The scene in the ward was so detrimental to dignity that Song Mulang consciously omitted that paragraph when he spoke.

"No, how did you send it, did you tell her anything, and what flowers did you give?"

Linda was a little surprised. Even if the lady doesn't love flowers, she will respond to this expression, otherwise she wouldn't be called a woman.

Faced with Linda's questioning, Song Mulang was slightly displeased, but he still briefly described the appearance of the bouquet of flowers.

"Oh my God, isn't it?" ?!!! Carnation," Linda was shocked, "Do you know what the flower language of a carnation is?"

She thought that the president was very straight, but she didn't expect it to be so straight.

"What is it?"

Song Mulang lifted his eyes, and his fingers were lightly clasped on the table at regular intervals.

"My boss, the flower language of the carnation is admiration...... What do you want to say about sending this flower to Madame?"

We're divorced, I respect you as a good man?

"Why don't you send roses?"

"It's too earthy......"

Sleep, rose soil, carnation is very foreign.

Linda was completely shocked by the straight male brain circuit of her own president.

After a long time, she calmed down a little, "President, listen to me, when you fall in love with a girl, the more important thing is not the result, but the process." It's not the same as how we work, and sometimes an approach that is too fast and too direct may not be good. Take sending flowers as an example, it's not that the girl who sent the flowers will be grateful. It's about that vibe. ”

What the atmosphere?

The deep twisted Sichuan eyebrows on the man's forehead told Linda that he didn't know much about it.

"The atmosphere is the process of doing things, and it is also a kind of foreshadowing. For example, you can buy one of her favorite flowers, pick a suitable time, and give it to her at a soothing occasion, like a café with soft music. It's important to do this yourself, and you must express your heart when you give it. ”

Song Mulang opened the memo on his mobile phone and quickly typed down a line of words, time, place, hand, and heart.

Linda said a lot, and Song Mulang took notes carefully like a primary school student who obediently listened to class.

Even if you can't catch her back, at least you can find something to say next time we meet, so that it won't be so embarrassing.

......

Xiao Chu was discharged from the hospital after illness and went to work calmly for a few days.

That afternoon, Jiang Yu suddenly made a phone call.

"Chu Chu, your father's illness is again, come to the hospital to see him. ”

Two years ago, Xiao Chu's father had intestinal spasms and was sent to the hospital, originally thinking it was a minor illness, but he didn't expect the doctor to say that he would have surgery.

operated on the intestines, and the recovery was quite good, but after that, Xiao's father's digestion was not very good, and everything had to be cooked.

This time he was sick again, and Xiao Chu's heart instantly pinched.

There was no time to ask the specific reason, so she hurried to the hospital.

I saw Xiao's mother holding the checklist and accompanying Xiao's father with Xiao Feng to register. It looks quite energetic.

Xiao Chu walked up quickly and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with my dad." ”

Jiang Yu saw Xiao Chulai, his face was unnatural, and then he said: "Your father is sick, and he has been sick recently, so he came to the hospital to take a film and check it." The doctor said that there is no big problem for the time being, but if the follow-up condition is unstable, another minor surgery may be needed. Chu Chu, you know the situation of our family, there is no extra money for the time being, can you take out the divorce money first, and you can take care of it in case of emergency. If you don't need to, you can save it back. ”