Chapter 392: A Bowl of Chicken Soup

She forgot to run away and just stood still.

Su Nanchen looked down at Qianye, and there was disgust in his eyes that could not be misunderstood.

He asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

The voice pulled back the sanity of the thousand nights.

Chiya sniffed, trying not to let herself cry. She didn't want to show weakness in front of Su Nanchen, and she didn't want him to feel humble: "I just came to see you." ”

"Look at me, look at what I'm doing, do you want to see if I've been stabbed to death by you?" Su Nanchen sneered, sarcastically mocking her mercilessly, "No need, I'm still alive and well." ”

"Su Nanchen, don't think too badly of me. Qianye frowned, implicitly defending herself, "Actually, have you ever thought that you may have misunderstood me." If I really did so many bad things, how could those police officers just let me go without arresting them, and even comforted me with kind words?"

Su Nanchen asked rhetorically: "Isn't that the result of your scheming?"

"I ......"

A thousand nights were speechless for a while.

When she came back to her senses, she smiled bitterly: "You also overestimate my ability." ”

If she was really that powerful, she would have been scheming to find a way to restore Su Nanchen's memory, and she wouldn't be like now.

In front of Su Nanchen, she didn't even dare to say a word. is afraid that saying something wrong will make Su Nanchen's condition more serious, and he is also afraid that Su Nanchen will be dissatisfied with her again.

Her current situation, in addition to being embarrassed, is still difficult.

Maybe she shouldn't have come today.

"Su Nanchen. Qianye took a deep breath and smiled at him reluctantly, but the tears in his eyes couldn't be stopped, "I'll go first." ”

With that, she turned around and was about to leave.

Su Nanchen looked at Qianye's back and frowned slightly.

I don't know why, looking at Qianye's aggrieved and sad appearance, his heart will feel painful.

He shouldn't have felt sorry for that woman.

What the hell is this, why?

Before Su Nanchen could think about it, a small exclamation suddenly came from the door.

Qianye didn't look up when she went out, and accidentally, she bumped into Wen Ruoya, who happened to come back.

Wen Ruoya held a basin of hot soup in her hand. was hit by a thousand nights, and the pot of soup was all spilled on her hands.

Wen Ruoya looked at Qianye, her eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she looked at Su Nanchen aggrievedly: "Nanchen, I know that Miss Qianye hates me." But why did she target me like this?"

Su Nanchen looked at Qianye coldly: "Apologize!"

Qianye's lips squirmed, and she subconsciously wanted to apologize.

The words came to his lips, and Chiya swallowed it back again.

No, there's no way she could apologize.

Usually when she encounters such a situation, she will apologize. But this time, the person she bumped into was Wen Ruoya.

She absolutely, absolutely will not apologize to Wen Ruoya.

Qianye was silent for a long time.

The more silent she was, the more ugly Su Nanchen's face became.

"A thousand nights. After a moment of silence, Su Nanchen said in a cold voice, "I asked you to apologize to Wen Ruoya, you ......"

"That's enough!" Qianye suddenly erupted, yelling at Su Nanchen with red eyes, "I won't apologize to her!"

After yelling, she turned and ran.

Su Nanchen was stunned for a moment, and his face was completely gloomy.

Wen Ruoya stood beside her, covering her hot and swollen hands, and felt a burst of joy in her heart.

Unexpectedly, in front of Su Nanchen, Qianye refused to even seize the opportunity to perform.

In that case, it's no wonder she's not guilty.

"Nanchen, I really didn't expect that Qianye would be such a person. Wen Ruoya wiped her tears and said in a delicate tone, "When she knocked over the soup pot and burned me, she did something wrong." But why did she act like a victim?"

Su Nanchen didn't speak, raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples.

He's annoyed now, very annoyed.

Seeing that Su Nanchen didn't react for a long time, Wen Ruoya leaned over unwillingly and pulled his sleeve: "Nanchen, you ......"

Su Nanchen was a little impatient, raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Ruoya coldly.

His eyes were as cold as substance.

Wen Ruoya froze, choked suddenly, and couldn't speak for a long time.

Su Nanchen then turned his head to look out the window and said nothing.

Wen Ruoya stood beside her, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

She froze for a long time, and then said curtly: "Nanchen, I, I'll go buy you a soup again." ”

With that, Wen Ruoya turned around and was about to leave.

Before she could go out, she saw the attending physician in charge of Su Nanchen at the door.

The attending physician knew about Su Nanchen's condition, and naturally knew what was going on with Wen Ruoya.

Even though he was just a doctor, he had his own guidelines. In the face of patients, even if they can't put on a face and scold loudly, they can express their most basic attitude.

So, the attending physician glanced at Wen Ruoya coldly, and turned his head to enter the ward.

Wen Ruoya didn't realize that she was not welcome, so she called the doctor: "Doctor, you wait." ”

The voice is sweet and glutinous, and the gentleness that is deliberately squeezed out.

The attending physician frowned, "What's the matter, Miss Wen?"

"Nothing. Wen Ruoya smiled and told the doctor, "You must be careful and try to make my family Nanchen recover as soon as possible." He's the most important person to me. ”

The doctor frowned, angry and amused.

Anyway, he also worked in the hospital for so many years. Even Wen Ruoya could notice something, how could he ignore it.

The doctor asked, "Is this all there is to Miss Wen?"

"Hmm. Wen Ruoya nodded, "That's it." ”

The doctor smiled, and his words were sharp: "If Miss Wen cares so much about Mr. Su's condition, she might as well start by letting him avoid it." Mr. Su lost too much blood, and the most taboo thing about his injuries was hair. Miss Wen took the old hen to make soup for him to drink, do you want Mr. Su to get an allergic infection from his wound?"

"I ......"

Wen Ruoya was stunned, and her face changed instantly. A burst of red and a burst of white, especially embarrassing.

The doctor didn't say anything more, turned his head and asked Su Nanchen, "How do you feel today?"

"It's fine. Su Nanchen replied lightly, "My recent situation has been stabilizing." ”

"Okay. ”

The doctor nodded and took a bunch of instruments to test for Su Nanchen.

Su Nanchen cooperated with the test, and from beginning to end, he didn't say a word to Wen Ruoya.

Wen Ruoya stood by herself, her face was blue and red for a long time, and finally left in embarrassment.

Before leaving, she glanced down at the chicken soup on the ground, gritted her teeth, and walked faster.

Chicken soup, chicken soup, blame this pot of chicken soup.

How could she have thought that Su Nanchen's body was not suitable for drinking chicken soup.

How can this be her fault, if you want to blame Su Nanchen, she is sick and born wrong!

The more Wen Ruoya thought about it, the more she held her breath, walked out of the hospital building, and kicked and stomped along the way, knowing that she was holding back her anger at a glance.

A few steps out of the hospital, Wen Ruoya suddenly saw Qianye standing by the flower bed on the side, looking a little dazed.

A thousand nights?

Why is she still here?

Wen Ruoya frowned, walked over and called her, "Hey." ”