stepping on the bones

"En." Lian Xiaoshou, who was obviously dull, didn't notice Wang Zheng's playful eyes, and walked out of the ward with a muffled answer.

"Call Xu Tianhao over here." Seeing Lian Jun walk out of the ward, the first thing Wang Zheng did was to ring the bell beside the bed.

"Dean! Your friends in the VIP ward are looking for you!" Sun Xiaoxiao who answered the bell ignored Xu Tianhao at the end of the corridor.

"Shut up! Sun Xiaoxiao!" Xu Tianhao lowered his head, avoiding the sight of people in the corridor, and strode towards the VIP ward.

"What did you tell him?" Xu Tianhao heard Wang Zheng ask as soon as he opened the door.

"Say you're critically ill, otherwise you won't be able to lift your little baby at all." Xu Tianhao replied angrily, pulling the stool next to him to sit down.

"Well, you can go." Before Xu Tianhao sat down, the person on the hospital bed gave the order to evict the guest.

Depend on!I am provoking someone!Xu Tianhao deliberately slammed the door loudly to show his inner anger.

Critically ill?As Wang Zheng thought about it, the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

On the other hand, Lian Jun, who was buying preserved egg and lean meat porridge downstairs in the hospital, was in a mess. He never imagined that he would once again become the inevitable prey of Mr. Wang's offensive.

He didn't know whether he wanted to escape Wang Zheng's aggressive eyes or simply wanted to escape his inner thoughts, so he bought Wang Zheng's porridge with preserved egg and lean meat, said "goodbye, boss", and left in a hurry.Wang Zheng didn't stop him, but just opened the porridge in a plastic box. The smell of preserved eggs seemed to bring Wang Zheng back to three years ago.Wang Zheng knew that he was "critically ill", and Lian Jun would not just walk away.

Lian Jun who left the ward did not return to the company, nor did he go home, but kept walking in circles on the street.

"Xiao Lian!" Lian Jun came back to his senses and found that he had actually walked to a porridge shop, feeling a dull pain in his heart. Isn't this the place where he and Wang Zheng met for the first time three years ago.

"Xiao Lian, it's really you. I haven't been here for a long time. Auntie almost doesn't recognize her. Come in and have a bowl of porridge." Looking at the auntie in the porridge shop who was smiling at him, Lian Jun paused , but still sat in the porridge shop.

"Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, right? Auntie knows." Before Lian Jun could speak, the auntie walked to the kitchen.Lian Jun looked at the familiar decoration in the store, which has hardly changed from three years ago. Thinking of three years ago, he couldn't calm down anymore.

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Yeah yeah yeah I'm finally going to write to the past