He subconsciously looked back, and suddenly saw a black and bloody stall on Rhine's skirt, his stomach was tumbling, and his disgusting hairs stood up.

He turned around and said unceremoniously: "Whether I have a demeanor or not, I don't need you to evaluate it, it's useless if you say it!"

"It's true at the time, but now please put down the water immediately!

After a pause, he added nonchalantly: "If you want to read, come back tomorrow!"

Zheng Shaoqiu glanced at him lightly when he heard this: "It will take some time......

"Hmm...... It will take another twenty minutes for Ms. Fan Qiushui to regain her strength......"

"Curator Liang, come over and help, this is your employee after all......"

Hearing this, a touch of disgust flashed on Director Liang's face, and he waved his hand casually, and said, "Xiaohong, you go up and take a look, what he commands, what do you do." ”

"Lying in a man's arms, like something, spreading it out will damage the image of the library!"

Hearing this, the girl named Xiaohong subconsciously staggered back two steps, shaking her head like a rattle: "Curator...... I...... I'm not going...... I'm not going...... The disease is contagious...... I don't want to die......"

Curator Liang's face was a little ugly, and he glanced at the crowd.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their heads when they came into contact with his gaze, with an expression of fear.

"There you go. ”

Curator Liang didn't have much patience and directly assigned another employee.

Curator Liang ...... I...... If I'm going to get sick, you're going to get ...... You can't leave me alone......"

Hearing this, Director Liang was suddenly angry, and secretly snorted his teeth.

Just as he was in trouble, a ding-dong sound sounded.

The elevator doors slowly opened.

Director Liang subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and his expression was suddenly shocked, and he didn't care about this bit of, so he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

Then, five or six men walked straight out of the elevator, tall and short, fat and thin, and the youngest was over thirty years old.

"Hello ......"

"Hello ......"

Curator Liang lowered his posture very low, took the initiative to bow forward, and greeted them one by one.

"Director Yan, wait a moment, the books you asked for have been borrowed, and now I am contacting that side, it won't be too late, I have already started to arrange......"

"Come, please inside, please ...... inside"

Director Liang glanced at Fan Qiushui quietly, and then deliberately guided a few people in the opposite direction, while strolling, he explained endlessly.

His purpose is already obvious, to stall for time.

If these leaders see Fan Qiushui in broad daylight, and in the Museum of Culture and History, hugging a man, it will be a bad thing.

At that time, no matter what the result is, he will fall into the imagination that his majesty is not strict.

The deputy director of the library is also a good person, and he directly saw Director Liang's thoughts, and stopped the staff from lining up to form a human wall, covering Fan Qiushui and the man tightly.

Although the speed of rotation was not fast, he finally came to this area, and Director Liang glanced at it and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the many employees who welcomed them in pairs, several leaders were also commonplace, and they didn't say anything at the moment, and walked over directly.

Seeing that these people were walking towards the elevator under his own leadership, Director Liang carefully wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.

But......

Before he could really breathe a sigh of relief, something happened about it.

Among the several leaders, there was an old man, who was surprised when he passed over Fan Qiushui.

Immediately after, he stopped, glanced twice, and saw Fan Qiushui in work clothes leaning on a man's arm, and his face suddenly changed.

From afar, Curator Liang, who saw this scene, suddenly sank in his heart, and he had wasted so much of his strength for a long time, and it was all ruined.

He didn't have time to think about it in the future, so he hurriedly took two steps forward and laughed twice: "Director Dong, this is ......"

Director Dong didn't listen to his explanation at all, he directly pushed it away, casually pushed away the people gathered together, and the next moment, his eyes were round and his face was stunned.

"You...... You guys...... It's ......"

Curator Liang's face darkened, and he took two steps forward, just about to open his mouth to explain something, but saw Zheng Shaoqiu glance at Curator Dong with slanted eyes, and said coldly: "What are you, a man hugging a woman, what's wrong?"

The next moment, Director Dong's face suddenly became gloomy, and he coughed violently.

Seeing this scene, Curator Liang's heart suddenly cooled half, and he glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu fiercely, as if he wanted to rip off a piece of meat.

He raised his hand, pointed at Zheng Shaoqiu's nose, and hissed, "You ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Zheng Xiaoyou ......"

"Oops......"

"Why are you ...... here?"

The words that came to his mouth were swallowed back again, and Director Liang had an expression of disbelief, his mouth was open enough to stuff an egg, and he was faintly suspicious of his ears.

"Haha, there are surprises everywhere in life, it's only been a few days, and we've met again......"

"Speaking of which, you are also a divine dragon, but I didn't expect to meet you here......"

After the lawsuit, an old man walked out of the crowd, who was at the forefront of the team and had the largest official position.

He glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu, and his face was full of smiles.

"I'll come over and recharge. ”

Zheng Shaoqiu replied lightly.

"If you charge well, you will be charged more when you are young......"

The old man said with a smile.

With that, he handed his hand over.

Zheng Shaoqiu still has a Fan Qiushui in his arms, and there is a splint in his right hand, which is not very convenient, so he just raised his left hand slightly and waved it twice, even if he said hello.

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone was dumbfounded, and there was unconcealed surprise on their faces.

However, the old man didn't mind at all, and glanced at Fan Qiushui with a slightly strange look, and sighed twice: "Zheng Xiaoyou...... I didn't expect you to have this leisurely ......"

"A talented woman, a talented woman......"

Hearing this, Zheng Shaoqiu's face sank, and he said in a cold voice: "Be careful when you speak." ”

After a pause, he softened his tone a little and explained, "Strictly speaking, she is my patient. ”

"Oh, I have lupus erythematosus, and I can't move yet. ”

The smile on the old man's face froze suddenly, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.

Zheng Shaoqiu glanced at him lightly and snorted, "What's the matter?"

This old man is Huang Pujun, the museum director who went to the shantytown with Li Henian before.

As soon as Huang Pujun saw his face, he felt that his posture was wrong, so he quickly waved his hand and said solemnly: "No, no, I don't mean that." ”