, and he pinched her nose, "If you want to know what I said, I will tell you when I get well!"

"Hey, how can this be! I'm not sick..."

"sleep!"

Indeed, Yange, who was physically and mentally exhausted, carried her to the hospital by herself when there was no uncle.

At this moment, in his arms, the calm breath surrounded her like warm sea water, her sleepiness gradually grew, and she soon fell asleep.

Yange, who had a fever and was distracted by too many things, completely forgot about Yan Qi who accompanied her to the hospital in the morning, and she was gone long ago!

Near noon, Yange fell asleep all the time.

Lu Lingye carefully took his arm out of her neck, walked to the living room, and dialed the phone, "Let him come back!"

'...'

"Well, today, that's it!"

Those few concise words seemed to indicate that something had started to go on the right track under his arrangement.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Lingye stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, looking coldly at the busy street. The old man's illness, whether it was true or not, had already foreshadowed that things could not wait.

At a quarter past three in the afternoon, Yan Ge, who had slept for five hours, woke up leisurely.

The sky outside the window was a bit gloomy, full of autumn, his big misty eyes blinked, he took out his phone to check the time, but found that there were seven missed calls——