Chapter Twenty-Eight: Three, Three, Nine?

Zhou Can spent the afternoon in a stomachache, not a very bad one, but it just didn't stop faintly, making her unable to concentrate.

She went to the toilet several times and tried to vomit with her hands, but when it was gastric lavage, she failed.

This time, my throat was so hard that I was fucking starting to pantothenic.

At eight o'clock in the evening, all the overtime and non-overtime were gone, but she was the only one left, who hadn't finished sorting out the contract report or something, dragging her sick body to work overtime, which was really unpleasant.

Just as she was about to grieve the Spring and Autumn Period, Qin Lie's house suddenly went and returned, he took a paper bag in his hand, glanced at Zhou Can, and put it directly on her table.

Zhou Can looked at him with his eyebrows, hesitated to unpack it, and four big words suddenly appeared, and Zhou Can was stunned for a moment.

"Three, three-nine stomach Tai?"

Qin Lie's expression was a little unnatural, but his tone was very calm: "You are also considered a work injury, I bought it by the way." ”

Zhou Can pondered for a moment, near the company, which pharmacy is on the road?

Qin Lie stretched out his other hand and put another set of food boxes next to her.

"Eat first and then take medicine. Then he paced back to his desk across from him.

Zhou Can was a little overwhelmed for a while, how did he know that she had a stomachache?

She didn't bother to think about it anymore, got up and went to the pantry to get some hot water, sat back in her seat, reached out and took out a bag of medicine, tore it open, brewed it, and then raised her head and sent it to her mouth.

"I said eat first and then take medicine. Before the medicine could be consumed, Qin Lie's voice came from the opposite side, interrupting her.

It was as if she had been watching her......

Zhou Can glanced at him and said with a grin: "No appetite." ”

As he spoke, his neck was raised, a cup of medicine was put into his stomach, it was hot, and the dull pain seemed to be relieved...... Very sweet?

Qin Lie didn't speak again, he felt that he was really talkative, he should put down the medicine and leave, what are you pretending to be working overtime here?

Zhou Can's stomach pain has improved a lot, and his work efficiency has come up, and he has completed the report in an hour.

Shao Dongning's phone called, and Zhou Can cleaned it up and answered it in his ear: "Dongning, I'm done, ...... you"

"Cancan, I'm sorry I'm in a bit of a hurry, can you take a taxi back by yourself?" Shao Dongning's voice was a little anxious, and he interrupted her before Zhou Can could finish speaking.

Zhou Can paused and asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll tell you the wedding dress the day after tomorrow. ”

“……”

The phone hung up in a hurry, and she hadn't even asked, what time was the day after tomorrow?

Forget it, there must be a reason why he doesn't say it.

After packing her things, she handed the report into Qin Lie's hands, and then just turned around to leave, Qin Lie stopped her: "I'll send you back?"

His gaze fell on the report, and his tone looked like he had said a very casual gossip.

Zhou Can smiled, crisply and neatly: "Thank you, Director Qin, no!"

Qin Lie raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, his words today are really a bit much, and his mouth still doesn't obey the call, why do you have to rush to find abuse?

When he looked up again, Zhou Can had already arrived at the door, and he closed the door with a bang.

Qin Lie touched the cigarette from the side, raised his hand and lit it, then slowly got up and walked to the window, and opened the blinds with a "swish".

Downstairs is the road, the road is full of traffic, the river is endless.

He smoked a cigarette and said 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 in his heart......

When he counted to ninety-nine, Zhou Can's figure appeared on the side of the road.

She wore a dark suit, which lined her already thin figure even more delicately, and her hair fluttered in the wind, and she lowered her hair back as she looked down at something.

It was not yet ten o'clock, and there were a lot of cars on the road, and soon she got a taxi, Carmen, got in the car, and drove away.

Qin Lie's eyes suddenly became a mess in his mind as she disappeared.

His shadow was faintly reflected on the floor-to-ceiling glass, and he stood there motionless, his expressionless face showing no joy or sorrow.

The cigarette on his fingertips had burned to the top, and he was a little stinging when it was hot, but he didn't let go of his hand.

She's getting married.

He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes quietly, the corners of his eyebrows moving slightly.

Eventually, the burning pain spread from his fingers to his arms and to his whole body, and finally he had to let go, and Spark jumped and fled in a hurry.

There was an inexplicable ache in his chest.

She's getting married, but what does that have to do with him?