"Fourth brother, what are you calling her for?"

Sheng Chen handed the phone to Xiao Zihe:

"You just say that Nine is drunk, call her name in your mouth, and are about to vomit blood in your stomach, and see how she reacts."

Oh!

"Got it, got it! If you care, you'll definitely come over! ”

Xiao Zihe praised Sheng Chen.

Soon, the phone was connected.

"What? Bo Zhan Ye drunk? Want to vomit blood in your stomach? Lan Xixi, who heard the news, was shocked.

The two watched and there was a play.

"Hmmm! I've drunk eight bottles, and I can't stop it! If you drink it again, I'm afraid that you will not only vomit blood in your stomach, but you will die! ”

"Huh? Are you sure? ”

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Zihe nodded, a smug smile on his lips.

This woman, she said she didn't like Brother Jiu, but in fact she didn't care so much?

"Miss Lan, will you come over and have a look right away?"

"Huh? Look at him? I'm a fart! As a result, the woman suddenly burst into obscenity.

Sheng Chen and Xiao Zihe frowned in shock.

"It's not. You don't care about Brother Jiu? Why not come? ”

"Concerned about him? Which eye do you see that I care about him? I asked those questions just to see how miserable he was.

By the way, I'll ask him to drink ten more bottles, and you can arrange it for me!

Also, even if he dies, it doesn't matter a single hair of my hair, don't call me! Good bye! ”

Then, the call was decisively hung up!

Xiao Zihe: "......"

Sheng Chen: "......"

Please drink ten more bottles on Bo Zhanye? Isn't that pure heart letting Bo Zhan die at night?

And this woman, with such an impulsive attitude when she speaks, doesn't care about Bo Zhanye at all.

The dignified Bo Zhan Ye fell in love with such a rude, violent, and vicious woman?

The two of you, you look at me, I look at you, and finally the sympathetic gaze fell on Bo Zhanye.

"Fortunately, Brother Jiu didn't hear it, otherwise he would have to get up and drink eight more bottles."

"As if it didn't happen, clear the call log."

Drunken Thin War Night: It's been heard!

He'd like to drink eight more bottles! But at this time, it's too faceless!

……

In the hospital restroom.

Lan Xixi turned off her phone, looked at her red and swollen lips in the mirror, and sneered.

Bastard! The mouth is so heavy! Are you too embarrassed to go for a drink? He deserves to die!

Haematemesis? If you don't vomit blood, you're sorry for those eight bottles of wine!

She quickly smeared her medicine and walked out.

"Xixi, someone called you just now?"

"Well, the salesman was scolded and hung up by me." I really can't figure it out, how did Xiao Zihe call her? Isn't a random phone call just a sales pitch?

Tang Shishen smiled slightly: "I'll let Zhou An handle it for you tomorrow, and there will be no more harassing calls in the future." ”

"Uh...... Good ......" Lan Xixi walked to the bedside and tucked the quilt for the girl.

I hope Yaya can be cured and leave the hospital.

"Come and sleep, that bed is too crowded, easy to bump into Yaya, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Tang Shishen slept in the bed last night, and when he got up, he saw Lan Xixi pressing the girl.

Lanxixi is embarrassed!

She was in so much trouble, and he was also here to help, how could she let him sleep on the sofa?

"I'm small, so I'd better sleep on the sofa."

"It's okay, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. The body is broken, how to take care of Yaya? Or...... One and a half? ”

Bed?

One and a half?

Lan Xixi was surprised, and instinctively wanted to refuse.

But thinking that she slept with Bo Zhan at night, but refused to share a bed with him, what would he think?

But except for Bo Zhan Ye, I have never slept with a man, what should I do?

In a dilemma!

Tang Shishen smiled at the corner of his deep lips: "It seems that I am quite a beast in your heart." ”

"No, no, no! I was just...... It's nothing, one person sleeps half of it! ”

Lan Xixi finally made up her mind and walked over.

It's so good that Tang Shishen is extremely gentlemanly and considerate, much better than some people!

He put a pillow in the middle of the bed, and the quilt was also one person and one bed, which was very reassuring.

This night's sleep was extremely comfortable.

The next day, when day replaced night, Lan Yaya was pushed for treatment as always.

"Doctor, how is my daughter treated? Can I accompany me? ”

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but family members can't accompany you."

The door to the treatment room closes.

Lan Xixi's eyes were dim and nervous.

Tang Shishen's hand gently fell on her shoulder: "Yaya is very healthy every time she comes out, and it doesn't hurt, you can rest assured." I'll let you in when I'm free. ”

"Well, thank you."

As soon as the two words fell, Tang Shishen's mobile phone rang.

It was Wu Liyin who called:

"Mr. Tang, you accompany her at night, and you always have to accompany me during the day, otherwise what kind of fair competition is there? I want you to be in front of me in half an hour. ”

The phone just hung up.

It's the princess command from above.

Tang Shi had a deep headache, and looked at Lan Xixi helplessly: "I'm sorry, in order to prevent my father from evacuating treatment, I can only go with her first Zhou Xuan." ”

Lan Xixi already knew what Father Tang ordered: "It's okay, I believe in you!" Besides, if she doesn't give Wu Liyin a chance, she doesn't know what it means to fail after hard work! Some people only know despair after failure. ”

"Hehe, you're a good idea. Then I'll go over first, not jealous? ”

"Well, I'm not that stingy, let's go." Lan Xixi pushed Tang Shishen away.

After he left, she stood at the door of the treatment room, ready to wait for the maid, but suddenly saw an old man fainting in the hallway.

"Grandma! Grandma, what's wrong with you? ”

Yun Anxian was dizzy in her mind, she relieved herself, opened her eyes, and saw that it was 'Lan Jiao'.

The anxious eyes and voice were still as warm and kind as they were many years ago.

"Jiaojiao, I'm fine, I'm sick, anemia, just slow down."

Jiaojiao?

Does this grandmother know Lan Jiao? How does it look familiar?

She remembered! It's the grandmother of the thin battle night!

Don't dare to let her know her identity, and don't dare to let Lan Jiao know that she came to the Imperial City, she smiled slightly:

"Grandma, I'll take you back to the ward."

"Eh, okay."

Lan Xixi struggled to help the old man up and carefully helped her back to the ward.

Taking care of the old man and sitting on the hospital bed, she was about to slip away, but as soon as she turned around, she saw the noble man Bo Zhan Ye who walked in!

Compared with the past, today's season with him in a suit and leather shoes and meticulous buttons is colder! Even more chilling!

God, do you want to be so unlucky?

Didn't he drink to death? Two minutes late to die?

When Bo Zhan saw the girl in the ward on the night of the night, he also twisted his sword eyebrows unexpectedly:

"Why are you here?"

Didn't she want him dead? Why did you take the initiative to run over?

Thinking of her getting up from Tang Shishen's bed, his voice was even colder.

Yun Anxian's face sank: "How did you talk to Jiaojiao?" Just now, Jiaojiao rescued me in the corridor and helped me into the ward. Of course she's here because of me, why are you murdering her? ”

Lan Xixi was embarrassed.

She didn't explain before that she wanted to make a difference, but now that her grandmother is coquettish, she is really afraid that Bo Zhanye will misunderstand her again!

"Well, Ninth Master, I just saw my grandmother faint in the corridor, so I ran over to help me, but I didn't expect my grandmother to think...... "I'm Lan Jiao......

Before she finished her words, Bo Zhanye knew what she was going to say, and interrupted indifferently:

"So that's the case, grandma is not in good health, she often faints, and she can't be stimulated, thank you."

The implication is that she won't let her grandmother know her identity?

Also, if grandma investigates and knows that her grandson is sleeping with her little scumbag, she is afraid that she will die of anger?

This man is quite filial?

But seriously, he's so cold today, like the kind of cold that freezes in his bones.

Scared.

At this time, Yun Anxian suddenly grabbed Lan Xixi's hand, and then took Bo Zhanye's hand, and put them together:

"Jiaojiao, nine, you will get married soon, but you have to be in love."

The old man's voice was serious.

The back of Lan Xixi's hand was covered with the man's big hand, and the cold temperature seemed to pass through the skin to the blood.

Her heart tightened, and she panicked......