Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Zhou Qingrang's operation ended.

The door of the operating room opened, Dr. Hong walked out, and the Lu family immediately went forward.

"Doctor Hong." Lin Qiunan asked, "How is Qing Rang?"

Dr. Hong took off the mask and breathed a sigh of relief: "The old lady relaxes and the operation was successful."

Lin Qiunan's heart hung in her throat and put it back in her belly: "Thank you, thank you."

"It should be."

Lin Qiunan bent over and thanked again and again.

Doctor Hong waved his hand quickly, and left after a few more words of relief.

Zhou Qing didn't let the anesthesia go back, and the person hadn't come out yet.

Lu Sheng stood by the door of the operating room, his nerves strained for too long, and his legs became weak as soon as he lifted his feet. Yao Tourma hurriedly supported her: "You go and rest for a while."

She looked inside: "I'm not sleepy."

Yao Tourmaline didn't worry about her: "Qing Rang won't wake up so quickly, just keep your dad and I on guard. Go and lie down quickly."

She still refused to leave.

Lu Jingsong on the side was also anxious: "Your mother is right. Go and go. If you don't sleep, my grandson still has to sleep." After he has finished urging the young ones, he also has to urge the old ones, "Mom, you also go to the meeting. Son, don’t get tired."

Lin Qiunan is getting older, and she has a bad face after staying up all night. Where does she have to rest, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Xu Fang?

Lu Jingsong said: "Jiang Zhi has just set off to Pullman." He is so violent, the situation is definitely not optimistic.

Lin Qiunan thought for a while and asked him: "Jing Song, you can find Pullman's contacts and arrange for someone to pick up the stars as soon as possible."

"it is good."

The Lu family still don’t know why Zhou Xufang was arrested and sent to Pullman.

At twelve noon, Zhou Qingren regained consciousness. When he woke up, Lu Sheng was lying next to his bed, because she was the only one in the intensive care unit, wearing a hospital sterile isolation gown.

He wears an oxygen mask and speaks very hard: "Voice..."

Lu Sheng was awakened.

"I'm here." She stood up and panicked to press the pager on the hospital bed.

He raised his hand, his voice was weak, calling her: "Voice."

Lu Sheng held his hand: "Don't talk first."

He shook his head, his mouth closed and he was whispering something.

"what did you say?"

Lu Sheng leaned closer to listen, his faint voice in his ear.

He said: "Get married."

Two words, one word for a meal.

Lu Sheng laughed, his eyes were red, and she could still bear it. When he spoke like this, her nose became sore: "Zhou Qingrang, are you proposing?"

He was lying there with various medical tubes stuck in him.

"Marriage." He didn't have the strength to hold her hand tightly, but moved slightly with his fingertips and touched her palm, "OK?"

He had just returned from the ghost gate, no flowers, no ring, and even no energy to tell her a nice sentence, but he still wanted to marry her while he was still alive.

Lu Sheng sniffed: "Okay."

She lay beside him and kissed his hand: "When you are discharged from the hospital, we will go to collect the certificate."

Zhou Qing asked to close his eyes and fell asleep again.

Outside the ward, Lu Xinglan was sitting in a chair, taking a nap, nodding his head, blinking his eyelids, unable to sleep, staying awhile, and having to wait for his mother to come...

His eyelids closed.

At this time, a little nurse sat on the other end of the chair. The corridor of the hospital was very quiet. She was answering the phone and her voice was low.

"Hey."

The little nurse hung a work permit on her neck, which read: Internal Medicine Trainee Nurse, Chen Xiangtai.

The call was from her mother, Ms. Tan.

Ms. Tan asked, "Are you rich there?"

Chen Xiangtai is very honest: "No."

Ms. Tan said with a loud voice, "Your dad hasn't paid wages yet on the construction site."

Her father "didn't" pay wages last month, "didn't" pay wages last month, and "not" pay last month, just don't know when.

Ms. Chen Xiangtai, who is not very smart, has experienced so many times that "her father did not pay the salary", and she understands more: "I have no money."

Ms. Tan's tone was dissatisfied: "It doesn't matter if you want money."

Chen Xiangtai grabbed the belt around his neck: "Oh, do you have anything else?"

Ms. Tan said it was up to business: "Your brother's phone dropped."

and then?

"You buy him another one."

Chen Xiangtai curled his lips: "I have no money."

Ms. Tan gave her some advice: "Don't you have a roommate, please borrow some from her first."

Lin Dongshan has to raise children.

Chen Xiangtai felt that Ms. Tan was a bit too much: "She has no money, neither of us."

In fact, she has 6,000 yuan and saved it for two months, but she doesn't want to give it, she wants to use it to repay her benefactor.

Ms. Tan was very upset: "You don't need much money for a mobile phone. Didn't you buy one the other day?"

"I bought second-hand." Three hundred yuan.

Chen Xiangtai originally only wanted to buy an elderly phone, but she heard from a colleague selling insurance that she can make money on the official account, so she must have a smartphone.

When Ms. Tan heard that she was buying a second-hand mobile phone, she immediately ordered: "Don't buy a second-hand mobile phone for your brother. He is a college student and he is ashamed of using a second-hand mobile phone." I’ll send you the picture later. I’m busy here, so I’ll hang up first.”

Then, the phone was hung up.

Chen Xiangtai pondered: Did she pick it up from the trash can?

Ding.

Ms. Tan sent a photo here.

Chen Xiangtai clicked on, looked at the model of the phone, and checked it, god, more than six thousand!

"Hey."

She sighed, and deleted the pictures after sighing, thinking that next time she would tell Ms. Tan that her second-hand mobile phone was broken and the pictures could not be received.

Ding.

Someone privately trusted her on her public account.

My name is Little Apple: "What's the use of this potion?"

Dongchang Chen Xiangxiang: "Very useful."

My name is Little Apple: "What are the specific functions?"

Dongchang Chen Xiangxiang: "If a mosquito bites it, just wipe a little bit."

Dongchang Chen Xiangxiang: "It can also cure skin diseases."

Dongchang Chen Xiangxiang is Chen Xiangtai’s WeChat name. Oh, let me add that she sells "potions" on the official account. This idea was inspired by her colleague selling insurance, but she has just started, and the bottleneck that she is currently encountering is - her The "syrup" has a shelf life of only four days. If you express it, you can't post it too far.

Of course, she didn't sell a drop.

My name is Little Apple: "What is the difference between that and ordinary ointment?"

Dongchang Chen Xiangxiang: "You can also take it internally."

She swears that she has brushed her teeth many times, but her conscience still hurts.

Dongchang Chen Xiangxiang: "Strengthen the body, increase resistance." This is true!

My name is Little Apple: "How much is a bottle."

East Factory Chen Xiangxiang: "Nine yuan and nine..."

She deleted and changed the price.

Dongchang Chen Xiangxiang: "Eight dollars and nine." The conscience is not so painful.

Then Little Apple did not contact her again.

She sat in a chair and waited. After a while, she received a system notification: "After a user complaint, your account is suspected of fraud. During the review of the fraud complaint, you can confirm the fraud before the end of the review. Active admission of the fraud can reduce the penalty. Click for details."

Chen Xiangtai: "..."

Ok.

She chirped the location to confirm, and then her official account added a fraud record.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"Hey--"

When she sighed for the third time, a head suddenly fell on her shoulder.