"Qingzhou, are you sure you're calling me that now?"

The dean walked to the bedside with some anxiety, took out a stethoscope, and carefully placed it on her chest.

The heart rhythm is normal!

Then he stretched out his hand and stroked Ye Qingzhou's head, and his body temperature was normal!

"Nurse, come in, help Miss Ye draw a blood, and hurry up to get the test."

"Yes."

The nurse standing on the side did so, walked to the side of the bed and wanted to draw blood, but Ye Qingzhou suddenly hid in the bed.

"I don't draw blood, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."

The dean was stunned, this scene seemed familiar.

When Ye Qingzhou was eight years old, he went to the hospital because he didn't believe that he hit a stone on his head, and he looked like this when he woke up.

At that time, she called him Grandpa Whitebeard.

grew up, but they all called him the dean's grandfather directly.

Could it be that her illness has flare-up early!

The hands inserted in the white coat couldn't help but tremble a few times, and the dean motioned to the nurse to go out first with his eyes, and he wanted to talk to Ye Qingzhou alone.

"Qingzhou, do you know where your grandfather is?"

The dean gently patted the curled shrimp Ye Qingzhou through the quilt.

"Grandpa? By the way, why can't my grandfather's phone get through? ”

Talking to himself as he lifted the quilt, Ye Qingzhou revealed a pair of smart eyes and looked at the dean intently.

The dean's brows were instantly wrinkled together, and it seemed that she no longer remembered that her grandfather had become a vegetative state.

"Well, your grandfather is in the company now, and he has some things to deal with, so I'll come back to see you later."

Telling a lie in good faith, the dean coaxed Ye Qingzhou to sit up again.

"Qingzhou, you are sick now and need to draw blood, don't worry, the dean's grandfather will personally draw blood for you, it won't hurt."

"Grandpa, I'm not afraid of pain, I'm a little afraid of blood."

Pouted, licked his dry lips and whispered, and lowered his head a little shyly after speaking.

Eh, I'm really embarrassed to know about this kind of thing.

"Haha, don't look at Grandpa to draw your blood."

"Oh. Good way. ”

Ye Qingzhou rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his arms, and then turned his head to look at the jasmine flowers blooming not far away.

"Grandpa, tell me about it."

"Okay."

The dean quickly pulled out the small jar of blood, then put the label on it and pressed the button next to the bed.

Soon a nurse came in and took the jar of blood for testing.

"Okay, turn the boat around, does it hurt?"

The dean knew that although Ye Qingzhou now had the appearance of being in her twenties, her memory and intelligence were only waiting for her to be eight years old.

"It doesn't hurt, it's like being stung by a mosquito."

The dean rolled down Ye Qingzhou's sleeve, patted her shoulder, and praised, "What a good boy." ”

"Gollum~"

An abrupt stomach scream suddenly sounded in the hospital room.

Ye Qingzhou smiled embarrassedly, and then hugged his stomach tightly.

The dean understood at a glance, and then touched Ye Qingzhou's head and said.

"You sit here for a while, and I'll ask the nurse to buy you something to eat."

Outside the door, the dean told the nurse a few words, and then made another phone call, asking the hospital security guard to send a few more people to come and see Ye Qingzhou.

Shi Zongyue sat in the ward processing the documents, waiting left and right, but he didn't see Ye Qingzhou coming to see him.

Yesterday, she clearly sent him a message, saying that she couldn't come last night because of something, and she came to have dinner with him today.

But now it was ten o'clock in the evening, and Shi Zongyue didn't even see Ye Qingzhou's shadow, and made a few phone calls, but no one answered.

I picked up my phone, looked left and right, stared at the familiar number, and hesitated to call another one.

After thinking about it, I finally put down the phone.

He had already made several calls at five or six o'clock, and if Ye Qingzhou saw it, he would definitely call him back.

If she was busy, it would be in vain to call her now, and it would make her feel as if she was clinging to her in vain.

When Shi Zongyue thought of this question, he felt that the mobile phone in his hand was like a hot potato, and he put it aside again and again.

He is Shi Zongyue, even if he likes Ye Qingzhou, he will not stick to her like gummy, this is something that only people who are brainless and boring can do.

Well, this is what Ye Qingzhou did, not him.

Shi Zongyue took a deep breath, tried to concentrate his thoughts and continued to look at the tablet placed on the lazy man's desk, there were still a bunch of things in the company for him to deal with that decision, he didn't have the time to think about when Ye Qingzhou would come back.

Clicking on an unprocessed email, Shi Zongyue looked at a few lines intently, looking at it, the email in front of him changed, turning into Ye Qingzhou's naughty and cute smiling face, blowing his beard and glaring at him, laughing at him for missing himself and not daring to call, it was too hypocritical.

Hell yes.

Shi Zongyue muttered to himself.

Stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, wanting to erase the shadow in his mind, how much he missed her.

Kris, who was sitting on the side, heard a noise from Shi Zongyue's side, poked his head out and asked, "Mr. Shi, what's wrong with you, do I need help with anything?" Bubble some coffee or? ”

"Oh, no, it's late tonight, you can go back first."

Shi Zongyue sat upright and straightened his expression, worried that the gaffe just now would be discovered.

"Huh? Mr. Shi, but Mr. Ye hasn't come yet? But then, if you need someone to help something......"

"She guessed she was busy and forgot something, didn't she have a caretaker in the next room? I'll ring the bell if I need to. ”

Shi Zongyue waved his hand, he didn't have to worry, let's go back first.

"You go back first, recuperate your spirits, and you still need to face tomorrow's problems."

"Then, okay, Shi Zong, you should rest early."

Kris stood up, sorted through the papers at his side, and put them in the bag at his side before leaving the room.

As Kris walked away, the room fell silent.

Shi Zongyue squinted his eyes and looked at the room where he had slept for several days, and suddenly felt so strange, just because of the lack of her figure.

The mobile phone that was put aside was still picked up by Shi Zongyue, clicked on WeChat, and sent her a moving picture.

It's the kind of cute cartoon thing that Ye Qingzhou likes to push open the door, and then the words will jump out, dear, are you there?

When it was sent out, the burning sensation instantly cleared a lot.

Shi Zongyue smiled with satisfaction.

But in the next second, he frowned as if he remembered something.

Ye Qingzhou, who used to have this picture, was very fond of hair, and naturally he was scorned many times, saying that the person in charge of such a big company as she loved to post such a childish picture, completely, just like a little girl.

Well, now that he is sending it out cheaply, isn't it no different from the stunned young man who is in estrus.

No, he's going to withdraw.

Rubbing his bangs frantically, Shi Zongyue nodded and withdrew, but he couldn't withdraw it.

Because it's been 2 minutes!

Stretched out his left hand and slapped his right hand a few times, making it cheap, let it be cheap!

Wait a while, Ye Qingzhou should laugh at himself.

On the other side, Ye Qingzhou had just eaten and drunk enough, lying on the hospital bed with nothing to do, so he took out his mobile phone to play, and just heard the sound of the mobile phone, so he clicked on it and watched.

It was sent by someone who remarked her husband's great god.

Husband god?

Who is it?

Ye Qingzhou was stunned, probably a friend, knocked on his head, and didn't think of anything after thinking about it for a long time.

However, a cute anime picture sent by the man attracted her and made her feel like a soulmate all of a sudden.

"Wow, what kawaii."

Ye Qingzhou fumbled with the keyboard and typed a few words.

"Ding Dong!"

Shi Zongyue finally persuaded himself to return to work, but was disturbed by the prompt sound of his mobile phone.

Ruthlessly, the workaholic finally closed the notebook and placed it on a convenient bedside table.

I took out the phone with some trepidation, it was Qingzhou who replied to him, it seems that she is done.

"Honey, what are you doing? Why can't I get through on the phone? ”

Fingers flew on the phone, and soon a line of words was typed.

Ye Qingzhou was studying the WeChat thing, and saw that the person named Husband Dashen sent her another message.

Why is this person so rude that he actually calls her dear?

Is it a man?

Although Ye Qingzhou has no father or mother, her grandfather taught her that girls should respect and love themselves since she was a child.

And because of her outstanding appearance, a pair of little boys confessed to her when she was in kindergarten, but she maintained a general friend relationship with each other, neither directly refused, nor gave each other hope.

Grandpa told her that liking someone is a very beautiful feeling, don't destroy it, and being liked is also a kind of happiness, so it also needs to be cherished.

Thinking about it, Ye Qingzhou took back the shameless two words.

"I'm sorry, I have a name, my name is Ye Qingzhou, you can call me Qingzhou or Ye Zi."

This line of words took Ye Qingzhou Mao more than ten minutes, and after it was finally finalized, he pressed the send button.

Shi Zongyue was half-lying on the hospital bed, waiting left and right, but he didn't see Ye Qingzhou send a message for a long time, and his emotions were inexplicably a little anxious.

In order to divert his attention, he quit WeChat, clicked on a news item at random, and pretended to read it, but he could read it from beginning to end, and he didn't remember what the news was about.

Finally, when he couldn't help but click on WeChat again to send a message, Ye Qingzhou sent another message.

It's just that this tone, how did it become like two people don't know each other?

"Qingzhou, don't you like me to call you dear the most?"

Shi Zongyue held his mobile phone suspiciously, and now he couldn't touch what Ye Qingzhou was thinking in his mind?

What the?

Why is this person so narcissistic, Ye Qingzhou's lips curled, and she looked at herself, where does she have someone she likes? When did she let others call her that.

This person is talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"Hey, I don't have anyone I like yet, don't talk nonsense."

Ye Qingzhou sent out this message, and her heart was much happier, her prince charming must have come on the colorful clouds, and then there are pink cherry blossoms flying all over the sky, so that she can satisfy all her girlish hearts.