After being bound to the Shenhao system, the fake daughter has a billionaire's worth

Shanghai Fourth Hospital.

inpatient department.

Yu Zhou sat next to Pei Xingxu's hospital bed, carefully handling the snow pears he just bought.

The knife cuts through the outer skin of the snow pear, and the sweet juice splashes on the back of the hand, revealing a wisp of pear fragrance.

He glanced at Pei Xingxu, whose face was covered with injuries, and said with blame: "Why are you fighting with others again? Look at the injuries on your face. If Yueyue knows about it, she will definitely die of grief."

But there was distress in his eyes.

He and Pei Xingxu grew up together.

I know that he has the most docile temperament, let alone fights or quarrels.

It's just that in the past few years, Pei Xingxu seems to have become a different person for some reason.

His face gets stained every once in a while.

Be gentle, apply a little red or purple liquid, put a Band-Aid on it, and get over it.

For more severe cases, hospitalization, stitches, and plaster casts are not a problem.

This time it was even worse. The eyebrow bone was broken, the bridge of the nose was broken, several ribs were broken, and breathing was painful.

"Don't let Yueyue know."

Pei Xingxu lowered his head, his voice was weak and almost inaudible.

His messy bangs covered his purple eyebrows, and no light could shine through his deep eyes.

The gauze bandaged on the bridge of the nose showed bright red.

Seven stitches were applied to the corners of her pursed lips. As soon as she finished speaking, blood began to ooze out again.

Yu Zhou looked at it, and hurriedly put down the knife and snow pear in his hand, and took out a few pieces of paper to wipe his blood: "Don't worry, I won't tell Yueyue. I told you to prepare for the exam, so you won't be free during this time."

Yu Zhou is Pei Xingxu's only friend.

As soon as something happened, I asked him to stay with Pei Xingyue for dialysis.

He was too injured to show up and worry his sister.

Pei Xingxu's eyelashes twitched: "Thank you."

Just after wiping, blood started to flow out again.

Yu Zhou shouted anxiously: "Oh, don't talk, I know."

Pei Xingxu hasn't eaten in the past few days, but the wound on the corner of his lip has not healed.

This is my second stitch today.

Yu Zhou wasn't with him today, and he didn't know what was going on.

He asked Pei Xingxu once, but Pei Xingxu didn't say anything.

He didn't ask again.

The pear has been peeled.

The flesh of the pear is like jade, white and beautiful. Cut it into eight pieces with a knife, shave the core off the middle, and put it in a bowl, like a snow lotus in full bloom.

Yu Zhou picked out a piece with a toothpick, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it: "I'll stew rock sugar pear for you to drink tomorrow."

Pei Xingxu has been feeling uncomfortable in his lungs for the past two days and coughs frequently.

Doctors recommend eating more lung-moistening foods.

Yu Zhou bought snow pears.

Just looking at the wound at the corner of his mouth, I was afraid that it would be difficult to eat, so it would be better to drink stewed pear juice.

Pei Xingxu said nothing.

He kept his head lowered, as silent as a clay statue on the verge of breaking.

"It seems to be here."

A girl's voice came from outside the door.

The voice was slightly cold, with a hint of exhaustion.

He heard Pei Xingxu's brow move, and the wound involving his brow bone made him gasp in pain.

The hands on the quilt gripped the sheets tightly to prevent himself from crying out in pain.

next second.

The ward door was pushed open.

Pei Xingxu glanced up without hope.

Yu Zhou also turned to look.

Although the ward is a four-person room, only Pei Xingxu lives there now.

He was a little curious. Did someone come to visit Pei Xingxu?

The visitor is a girl.

He is not tall, has curly hair, and his face does not look very good, but his eyes are very bright, amber, as crystal clear as gold and precious jewelry.

When the girl saw him, her eyes brightened: "Is it you?"

Yu Zhou was stunned and said "Huh?" in a cute voice.

I was just about to ask the other party if he had the wrong person.

Then I thought about it, I have been doing live broadcasts during this period and have accumulated more than 10,000 fans. If you are his fan, you would not be surprised to know him.

It's just that the city of Shanghai is so big, is it really such a coincidence?

The girl smiled and introduced herself: "My name is Sheng Yan."

"Sheng Yan?"

Yu Zhou thought carefully. There seemed to be no one with this name among his fans, and no one with this name among his acquaintances.

Shengyan?

Sounds familiar.

A bit like……

Yu Zhou was startled and asked excitedly: "Are you the 'famous beauty' that day?"

"Yes, it's me." Sheng Yan raised her eyebrows with a proud expression.

It feels a bit like having done something great and then being recognized.

After all, few people start a chat with "Yes, that's me."

That said.

Yu Zhou became even more excited.

In the past few days, he watched Xiao Poyin's backstage every day, but he never saw Sheng Yan's private message.

He refreshed Sheng Yan's homepage countless times, but no content was updated.

He thought he would never meet Sheng Yan again.

Unexpectedly, I didn’t encounter it online, but I encountered it in reality.

The top guy on the list is right in front of you!

Yu Zhou stood up and stepped forward to hold Sheng Yan's hand: "Sheng, Miss Sheng, I really thank you for helping me that day and buying me so many gifts. I contacted you, but you didn't Follow me. Did you read the private message I sent you? In fact, there is also a second half? How about I send it to you now?"

"Can I add your WeChat account?"

Yu Zhou kept saying "you", which made Sheng Yan feel awkward. He took out his mobile phone and called up the QR code: "Just call me Sheng Yan."

[Yu Zhou: Favorability +5 points]

Yu Zhou scanned and added friends. As soon as the friend application was approved, he sent the complete thank you letter.

A long stretch of green light.

Sheng Yan was silent for three seconds.

Or, read it as a novel when you have time.

"Miss Sheng, actually..."

"Have you had enough chatting?"

Yu Zhou was about to speak, but was interrupted by Pei Xingxu's sudden low voice.

Yu Zhou: "..."

Seems a little carried away.

The chair was pulled out for Sheng Yan to sit on: "Sheng, Sheng Yan, are you here to see Xingxu?"

There is only one patient in this ward, and his questions are a bit redundant.

Sheng Yan turned her head and glanced at Pei Xingxu.

Pei Xingxu was also looking at her.

His deep eyes were a little cold.

"Ah, no."

Sheng Yan smiled at Yu Zhou: "I seem to have gone to the wrong room."

He said and walked out the door.

"Hey!"

Pei Xingxu couldn't hold back and shouted.

After shouting, he regretted it and lowered his head in panic.

"Just kidding, I'm here to see you."

Sheng Yan walked to Pei Xingxu's bed and placed the fruit basket in her hand on the bedside table: "For you."

Pei Xingxu did not raise his head, but pursed his lips, pulling at the wound, and the smell of blood immediately spread around his lips.