Chapter 187: The President is well pampered

This time, the president brought stewed black chicken soup and handmade cakes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info lifted the lid, and a thick and greasy scent of Chinese medicine wafted over, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the ward.

"The black chicken is the kind of chicken with white hair and black claws. Fang Sheng nagged and said: "When slaughtering, it must be suffocated to death without bleeding, then remove the hair, shave the belly, and then put a little angelica and codonopsis into the stomach, and sew it up and seal it with needle and thread."

Then place it in a casserole, add a pinch of salt and ginger, and simmer for two hours before it is done.

This kind of chicken soup is definitely a great tonic for women.

You two little women must finish the soup and eat the meat! This is the first time I've cooked in my life! I want to save face, you know?"

Ping Yu and the little lady have always loved to drink chicken soup, not to mention this delicate method and excellent taste? Tan Tan soon chewed on its flesh and bones, and she said: "Mother, eat quickly,—— eat quickly, eat it so delicious!"

Of course, Ping Yu also wants to eat and drink, but after all, he has to be a bit of a lady.

Besides, she can't turn over, everything has to rely on Fang Sheng to feed.

Ping Yu has no choice but to "enjoy" the service of a super president, although there is always a strange resentment in her heart and an urgent need, but what can she do? Who told her to do nothing.

After all, everything is now in the palm of someone's hand. She could only just clean up his addiction in her mind. She felt her subconscious hair reach a point where she couldn't do more.

Loss, pain, depression, thinking, planning, the sun and the moon pass so slowly and slowly.

Fang Sheng, the president of the driver who caused the accident, although he found a special nurse for Ping Yu and was by his side 24 hours a day, he still came to visit at least once a day, bringing food, drink and feeding, and was very attentive.

Fang Sheng told Ping Yu that he saw Ping Yu in the opposite police car by accident that day, and he thought that he had met his first love, and he was in a trance for a while, and subconsciously bumped into him head-on.

As for all kinds of detailed materials for Ping Shu, he only needed a few phone calls to get them all done.

Fang Sheng, the president worth hundreds of millions of dollars, seems to be justifiably meticulous in his care and care, which makes Ping Yu lie down on the hospital bed, and gradually becomes extremely amorous and soft, completely losing the magic energy of the usual wind and fire and conscientious work, especially the spirit and sassy and heroic style when investigating and solving the case.

And as the hospitalization continued, the people who visited it gradually disappeared.

IN THE PAST, IT WAS THE SOUND OF MUSIC SOUNDING ON THE LANDLINE, THE RINGING OF THE MOBILE PHONE ONE AFTER ANOTHER, AND THE WARNING SOUND OF THE IPAD WECHAT "POOF" FOR A WHILE.

Now, all of them have disappeared.

The noisy wards are so few that they can even be called crowded.

Pingfu feels a little bit of the hot and cold taste of the world.

It was as if the whole world, suddenly, suddenly, suddenly, had moved away from her. She was completely abandoned.

In the material age of a person's rapid decay, only desire is left in the world and power, although Ping Yu does not think so, but there is still a feeling in his heart, very frustrated, very lonely and lonely.

The most unbearable thing is that he can't quickly devote himself to the investigation and solving the case, and he is already depressed, but he suddenly heard that his position as the leader of the detachment was represented by others, and Ping Yu naturally felt very lonely.

How can you say that you are also a subordinate of your subordinates, how can you see the shortcomings like this - why is you in such a hurry? Perhaps, it is completely a sign that you will no longer be able to engage in this criminal police profession that you have been fighting for for nearly 20 years?

If this is the case, it means that in the future, it is time to reopen a new business, but what is the only way to continue it, how to survive, and where should the business go?

After all, there is still a long way to go. People are already in their thirties, and there is no establishment yet, so why not be confused? Where is the future?

To live, there must be a hope.

Should love be considered? Should you be so lonely for the rest of your life? Especially the wanton and domineering possessiveness of the president in front of you, is it a love?

Ping Fu began to be confused by the charm of the dream demon, and sometimes even had a trace of graceful and happy dreams.

Waiting for the opportunity to get out of bed and get the secrets in my heart, especially DNA measurement, I can't wait.

Fang Sheng always has to come every day, either taking Tan Tan out to play around, or walking Tan Tan, describing and showing the flat man lying on the bed to meditate on his entrepreneurial history, romance and study history, like a couple, they are talking endlessly, the sky is falling and the sky is not shocking, and Nana is sticky and mumbling, sometimes even for hours, but it seems to pass in an instant.

Ping Fu was shocked and confused, and couldn't figure out why Fang Sheng would completely confide in her what he could never say.

And she was deeply intoxicated.

Even the third watch in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, after imagining, it was the cup of shadow snake bow, and she herself turned into two souls, desperately like a wonderful swan song trembling and entanglement, but fulfilling.

Men are concerned and considerate and pay attention to a woman, this woman must be full of amorous feelings.

Until one day, Fang Sheng laughed when he saw Ping Yu, and his words of beauty rippled, "Love, love, how nourishing our police flower! You know—the most beautiful woman in the world is you, understand, don't you understand? Come—come—let me, a bad man, come and get a—um—huh!"

Ping Fu only had to swing his head back and forth from side to side fiercely, and he couldn't get rid of him immediately.

When a person is alone, Pingfu is particularly confused. Aloneness. Dreariness.

The peace of the sun and the moon who has always lived in a lively environment is not uncommon in the eyes of others to be brilliant and prominent.

Usually, in her spare time, in addition to reading, raising flowers, raising children, and writing, she rarely goes to that kind of bright nightlife, which is why she and Zhi Xuan were able to come together in the first place.

But she was terrified of the sympathy and pity in the eyes of others. After all, how could Ping Wei, the dignified head of the criminal police detachment of the Tonghai City Public Security Bureau, lose his own social status, role, and value?

Her wisdom is a treasure of the entire city's criminal police.

Although she can't roll over and get out of bed, she always calls her to help her exercise when the female special caregiver who takes care of her is there.

She doesn't believe in her future, that's it, she can only rely on others, and she lives like a red, thin, green and fat life.

In the world view of Pingfu, living the sun and the moon is to live a wonderful life, even if it is condensed, it is never reluctant to steal life.

Ping Fu felt the need to go out and get away from this guy immediately.

You have to get up quickly to do what you want to do the most.

Loneliness has calmed my heart for a long time, because of the warmth, it has begun to heat up unusually hot, and every day it seems that my heart is buried deep in a huge container, full of places.

It was as if I had heard the sound of the "thunderclap" of roses and flowers blooming in an instant, and my eyes were full of joy and joy.

The sick Pingfu is even more charming, like a delicate flower, blooming in the dust, and everyone who sees it is deeply surprised and delighted.

Sometimes she is also very charming to herself, since the divorce, no matter who it is, even if that man has the appearance of Pan An, the talent of Li Bai, the wealth of Li Ka-shing, and the brain of Sherlock Holmes, it has never touched her heart.

Can ...... now Have you fallen in love for a long time? The strange and charming Ping Fu hesitated, unable to believe that he had encountered love again.

In the past, I was not a woman, but a neutral person, and I always brought people an earth-shattering feeling of crying ghosts.

Now, shouldn't she surprise people with another surprise?

The surprise was already there.

For example, when everyone thought she was a workaholic who risked her life, she was paralyzed and bedridden?

For example, when everyone thought she would never be tempted again, she fell in love?

For example, when everyone is optimistic about her career in life, she has strong doubts in her heart?

Surprise you. Ping Yu was silently sure.

All the previous things are reality, and then she has to tremble for her life again.

Thoroughly taste the taste of your own life.

Suddenly hearing that he was being surrogated, Ping Yu was shocked. Lose. Unwilling.

Later, she comforted and said, but no matter what, after all, she was the only female criminal police detachment leader, heroic model, and case-solving expert in Tonghai City.

If a public figure is neglected, will the public not pay special attention to her as a public figure? The director of the bureau will definitely give her appropriate positions and positions.

Thinking about this, the mentality of Ping Yu will become more peaceful, stable and harmonious.

Thus it is often seen that if people still visit her, there is always a coldness, majesty and awe-inspiring display in those eyes, and it is only necessary to stare into the eyes of men and women who want to confirm some kind of news, and the people who have pecked in the eyes will at once hide their faces and silence them, and never mention the difficult topics again.

My mother came to the hospital every day, and no matter how much Pingfu asked her not to come every day, my mother was still the same. Fang Sheng also equipped his mother with a special car and driver, and came to the ward every afternoon to sit and say a few words to Ping Yu. Being able to arrange and be taken care of in this way, everyone is also very happy with each other, after all, my mother is already old, and her body also has coronary heart disease.

Therefore, often in the middle of the night, when he collapsed on the hospital bed, staring out the window at the stars and the moon moving away, it was possible for Ping Fu to ask himself over and over again: Why? Why? Why did you start to like his presence? Like to listen to his strange dumb babble?

Was it because Fang Sheng's attention filled her heart? Or was it because of his praise that made her rebuild her self-confidence? Or was it because of the familiar masculinity in his body that gave her a support point for her body and mind? Or was it because of their possible past interactions, which made her excited and weird?

Ping Yu always thinks and thinks, and his brain permeates a kind of slimness and pain.

In all cases, it is best to use a paternity test.

So, Pingshu began to really look for a secret time.

On this day, Ping Wei insisted on getting out of bed to eat, pretending to accidentally knock over the celadon bowl in Fang Sheng's hand.

In a panic, when he picked up a broken bowl, he deliberately pretended to accidentally touch Fang Sheng's hand to help, and the sharp celadon bowl cut his fingers like the tip of a knife.

A few drops of blood flowed out, and she hurriedly collected them in a clean white gauze cloth and secretly placed them in a vial — the same medical vial she had a nurse wash and wash.

After Fang Sheng left, she immediately used her mobile phone to call Xiao Xiao, a technical detective classmate from the technical investigation detachment's laboratory, and put the blood bottle of the little lady Tan Tan Tan and Fang Sheng's that she had taken in private into a brown paper bag, and said to him: "It's all up to you! Be sure to help me privately test the DNA composition of the parent. Be careful and keep it confidential. ”

She then fell into meditation.

Often, she was unable to answer her own questions.

She thought of Fang Sheng's appearance and language again and again, even his strong and tough body.

On the sickbed, although there could be no intimate actions, whenever Fang Sheng forcibly hugged or "kissed", she also felt all kinds of toughness many times, forcing her waist.

This reminded her of the early hours of ten years ago - it seemed to have a beautiful and soft feeling more and more.

Demons, robbers, criminals, but no matter how much the servant slandered the forcible humiliation and damage that night, it seems that he can't erase the trace of nostalgia in his heart.