Feng Zhuhai drove the car directly to Junting Hospital, and the medical staff who had received the call in advance were waiting at the door. Feng Zhuhai carefully picked Fang Jingrou off the car, he seemed to like this feeling, ignored the nurse who pushed the emergency bed, and directly carried Fang Jingrou to the special care ward on the sixth floor.

Junting Hospital is a private hospital that only admits rare and difficult patients and wealthy people. The facilities of the hospital are very advanced, the decoration can be called luxurious, and the service is a five-star hotel. It is very expensive to see a doctor here, and it is expensive to be hospitalized here, and if it is a very rare condition, you can enjoy free treatment here.

Therefore, the reputation of Junting Hospital is also mixed. Some people think that Junting Hospital only serves the wealthy, and that the free admission of difficult patients is just doing research and using these patients to test medicines. Some people say that there are many ordinary hospitals, and you don't have to go to Junting to see a doctor, but if you have a difficult disease, it will be a disaster for ordinary people, and it is a great thing to be able to treat it for free in Junting. Because it is a difficult disease, it is understandable to use some new drugs that have been developed, and if it is a disease that can be cured by conventional drugs, it is not a difficult disease.

Jiang Beichen's original intention to establish this hospital was to use the money of the rich to support clinical trials and research of new drugs. This is more in line with commercial interests, and what corporate reputation is completely out of consideration.

After the diagnosis of internal medicine experts, it was confirmed that Fang Jingrou was only sleeping, her body was extremely tired, and she needed to recuperate quietly. According to the situation, Fang Jingrou was prescribed some sedatives and nutrient solutions for intravenous infusion.

Feng Zhuhai sat on the sofa next to the hospital bed all afternoon, looking at the sleeping Fang Jingrou, feeling extremely relieved, he didn't know what evil he had fallen into, why he was so interested in this girl. took her away from the carefree collection on his own initiative, without informing her family, and even had the doctor give her some sedatives so that she could sleep more deeply, and not wake up and leave him in a short time.

Isn't that despicable, even filthy? Feng Zhuhai himself feels that he has perverted tendencies, and while he can't help but despise himself, his mood is extremely comfortable.

There is only one thing he is worried about now, that is, what will Fang Jingrou do when she wakes up? What methods and excuses were used to keep her by his side. And what to leave her behind? Are you in love with her? If so, do you want to marry her? What if she doesn't agree?

Damn, there is still such a troublesome thing in the world, and Young Master Feng also has a day when he worries about women. This kind of thing came too suddenly, and it was very evil, and it was haunted by it after only seeing one time, which was not scientific.

Fang Jingrou on the hospital bed frowned softly and groaned softly, as if she was enduring some pain in a dream. Feng Zhuhai's heart also trembled slightly, stood up to help her smooth her eyebrows, and called the nurse to pull out all the needles in Fang Jingrou's hands.

"Mr. Feng, your room is cleaned up. Also, Do you need a meal? The ward nurse asked.

Feng Zhuhai waved his hand and motioned for the other party to go out, he wanted to keep the ward absolutely quiet. I looked at it, and it was already 5:40 p.m. He went to the worry-free collection in the morning to learn about the situation of the auction items tonight, and there was a fragment of an ancient book in it, which was something that Jiang Beichen was interested in.

Because of Fang Jingrou, he didn't have time to negotiate the direct acquisition with the worry-free people, and it was a little too late to talk about it now.

He walked to the outside of the ward, took out the phone and called Jiang Beichen.

"Hey, the fragment you asked for will be auctioned tonight, I went to Wuwu today and ran into something else, and I didn't talk about the acquisition. I forgot to tell you that I was busy with other things in the afternoon, and I was not available in the evening, so you can handle it yourself. ”

"yes, got it." Jiang Beichen closed the line, a little surprised.

Feng Zhuhai has always been neat, and this has never been the case. What happened to him that he forgot what he had repeatedly asked him to do? It's almost six o'clock in the afternoon, and the usual carefree auctions are scheduled to officially start at half past eight on Saturday evening, with only two and a half hours left.

"Sub-period, help me contact the worry-free Mr. Yin. Let's just say that I'm interested in the ancient book fragments that will be auctioned tonight, and I'd like to talk to him in person. ”

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Feng Zhuhai did not go to sleep in the other bedroom of the suite at night, but fell asleep on the sofa next to Fang Jingrou's bed. During the night, he had a dream.

Walking in a small alley, there are antique buildings on both sides, there are flowers and branches on the wall from time to time, bees and butterflies flying, but there is no one in sight. Feng Zhuhai slowly walked forward on the bluestone, listening to his footsteps, and admiring the carved beams and painted pillars of the eaves in the alley. Occasionally, a breeze blows, bringing a burst of floral scent.

Passing through the alley, Feng Zhuhai stepped on the main road, there is a towering city tower standing in front of the road, looking back, you can actually see the city gate and gatehouse in the distance. It turned out to be an ancient city.

Walk slowly towards the castle tower in the center of the city. Walk down, look up at the plaque upstairs, and see the three big characters of "Bell and Drum Tower", and the handwriting is vigorous.

Suddenly, in addition to the birdsong, there seemed to be a woman's singing. Turning around, Feng Zhuhai listened intently, and realized that the singing seemed to come from another street. Follow the voice and find it.

In the distance, I saw a shop on the right side of the street in front of me, a person sitting on the railing on the second floor, a red and yellow wine banner hung at the door of the store, and the person sitting on the second floor was dressed in white, with his head held high, his back to the street and his face to the sky, as if enjoying the sunshine, babbling and singing a little song in his mouth, his voice was soft, hoarse and sweet, and his long black hair hung down from the railing, fluttering in the wind.

Feng Zhuhai took a light step and walked towards the restaurant. When I got downstairs, the people upstairs were still intoxicated by themselves.

"Before turning this peony bar, close to the edge of the lake and mountain, I loosened the collar button with you, and the clothes were wide...... Then wait for you to endure and sleep for a while......" sang to the excitement, waved his hand, and actually flew out a cloud sleeve, this woman was actually wearing a costume.

Feng Zhuhai raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and entered the restaurant, and went straight up the wooden stairs to the second floor. This time he didn't deliberately slow down, and with the sound of thumping footsteps, the singing upstairs stopped abruptly.

Fang Jingrou stared at the staircase in surprise, only to see a man wearing a black suit walking up, turning the stairs, she could see clearly, this person was Feng Zhuhai! Although Fang Jingrou knew that this was a dream, she was still frightened, her mouth was wide open, and she was stunned to watch this man sneak to her side calmly, and picked up a few books she threw at her feet, and she found a picture book of life photos from the homes of residents in the city.

This is not an ordinary dream, Fang Jingrou will enter this city every day after sleeping, Feng Mingyue's memory is in the Bell and Drum Tower, although she doesn't know what this dream is about, but she knows that this dream is hers. She never imagined that someone else would be able to break in.

This meeting scene is really too untouching, and I dress up like this. Wait, what is he looking at? Oh my God, Fang Jingrou reacted, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

Instinctively, he jumped up and took a step forward and snatched the book from Feng Zhuhai's hand.