The VIP ward has good soundproofing and lighting facilities, fresh and pure air, smooth wooden floors, peaceful pink walls, charming curtains, an ASUS desktop computer, high-end computer desks and computer chairs, wardrobes, closets, shoe racks, and even drinking fountains are as clean as new. Pro, Baidu search eye & fast, a large number of free looks.

Lin Anqi felt that such a room made people feel not like they were sick and hospitalized, but they felt like they were living in a high-end hotel.

After the typhoon ravaged Yundu, the sky began to clear, the scenery outside was unusually bright, and from the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP ward, the trees and plants near and far were verdant.

A few potted tall plants in the room, tropical palms, pothos, and jewel flowers, are all the kind of quiet green that is pleasing to the eye.

Lin Anqi didn't know what to say to the three medical staff who were busy in and out, so she had to keep looking at the pot of gem flowers with unusually thick leaves, and she couldn't imagine that this most ordinary plant could also grow such a fierce and rich appearance?

Probably because of the size of the VIP ward, in order to make the room more pleasing to the eye, comfortable and comfortable, there is also a pot of delicate white lilies and a pot of green leaves, red and white contrasting eye-catching dragon spit beads on the cabinet under the LCD TV.

Lin Anqi had a feeling of wanting to sigh in her heart.

Lin Jiahao watched Lin Anqi being pushed into the elevator, and didn't follow to see how Dean Peng arranged Lin Anqi, he kept talking on the phone at the end of the corridor of the hospital, until Dean Peng came over in person and told him that everything had been arranged according to his requirements, he nodded, and then hung up the phone.

Lin Jiahao followed the attentive Dean Peng to take the elevator to Lin Anqi's ward.

Under normal circumstances, entering the sterile intensive care ward requires changing into a blue sterile gown and wearing a mask, but Lin Jiahao is of course a different matter.

Although this kind of privilege is really contrary to the harmony of civilized society, it is ...... It is indeed a scene that often plays out at a certain time and place.

The middle-aged head nurse was giving Lin Anqi today's drip, and saw Dean Peng accompanying Lin Jiahao in, and in a pair of sharp eyes behind the mask, he couldn't tell what it meant.

Rich people are rich people who burn a lot of money, this patient is young, the acute pneumonia has been well controlled, and he can recover completely after a few days of treatment.

These privileged people are always afraid that if they don't show their privilege level, people won't know that they are special.

Fortunately, they are all no longer surprised, hospitals also need to make a profit, and it is not unreasonable for rich people to ask for special services after all, or that sentence, who wants them to be rich?

Lin Jiahao did not ask Dean Peng about Lin Anqi's treatment, and it was obvious that he also knew that Lin Anqi was no longer in any serious trouble, and that she was transferred to the VIP ward just to change her to a comfortable environment.

Lin Jiahao walked into the ward and looked at it, and didn't say anything to Lin Anqi, but just asked softly about some aspects of the patient's daily life, Dean Peng answered them one by one, and Lin Jiahao nodded with satisfaction.

Then he instructed Lin Anqi, who was lying on the bed: "It's not bad here, you can rest in peace first, and I'll come back to see you in the afternoon." ”

Although Lin Anqi's throat hurt and was very hoarse, she hurriedly said, "Big brother, you don't need to come if you have something...... Don't bother, just call Qingqing to come......"

Lin Jiahao smiled inexplicably, and said to Dean Peng: "Dean Peng, thank you, I'll invite you to dinner another day." ”

Dean Peng hurriedly smiled and said, "It should be, it should be...... No, no, Lin Shao, I mean, providing high-quality and satisfactory services to patients is what our hospital should do...... Lin Shao is not welcome, you are welcome. ”

Lin Jiahao couldn't help laughing, this Dean Peng is quite cute.

Lin Jiahao's real foundation is in Xi'an, and Yundu is because of Mrs. Lin and Lin Fang'er, although he also has his business, but basically he passes by and stays very little.

Now Zhu Yan took Naphthalene to his mother's house in Shanghai, and Lin Anqi, who bought the love of his life as his agent, was sick and hospitalized again, and Tang's Media didn't know when there would be movement, so Lin Jiahao decided to stay in Yundu for a few days.

After he made arrangements for Xi'an's affairs by phone, several people flew from Xi'an to Yundu in the afternoon.

Lin Jiahao really didn't break his promise, and after lunch, he came to Lin Anqi's ward with a large bag of nutritional products.

His posture made Lin Anqi feel a little scared for no reason.

Qingqing also followed, holding a clean small clay pot, which was a beautiful soup carefully cooked by Sister-in-law Chen.

Two special nurses had already sent Lin Anqi to lunch, which was a nutritious meal specially distributed by the hospital, one nurse cleaned up the dishes, and the other took a very clean mop for washing, and continued to mop the shiny floor of this room.

Qingqing followed Lin Jiahao to the door of the VIP ward, looking at such a beautiful ward, her eyes suddenly widened, and the belly slander on her face was almost ready to erupt: Did the young master have a brain pump?

A small envy, jealousy, and hatred overflowing.

Lin Jiahao stood still and said to Qingqing: "Qingqing, it's okay, give me the soup, don't go in." ”

Qingqing was a little unhappy to see Lin Jiahao pause for a moment: "Young master...... Me?"

What does it mean? Lin Anqi can be admitted to such a beautiful ward? She can't even go in?

Lin Jiahao said with a smile: "There will be someone who will take care of your Angel soup, so you don't have to worry about it, you still have the money to take a taxi in the morning, right? ”

Qingqing immediately cried and lost her face, but she didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to agree: "Hmm...... That's good, young master, remember to bring back the soup can after Anqi drinks the soup, otherwise Sister Chen will be verbose with me again. ”

Then he looked at Lin Anqi who was lying on the white and comfortable hospital bed with great resentment.

It was the first time Lin Anqi saw Qingqing deflated like this, especially the aggrieved and resentful look on Qingqing's face, as if this little girl suddenly discovered that she was an outsider despised by the young master.

Lin Anqi was reluctant to go, and said to Lin Jiahao in a dumb voice: "Big brother, call Qingqing in, it's okay to talk to me." ”

Lin Jiahao flatly refused: "You are not allowed to visit casually here, let alone play with your mobile phone, you are dumb and coughing, what is there to say?" Qingqing is obedient, I will give you a gift when Anqi is well." ”

Qingqing pouted, and for the first time, she said to Lin Anqi, who was lying on the hospital bed, "That's okay, Sister Anqi, you are recuperating well, I will tell my wife what you want to eat, ask Sister Chen to cook it for you, and I will send it to you again." ”

After speaking, standing at the door of the ward, he waved his hand to Lin Anqi childishly, Lin Anqi had no choice but to shake her hand as well, nodded and smiled: "Then thank you Qingqing......"

Lin Jiahao had already walked into the ward with his things.

The nurse who mopped the floor smiled politely at Lin Jiahao, and walked out with a mop very interestingly.

When he walked to the door, he glanced at Qingqing, who was full of resentment.