fleeting years live up to your love

"Let go of me, you madman."

Tong Zhihua took a deep breath, held her breath, put her hands on the table and tried to prop up her body a little.

Seeing that she was gritting her teeth and exerting force, Gu Xiang immediately withdrew her hand. Due to the excessive force, she fell backwards, knocked over a chair, and fell hard.

Her back hit the leg of the chair, causing her to lie on her side in pain, unable to get up for a while.

Gu Xiang looked at her from top to bottom, raised her foot and was about to step on it, when suddenly someone kicked her side. This kick was strong and powerful, and she fell more than two meters away, knocking over the pile of children piled up in the corner. sundries.

She rubbed her waist and looked up. A man in a suit and holding a bouquet of daisies entered the lounge at some point, and was bending over to support the person on the ground.

The man wore a pair of gold-wire metal-rimmed glasses, was neatly dressed, tall and straight, and had his hair styled meticulously.

She was dumbfounded, she didn't expect Tong Zhihua to hook up with other men besides Shen Yi.

"Miss Tong, are you okay?"

Zhuang Yan frowned slightly, looking her up and down.

She nodded, stroking her back with one hand.

"Are you hurt?"

"Just hit it."

"Let me see."

Tong Zhihua got nervous and took a step back, "It's okay, I'm fine."

"Are you sure you're all right?"

"Ah."

Majesticly silent for a few seconds, he stuffed the daisy in his hand into her arms.

"It's for you."

This bouquet was supposed to be sent to Shen's house, but it was returned because Tong Zhihua no longer lived there and no one took it.

He sent his younger brother to investigate and learned that Tong Zhihua worked in the rehabilitation department of the Central Hospital.

He simply came here with flowers in his hands, and went to the rehabilitation center to inquire all the way. He heard that Tong Zhihua was in the restaurant, but when he got to the restaurant, he heard that Tong Zhihua was dragged away by a fierce woman.

He heard someone talking about Tong Zhihua and that fierce woman entering the lounge one after the other. He came to find him, and saw Tong Zhihua fall to the ground as soon as he got to the door.

Seeing Gu Xiang's feet lifted up, about to kick her, this scene really made his eyes dirty.

He kicked decisively, simply and neatly.

"who are you?"

Gu Xiang rubbed his waist and got up, staring at him with very vigilant eyes.

"It's someone you can't afford to offend."

His solemn gaze was filled with gloom, and he glanced over her indifferently, and raised his hand and began to roll up his cuffs, as if he was going to hit someone.

"What do you want to do?"

She stepped back, "I warn you not to mess around."

"Why, you are only allowed to hit people?"

"I lectured her because she seduced my man."

"Oh?"

Zhuang Yan's thin lips hooked slightly, and suddenly became interested, "Who is your man?"

"none of your business."

"Could it be that Young Master Shen?"

"..."

This guy actually knows Shen Yi!

"I remembered, you are the designer who returned home with an award, the third princess, right?"

"who are you?"

"unimportant."

Zhuang Yan turned his head to look at Tong Zhihua, his eyes left her for a few seconds, and when he turned back, he found that she was bleeding from the nose.

Noticing that there was paper on the table, he picked up the whole pack and quickly pulled out a few sheets.

She took the paper, raised her head and wiped the blood from her nose.

Gu Xiang picked up the kraft paper bag that fell on the ground, and took the opportunity to slip past Zhuang Yan. She is not stupid. Tong Zhihua has a helper, and she is a tall and strong young man. If the beating continues, she will be the one who suffers.

Solemn's attention was on Tong Zhihua, and Gu Xiang slipped away from the corner of the corner of his eye, so he didn't bother to care about it.

That kick just now was enough to vent his anger.

He pulled up the fallen chair, helped Tong Zhihua to sit down, took the flowers in her arms, and put them on the table beside her.

"I don't think you look okay."

"It's really okay."

Saying this, Tong Zhihua panicked in his heart.

The paper in her hand was soon soaked with blood, and she took out a few more papers to block her bleeding nose.

Seeing that her nosebleed could not be stopped, Zhuang Yan immediately bent down, put one arm around her back, and put the other across her knees, hugging her without much effort.

Tong Zhihua was taken aback, "I'm really fine."

"It's all fine."

Zhuang Yan walked out of the lounge quickly, ignored the surprised eyes around him, left the rehabilitation center with Tong Zhihua in his arms, and went directly to the emergency room.

The doctor on duty is Han Mi.

She was on the evening shift yesterday and stayed up very late, and today she just changed to the day shift, so sleepy that her eyelids were clenched and she yawned again and again.

"Doctor, help her take a look."

Zhuang Yan appeared with Tong Zhihua in his arms, walking quickly.

Seeing that the other nurse was wearing the overalls of the central hospital, she quickly got up to meet her.

"what's the situation?"

"Nosebleed, can't stop."

Zhuang Yan looked down at the person in his arms while talking, Tong Zhihua was in the posture of raising his head, and the eyes of the two collided suddenly.

She suddenly felt embarrassed, and her eyes averted a little.

"Put her there." Han Mi casually pointed to a hospital bed.

Zhuang Yan walked over a few steps and put Tong Zhihua on the bed.

Han Mi took an ice pack and a cotton ball and quickly came to Tong Zhihua's side, put the ice pack on Tong Zhihua's forehead, and gently stuffed the cotton ball into her nose.

After changing cotton balls several times, the bleeding finally stopped.

"Which department are you from?"

Han Mi sat down by the bed and asked in a friendly manner.

"recovery unit."

"Why haven't I seen you?"

"I just came here not long ago."

"It turned out to be a newcomer."

Tong Zhihua glanced at the name tag on Han Mi's chest, smiled faintly, "Thank you, Dr. Han."

"My own people, you're welcome."

She removed the ice pack from her forehead, sat up, seemed to get up a little too hard, and her eyes turned black in bursts.

Han Mi helped her to lie down, "Don't get up in a hurry, you can lie down for a while, it's lunch break anyway."

Zhuang Yan put his hands in the pockets of his trousers and stood aside like a tree stump. He was too tall, and when he stood there, he had a cold face, not angry and majestic, which inevitably made people feel a little stressed.

Han Mi tactfully returned to his job.

As soon as she left, Zhuang Yan sat down by the bed.

He took out a hand, slightly lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, a pair of cold eyes stared straight at the person on the bed through the glasses.

"Why are you wearing glasses all of a sudden?"

Tong Zhihua asked curiously.

She remembered the last time they met, he didn't wear glasses.

"Are you nearsighted?"

"Not myopic."

His glasses were given by a friend, they are just decorative mirrors, without prescription.

He sent flowers to Tong Zhihua for more than a month, the purpose was just to invite her to have a meal together, but he failed for so long, and today he wanted to deliver flowers in person, so the younger brothers began to give him advice.

Wearing glasses will make you look more refined and cultured.

People like them, full of ruffian, are used to fighting and killing, and have nothing to do with elegance and culture at all.

But Tong Zhihua is well-behaved, she looks clean, she is a good girl, he convinces himself that sometimes he should try to make some changes.

Although he said that he would be killed without glasses, which was too gentle and scum, but before going out, he put on the glasses solemnly under the eyes of his younger brothers.