The storm of Wang Ping's life is coming. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the urgency of the wind and rain, and the trend of overwhelming the mountains and seas roared! Crackling for a week, Wang Ping was blown and dizzy, and he didn't know where the wind and rain came from!

This week, Wang Ping can receive a bouquet of fiery roses every day, whether she is at home or at work, she can always receive it at the right time and place, which does not affect her work or let her rest. Whether she is at work or at home, she has someone to deliver takeaway on time for mealtime. This is too scary, can you keep the pie that fell from the sky? As soon as the roses arrived, Wang Ping threw them away without hesitation, and she didn't dare to eat the rice. It's a pity, it's a meal that's better than the cafeteria, I don't know how many times! Once in Corey, Xiao Dong saw it, and he walked up and was about to grab it to eat: "It's a pity to throw it away, this is food!" Wang Ping guarded the lunch box and let go: "It doesn't matter if you poison me, I can't afford to poison you!"

A group of "nerves" in neurosurgery hadn't encountered such an "interesting" thing for a long time, and they all became Sherlock Holmes. Sure enough, they are all Sherlock Holmes, and the detective ideas are all the same --- pursuers, absolute suitors. But who is the suitor? This requires rigorous logical reasoning and stronger evidence.

"Isn't it Wang Gang, an orthopedic doctor?" that person is said to be suave!" Xiao Chen said politely.

"Would a suave person like Wang Ping's style?" If Tang Qiong's words were heard by Wang Ping, I don't know whether to be sad or happy.

"Wang Ping, this little girl can't see it, but if she doesn't, she is already a blockbuster. The head nurse's words don't seem to have much to do with the analysis of the case. Just join in the fun.

"Who could it be?" The words of the rotation doctor Xiao Zhu added some strange colors to the originally mysterious case.

"I know! It must be the same Chen Xu who rotated in our department last time, I remember that when SARS was at its worst, he said that Wang Ping was the most beautiful nurse in a mask she had ever seen. Doctor Xiao Ding waved his palms as he spoke, which meant that the coffin was conclusive.

"I also said that you are one of the top ten handsome guys in the whole house. I don't want to chase you!" Tang Qiong said as he slapped Xiao Ding's palm.

Everyone originally thought that Xiao Ding's "fierce news" could lock the "suspect", but Tang Qiong's "appearance" poured cold water on the spark that had not yet burned the prairies.

"Why don't you want to think about the people around you?" Dr. Yang Chao, who had been reading a book in the corner of the doctor's office, suddenly said leisurely behind the group of people.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you. The "Case Analysis Meeting" had to listen to the next breakdown in a more confusing suspense.

It's really a big deal to watch the excitement. Wang Ping's mood is not as relaxed as theirs. When the first bouquet of roses arrived, she thought it was a "threatening letter" or something, and the first thing she thought of was the expelled family member of the original 23 beds. But soon Xiao Dong got a guarantee of patting her chest, it must not be! When she received the roses again, although she was not afraid, she was definitely not happy. It's so inexplicable! If he is really a "suitor" as the Corey people say, it is probably unsightly, otherwise what does it mean to pretend to be a ghost like this!

If there is anything that can make Wang Ping a little touched, it is that except for Xiao Chen, no one in Corey knows that in addition to roses and rice, there is also a text message from the end number of the mobile phone 4304 every day.

First message: The night gave me a pair of black eyes, and I used to find my angel.

The second text message: You are the blossom of a tree, you are the swallow murmuring between the beams, you are love, warmth, hope, you are my April day.

The third text message: If I were a snowflake, fluttering in the air. I will know my direction, and I will be covered with the hem of your garment with my lightness and lightness.

Fourth message: Your smile makes my dull soul share the joy of innocence, like a ray of light left by the sun, illuminating the sky above my heart.

Fifth text message: You are coming, my spring is not far away!

Sixth message: The grass is bearing its seeds, the wind is shaking its leaves, and it is very beautiful if we can stand together and not speak.

Seventh text message: When I look at the moon, I think of you, the most beautiful and beautiful thing in the world is the moon, and it is you who is more beautiful and more beautiful than the moon.

"Look at it, this person changed the poems of Lin Huiyin, Xu Zhimo, Gu Cheng, Byron, and Shelley, but I don't know which poet this last sentence came from, it seems to have been written by himself. Wang Ping handed these text messages to Xiao Chen as they were.

"You said you were looking for someone who could write poetry, and it seemed that this person knew that you liked to read poetry. Xiao Chen is still looking for clues to see if he can close the case. Now it's not the rice, the roses and the text messages that matter. The important thing is the person who delivers the meal, the rose, the person who texts! Who the hell?

"That's not necessarily, isn't it just these tricks to coax girls? I really met someone who "wrote poetry", Wang Ping was touched and felt that this person was a little unreliable.

"Whether or not to write poetry is not mainly about "writing", but about having the feelings of poetry. For example, if you see a small grass swaying in the wind, you sincerely sigh ---Ah, poor little grass." This is also much stronger than copied poems that are coaxed. Wang Ping continued.

"Who is discussing poetry with you? I don't understand, I just want to know who this person is!" Xiao Chen was anxious.

yes, who is it? Wang Ping wanted to know.