Lei Yiming lay at home for three days, the heat was high and low, and the shoulder injury was further worsened. On the fourth day, he had pneumonia and had to go to the hospital.

After half a month in Union Hospital, he took medicine and injections all day long, almost filling himself into a medicine basket. There is no specific medicine for pneumonia, he was even critically ill at one time, Bai Xuefeng guarded him, and he was so frightened that he almost cried several times - he was just an adjutant, how could he be responsible for the life and death of the marshal?

Fortunately, he finally escaped death and was discharged from the hospital and returned home. When he was hospitalized, Lin Zifeng went to see him every day, and when he saw that he could see him from morning to night, others looked at him and thought that the secretary general had real feelings for Dashuai, but they didn't know that Lin Zifeng was addicted to him - of course it wasn't because he was good-looking, even if he was usually a peerless beauty, he would never be beautiful at this moment, Lin Zifeng just thought his half-dead appearance was very interesting, "a little interesting".

At the same time, he could somewhat help Bai Xuefeng share a little worry, so Bai Xuefeng didn't dare to take the credit alone. After Lei Yiming arrived home, he said to him about his hard work, and he said with a smile: "Zifeng has also made a lot of efforts, if he doesn't help, I can't support it alone." ”

Lei Yiming sat on the bed with the quilt in his arms, and when he heard this, he asked, "Where is Zifeng?"

"He didn't come today, probably because he knew that Dashuai was discharged from the hospital today, so he was also relieved. If you want to see him, I'll give him a call. ”

Lei Yiming shook his head: "Forget it, let him rest too." ”

After saying this, he looked up at Bai Xuefeng again: "Thin, you." ”

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smiled and lowered his head: "Xie Dashuai cares, I'm fine, I'll get fat after a few meals." It's handsome, this time he has recovered from a serious illness, and he has to take care of it. ”

Lei Yiming replied: "Yes, I know." ”

Then he also smiled: "This time I'm scared too." I had long felt that I was going to get sick, but I didn't expect it to be such a serious illness. If you don't take care of it well, your life will be gone. ”

Bai Xuefeng listened to the tone of his speech, and felt that his spirit and mood seemed to be good, so he wanted to accompany him to laugh a few words, but at this moment, Lin Zifeng came.

Lin Zifeng had already taken off his coat downstairs, but his hands and face still had a cold air, and after entering the room, he stood in front of the bed, he rubbed his hands, looked at Lei Yiming and asked, "How is Dashuai feeling today?"

When Lei Yiming was half-asleep in the hospital, he could always see him dimly, and when he saw him, he felt kind: "I'm already well, and then I can raise it at home." Then he looked up at the tip of Lin Zifeng's frozen red nose: "It's cold today?"

Lin Zifeng replied: "It's very cold." ”

When Lei Yiming heard this, he suddenly sighed: "If I am a poor person, if this disease meets this weather, I will definitely die?"

Bai Xuefeng said with a smile: "Dashuai is born with a great fortune, let alone this life, there will be no such time in the next life." Then he stepped forward and diverted the conversation: "Dashuai has been sitting for a long time, now lie down for a while! Doctor Bernard said, you must rest and sleep more these days." ”

However, Lin Zifeng opened his mouth again at this time: "Dashuai, I want to ask for your permission to meet my wife." There's a little bit of a business problem, me

Check with her. ”

Bai Xuefeng frowned secretly, thinking that Lao Lin would not open a pot, but when he was full of emotion, he mentioned his wife, but Lei Yiming was not moved, and only said: "Go." ”

Lin Zifeng got Lei Yiming's permission and successfully entered the "cold palace" in the marshal's mansion.

The cold palace is not cold, and of course it is not much hot. The flowers and plants in the yard were all frozen into a handful of crooked yellow stalks, he walked up the steps of the main house with his head held high, raised his hand and knocked on the closed door: "Ye Chun is good." ”

The door opened, and there was a layer of cotton curtain behind the door, and the curtain was half opened, revealing Ye Chunhao's face. He was not very polite, raised his hand to raise the curtain a little, and he bent down and walked in.

Taking off the foggy glasses, he took out his handkerchief to wipe the mist off the lenses, then put his glasses back on, and turned to face Ye Chunhao.

Ye Chunhao was wearing a dark blue satin-faced leather robe, the robe was thin, and the neckline was inlaid with a small circle of gray and white short wind hair. The hair was parted and combed, and the back of the head was tied in a bun, and the eyebrows, eyes, and faces were clean, but the lips were bloodless. In such a cold weather, it is absolutely impossible to open doors and windows for ventilation, Ye Chunhao lives in these three rooms day and night, Lin Zifeng snorted, and felt that the air here had a smell, not a smell, but the smell of a woman's flesh, for most men, this smell can even be regarded as a soul-stirring incense.

When Lin Shengnan was thirteen or fourteen years old, there was also this smell in the house, and he was very acceptable and not disgusted, perhaps because she was his own sister who was raised by him. Lin Shengnan's smell, he can bear it, Ye Chun is good

He couldn't bear it, as if the smell was aggressive, and wanted to launch some kind of terrifying infiltration and attack on him.

He took a deep breath as he pulled out his handkerchief to cover his nose, because the smell of the outside world remained on it—soap, tobacco, hair wax, ink, etc.

While he was struggling with the smell, Ye Chunhao walked to the table, poured a cup of tea and pushed it to the table, and then sat down on the chair on the other side, sitting like a seat, his face was neither red nor white, and his voice was neither high nor low: "The secretary general came to see me, is there something wrong?"

Lin Zifeng also sat down at the table according to the instructions of the cup of tea, and after sitting down, he looked up at Ye Chunhao carefully across a table. Ye Chunhao met his gaze, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

Lin Zifeng examined her unscrupulously, and then said, "You have been here for half a year." ”

Ye Chunhao replied: "Yes, it's been half a year. ”

"He also locked up Mary Fon for half a month, and since then, Mary Fung has been a little crazy. Speaking of this, he seemed to smile: "You look fine." ”

Ye Chunhao replied with a smile: "Thank you Secretary-General for your concern." If I'm going crazy one day, I'll send someone to tell the Secretary-General in advance. ”

Lin Zifeng was sarcastic by her, but she didn't care, she had the heart of a winner. Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of hot tea, he got to the point and told Ye Chunhao: "That amusement park has been built and opened during the Spring Festival. Your vision is good, the amusement park in the south of the city, no matter winter or summer, will always be full. This one is opened, and the conditions in all aspects are far better

The one in the south of the city will definitely only make money and not lose money in the future. ”

In order to invest in this amusement park, Ye Chunhao spent a lot of effort and tried every means to raise money everywhere. In North China, or even in all of China, there is no woman with such a big hand. At that time, she was really full of ambition! What a majestic face! Now that she has lived in this cage for half a year, she only feels like a world away when she thinks back to that time. Fortunately, she has experienced ups and downs, she didn't show off her power when she was in the scenery, and now that she is in this cage, she can sit still facing Lin Zifeng.

She had no intention of going mad at all—madness or death was always a great sacrifice. Such a great sacrifice must always be meaningful. There is no one she loves in this world, and she is unwilling to sacrifice for anyone, so she is not crazy, she is not dead. Is she miserable in her twenties, eating and drinking, lukewarm, and alive?

The more she fell into this bad situation, the more she thought about the good. Raising her eyes to look at Lin Zifeng, she replied, "This is good news. I can't see it open with my own eyes, but I'm comforted if it turns out that I'm investing well. ”

She spoke so calmly, very civilized, very reasonable, like another form of invulnerability. However, Lin Zifeng likes her reasonable mask, and if she doesn't wear her hair and howl for a day, he will secretly look down on her for a day.

At this time, Ye Chunhao asked again: "Is there anything wrong with the Secretary-General's trip?"

Lin Zifeng then remembered his intention:

"Is the contract for the amusement park in the safe of the Tianjin Mansion?"

Ye Chunhao nodded: "Yes, it's all there." ”

Lin Zifeng gradually got used to the smell in the room, looked down at the teacup in front of him, and said again: "Dashuai is sick, do you know?"

Ye Chunhao shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Lin Zifeng curled the corners of his mouth and raised his eyes to stare at her: "I heard Lao Bai say that the handsome man has unfinished feelings for you, and when he was so sick that he was confused, he blamed you for not going to see him." ”

When Ye Chunhao heard this, he thought about it, but he smiled. There was no emotion in this smile, but it seemed a little helpless. After laughing, she stood up and said politely, "Secretary-General, if there is nothing else, you should go." ”

Lin Zifeng never expected that she would suddenly give an eviction order, and looked at her quite unexpectedly, and then he got up: "Farewell." ”

Ye Chunhao lifted the cotton door curtain for him: "Please go slowly, don't send it." ”

Lin Zifeng left.

Ye Chunhao stood in front of the window and watched him walk out of the door, knowing in his heart that he must be disappointed. From the moment he stepped into the room, she could see that he was carrying several bombshells, and he was desperate to blow himself into ruins. So she was more careful, and she didn't accept all the heavy news he threw out.

Is the amusement park about to open? That's good, at least it proves that she has a good eye. She can have the opportunity to use the Lei family's huge amount of money to verify her vision, which can be regarded as a kind of luck. Lei Yiming was still thinking about her, and that wasn't worth her joy. Wasn't she loved by him?

She couldn't bear this person's love, so she decided to retreat in time

。 She had made such a decision several times before, but none of them were accurate, so the secluded life in the past six months may not be completely unbeneficial, she at least had enough time and enough consideration.

Otherwise, she's the next Mary Von.