Fu Bai still smiled, but there was also a bit of banter: "You have specially explained, I naturally said on the bright side, I just gave her good advice, as for how to do it, of course it is her choice." ”

Lin Mu sighed: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Sure enough, Fu Bai, who was not serious for two minutes, gossiped again: "Maybe you can tell me what your relationship is with this Miss Cheng? ”

Lin Mu was silent, and after a short silence, he still said to Fu Bai: "Maybe it won't be long before you can receive my invitation." ”

Fu Bai stood up from the chair after hearing Lin Mu's words, and his legs were still slammed on the corner of the table, he questioned his ears a little.

"What?"

Lin Mu didn't answer him again, but hung up the phone directly, Fu Bai's gossip and digging into the bottom of the matter he had seen it.

And Fu Bai was rubbing his sore leg while his brain was spinning rapidly.

Invitations, what invitations, birthdays? No, no, Lin Mu's birthday is December.

Undoubtedly, this answer is more like a bomb thrown into Fu Bai's gossip research institute.

He wanted to call and ask again, but there was no answer on the other end.

......

After ending the call with Fu Bai, Lin Mu leaned back in his chair, his eyes fell on the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, and his thoughts were uncertain.

Lin Mu was a little melancholy at this moment, the melancholy of life, birth, old age, sickness and death, natural and man-made disasters, has always been a law of life in this world, but there is no need to be too immersed in sadness and sadness, but now, his idea is a little shaken.

The secretary stood in Lin Mu's office and knocked on the door, entered his office and reported something to him.

Lin Mu took his thoughts back and raised his eyes to look at the secretary.

"What's wrong?"

The secretary held his mobile phone in his hand and handed it to Lin Mu: "It's Song Tezhu's phone." ”

Lin Mu took the secretary's mobile phone and put it in his ear.

"When will you be back?"

Lin Mu didn't ask Song Yan why he couldn't contact people all day, this was not Song Yan's style, so what happened was naturally because he encountered something tricky and was delayed, and no matter what it was, it was Song Yan's privacy, and he had no right to ask.

Song Yan seemed to be on the other end of the phone, and then gave Lin Mu a time.

"It will take another two days, and I have already explained the work of these two days to the secretariat, and I will rush back as soon as possible. ”

Lin Mu was not in a hurry, but just instructed Song Yan.

"If you need help, you have to say it. ”

Song Yan was silent for a few seconds.

"Yes. ”

He and Lin Mu have never had more than a relationship between superiors and subordinates, and both of them know this to each other.

......

Cheng Anan did not return directly to the ward when she left Fu Bai's office, she walked to the end of the floor and made a call.

As soon as the phone was connected, she said, "Uncle, it's me, Cheng An'an." ”

As soon as the voice fell, there was a beeping sound on the phone, and she was not surprised that the phone was hung up.

In order to make his mood look better, Cheng Anan stood in place for a few more minutes before leaving and returning to the ward.

Cheng Shi was sitting on the hospital bed with his back to her, not knowing what he was doing, and his head was still following little by little.

Cheng Anan smiled and pushed open the door of the ward, and Cheng Shi looked back at her when he heard the sound of the door opening.

"Hour, what are you doing? ”

Cheng Shi was also very happy and beckoned to her: "Sister, come quickly." ”

Cheng Anan got closer and found that the meals she had just bought and eaten with Cheng Shi were all well placed on the cabinet, and one of the meat dishes was divided into two portions by Cheng Shi very evenly.

"Why don't you eat it, you don't have to wait for my sister. ”

Cheng Shi handed a meal in her hand and smiled at her a little coquettishly.

"It's been a long time since I've sat down with my sister to eat, so you'll be with me. ”

Cheng Anan stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly on Cheng Shi's head, Cheng Shi immediately covered his forehead exaggeratedly, and completely pulled down the woolen hat to cover his face.

"It hurts, it hurts, sister, you're too heavy. ”

"Okay, stop pretending, let's eat. ”

Cheng Shi immediately rolled up his hat with a smile, and obediently moved a chair for Cheng Anan to sit next to him.

Although he was only sixteen years old, Cheng Shi was already half a head taller than Cheng An'an, but because of his illness over the years, he looked very thin, as if a gust of wind was about to blow him away.