Three days later. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the morning of City A, there is sunlight through the clouds, pouring on this magnificent mountain and river, the fog reflects a little crystal light under the illumination of the sun, and the distant mountains are covered by clouds and mist, like a fairy fairyland.

And the city A, which is known as the tourist city of China's intangible cultural heritage, is quaint and beautiful, revealing the ancient city with a retro atmosphere, a small river passing through the city, the fog is hazy, and there are fishing boats moored on the shore.

The First People's Hospital of City A.

Because as the leading tertiary hospital in City A, before eight o'clock, people who came to see a doctor arrived here one after another, and the rush hour directly led to a traffic jam in this hospital.

A Cayenne followed the traffic, slowly moving into the underground parking lot.

Cayenne with three 6s after the license plate, caused a lot of shock when passing through the security hall, a girl in a white dress poked her head out to get the card, and it was absolutely impossible to find the top luxury car owners with the second license plate after the three 6s in the entire A city, and politely thanked the security guard, and then poured into the parking lot, and directly found a vacant seat to stop the car.

Then, the girl did not get out of the car in a hurry, but sat quietly in the cab, and her clean face, which was enough to make people forget the vulgar, revealed a bitter smile.

Finally, the girl took a deep breath, got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out a basket of fruit flowers, carried it on her arm, and walked towards the elevator.

Mo Qingyi!

The daughter of Mo Qianchong, chairman of the board of directors of the Linya Group in G Province.

One of the three major school flowers of City A No. 1 Middle School.

That Cayenne is Mo Qianchong's car, and it is generally not easy to drive out, but at this moment, Mo Qianchong is directly giving this Cayenne to Mo Qingyi to travel.

As a real rich second generation, Mo Qingyi, who is well versed in the various rules in this circle, naturally understands the meaning of Mo Qianchong's move, which is nothing more than to use Mo Qingyi's friendship with that 'Chu Gu', one of the few friendships of the Ye family, to climb the big Buddha of the Ye family.

Not to mention the Ye family, even if it is Ye Qingling's true identity, it is enough to make Mo Qianchong, a big man who crisscrosses the black and white sides of City A, kneel/lick, as a person at the level of Mo Qianchong, what Ye Qingling did in the capital and everything he once did in City A is enough to make him stammer at all costs.

Merchants can't afford to be early.

And Mo Qingyi, a typical rich second generation, Bai Fumei, understands that he is just a chess piece for the so-called father to climb to the top.

She originally refused to see Ye Qingling again, but she had some unknown thoughts in her heart, and the past scenes came to mind, which made her, a cold and arrogant school girl, have an elusive ambivalence in her heart.

"It's reasonable to see you, it can be regarded as an alternative compensation to make up for the harm I caused to Chu Gu in the first place. Mo Qingyi took a deep breath, stepped into the elevator, and pressed directly on the 18th floor.

In fact, isn't this a kind of self-deception?

Mo Qingyi closed her eyes slightly, the elevator was rising at a rapid pace, but for her, it seemed as if a century had passed.

When the elevator stopped suddenly, showing that the 18th floor had arrived, for some reason, Mo Qingyi was a little hesitant, gritted her teeth and fought between heaven and man, and she stepped out of the elevator.

ICU Intensive Care Unit.

This is an expensive intensive care unit, a VIP ward specially prepared for the top elites in City A, where class exists everywhere, and equality for all is nothing more than the ignorant and childish cry of the weak.

And in this VIP ward that Lin Yanran got through a special way, Xiaode, who was wrapped in a mummy-like bandage, was lying quietly on the hospital bed, the ECG monitoring showed that everything was normal, and the oxygen mask covered the face of this iron-blooded man like an abominable curse. It's just that this man's haggard appearance makes people's hearts slightly sour.

It is impossible to continue the broken arm, that is to say, the second half of Xiaode's life is an out-and-out cripple?

As the arrogant Xiaode, the man known as the 'Iron Fist', Ye Qingling actually hopes that this man will not wake up again, perhaps, in this way, this man will not face the pain and blow of losing his broken arm.

In the past three days, Ye Qingling has been sitting in front of the hospital bed almost all the time, although the doctor warned him that his injuries need to be recuperated, but Ye Qingling always came to Xiaode's hospital bed immediately after the doctor left.

Shangguan Wan'er stood at the window, looking at the scenery in the distance, she was also seriously injured, wrapped in gauze, and a loose pajamas were put on her body to prevent spring/light/outside/leakage.

Shangguan Wan'er looked at Ye Qingling, who was sitting in front of Xiaode's hospital bed from time to time, looking at this man who had always been a mythical existence in her mind, looking at this man who had been in a state of silence, for some reason, Shangguan Wan'er's heart unexpectedly flashed a trace of inexplicable anger.

The price paid by the dynasty in this war was too great.

And the pillar of the dynasty, who has been silent as if he had changed a person these days, made her afraid, she was afraid that this man would collapse.

Ling Hu Yunruo, Nalan Xuanming and others rushed to City A on the night of the accident, but the seriously injured prince at that time stubbornly talked with Ling Hu Yunruo for nearly half an hour, and in the next three days, none of the core members of the dynasty came, and the eating, drinking, and Lazar of their three sick numbers were all taken care of by the senior nurses hired by Lin Yanran.

Shangguan Wan'er, who was standing at the window, hesitated for a moment, slowly walked to Xiaode's hospital bed, glanced at Xiaode, who was still in a coma, and then spoke to Ye Qingling with some concern, and said, "Shizi......"

Ye Qingling suddenly raised her head, smiled slightly, her smile was bright, but she was a little inexplicably sad, and said: "Wan'er, is my son a failure in this world, very useless, and even his subordinates can't protect him." ”

Looking at Ye Qingling's sincere but slightly self-deprecating Ye Qingling, Shangguan Wan'er trembled, as if she had been poked by something in her heart, she was very uncomfortable, and said, "No, Shizi, actually, you don't need to blame yourself......"

"Men always have to go through something to grow, but as for how mature they are, it depends on what the price is?" Ye Qingling said.

Shangguan Wan'er did not speak.

It's just that, in her deep heart, she feels that such a royal prince is very strange, so strange that she almost doesn't dare to recognize her.

Ye Qingling suddenly stood up and stared at Shangguan Wan'er, and then, gently, he hugged Shangguan Wan'er's shoulders.

Swish!

Shangguan Wan'er trembled all over, as if an electric current was passing through her whole body.

The next moment, the man's slightly vicissitudes of mellow voice came: "In the future, our dynasty, our brothers, I will never allow it, there is a potential threat." ”

There are no childish oaths, and no solemn promises.

It's just that Shangguan Wan'er saw a strange perseverance from the depths of this man's deep eyes, and it seemed that the prince of the dynasty, who was known for his cold-bloodedness, had changed.

And such a calm and introverted prince of the dynasty made Shangguan Wan'er flash a trace of inexplicable fanaticism in her heart.