"Wait." Xiao Ji took out a strawberry-flavored lollipop from his pocket, put it in his hand and handed it to her, "Thank you." ”

"No thanks."

Xu Tanxi didn't answer and left first.

The elevator door closed, Xiao was thoughtful, and when he reached the seventh floor, he pressed the floor again, and the elevator went down, and finally stopped on the first floor.

The door opens, and acquaintances meet.

"Coincidentally, Mr. Wen."

The Wen family is known as Xiao Wen, and there is only one - the eldest grandson of Old Man Wen, Wen Xianyu.

Wen Xianyu is not tall, wearing glasses, a suit and leather shoes, and a gentle temperament, his facial features are soft, and his bookish atmosphere is quite strong, but after all, he is a member of the Wen family, and there is a sense of nobility in his eyes.

He replied with kindness: "Coincidental, Emperor Xiao." ”

The Wen family is engaged in media, film and television entertainment, although Xiao is not an artist under the Wen family, but he has also cooperated before, and the two have several relationships, but they are only nodding friends.

After the greetings, each went his own way.

Xiao Ji walked away from the side door of the hospital, Wen Xianyu entered the elevator, and the door was just about to close, when someone called him: "Xianyu." ”

Wen Xianyu pressed the button to open the door, moved slightly to the right, and made room, he shouted, "Uncle." ”

Wen Shiyu entered the elevator, carrying a delicately packaged dessert box in his left hand: "Have you drunk?" ”

Wen Shiyu is the old son of the old man Wen, not born to the original partner, and the Wen family who came when he was young, is a few months younger than the eldest grandson Wen Xianyu.

It is he who is in charge of the Wen clan now, and Wen Xianyu is very respectful to him, at least it seems to be respectful. Wen Xianyu asked and answered: "I was socializing just now, and I drank a little." ”

"Coming to visit the sick with the smell of alcohol," he said in a tone that was not serious, gentle and elegant, and even if he was a discipliner, he was also humble and polite, "which rule taught you?" ”

Wen Xianyu bowed his head and was silent.

Wen Shiyu sank his voice slightly: "Go back and wash it and come back." ”

It is said that the second master of the Wen family has a good temper, but others only know that he does not like to be angry, but they don't know that he is not angry because few people dare to disobey him.

Wen Xianyu replied in a low voice: "Yes, uncle." ”

Two hours had passed after the operation, Qin Zhaoli moved her fingers, her consciousness woke up, she was still wearing an oxygen mask, her speech was not clear, and she was weak: "I ...... it."

Xu Tanxi immediately pressed the pager at the bedside: "Don't talk yet, wait for the doctor to come." ”

The doctor came quickly, and after the examination, he said that he could be transferred to the general ward.

Qin Zhaoli took off the oxygen mask by herself, her face was very small, it was a real slap face, a single eyelid that was not big or small, short hair just past her ears, she looked heroic, and she didn't like to laugh very much.

She had just undergone surgery, her face was bloodless, her complexion was cold and pale, and she had no strength to speak: "The person who was sent here with me, how is his injury?" ”

Xu Tanxi sat in front of the hospital bed: "He wasn't seriously injured, he came when you were unconscious." Xu Tanxi didn't recognize the boy, and asked Qin Zhaoli, "Who is he?" ”

"I don't know either." Qin Zhaoli touched the place where the knife edge, he was very annoyed, and it would not look good in a bikini after he had a scar.

Xu Tanxi was surprised: "Don't you like to meddle with other people's affairs?" Why is he still injured like this? ”

The people from the police station just came and said that Qin Zhaoli was stabbed because he drew a knife to help him when he saw an uneven road.

Of course, Mr. Qin is not a good citizen of society, and she has always been not interested in such things as drawing a knife to help when she sees injustice.

"I didn't want to care." Her wounds hurt and her head hurt, "I feel strange and pitiful when I see him wearing hearing aids." "She's not a weak woman, she knows a little bit of kung fu, and it's generally no problem for three or two people, but she didn't stop the sneak attack of that group of grandsons.

The boy was very young, in his early twenties at most, and he wore a hearing aid in his left ear, which Xu Tanxi had just seen.

Qin Zhaoli's deceased mother was also hearing impaired.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Xu Tanxi said, "Please come in." ”

It was Wen Shiyu who came, he arrived at the hospital more than ten minutes ago, and he just ran into an acquaintance, and he was delayed for a while.

Xu Tanxi stood up from the chair: "Uncle." ”

Qin Zhaoli followed Xu Tanxi's seniority, followed by his uncle, and asked weakly: "Why are you such a busy person as free to come over?" ”

Wen Shiyu closed the door: "I heard that the old man said that you were injured, I was just about to transfer from Nancheng, and I knew that I would come, so I came to see her." ”

He was carrying a small cake with exquisite packaging in his hand, which was the shop that Xu Tanxi liked very much.

"I thought you were coming to see me, uncle." Qin Zhaoli snorted, but he had just undergone surgery, and his strength had not recovered, and he was soft and unimposing.

Wen Shiyu gave the cake to Xu Tanxi: "The plane was damaged, you can make do with it." ”

Xu Tanxi said, "Thank you." ”

These two are one is gentle, the other is polite, and the relationship is very close, but every time you have to thank you and thank you, Qin Zhaoli is tired when he listens, the twenty-first century, two old antiques.

"What did the doctor say? Does it matter? Wen Shiyu asked.

"I can't die." Speaking too loudly, Qin Zhaoli gasped in pain.

"It's good to eat a lesson, and next time you'll know that you'll be afraid."

Listening to this tone, those who don't know think that he is seventy or eighty, but a twenty-eight-year-old person has an eighty-two-year-old style. Xu Tanxi will be cultivated into an "ancient" character, because of her aunt, and because of this uncle.

Wen Shiyu sat in the ward for a long time, peeled an apple, cut it and put it away, he looked at the time, got up, and tidied up the suit on his body: "Skee, you come out with me." ”

Xu Tanxi asked Qin Zhaoli to rest first, and she went out with Wen Shiyu.

When she arrived in the corridor outside, Wen Shiyu looked at her carefully: "The complexion is not bad, is your body well?" ”

He doesn't use perfume, but if he gets closer, he can smell the scent of orchids. He loves to raise flowers, and he loves Junzi Orchid the most.

Xu Tanxi replied: "It's all right." ”

"Does Dr. Huang have regular follow-up appointments?"

Dr. Huang was a psychiatrist before Xu Tanxi, after the car accident, her grandmother and aunt died, she couldn't afford to get sick, something was mentally wrong, and she did psychotherapy for a long time.

However, she has not been to counselling for more than half a year: "Dr. Huang has gone abroad. ”

"When?"

"It's been a while."

Wen Shiyu frowned: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Did you find another doctor? ”

Xu Tanxi shook his head: "I'm fine, I don't need to see a psychiatrist anymore." She had something else to ask, "Uncle, have the police contacted you recently?" ”

She wanted to ask about the car accident six months ago.

"Nope." Although Wen Shiyu's tone was gentle, his words were orders, "You don't care about this matter, I will find out." ”

He didn't mention the person who was intercepted in the video, it was Sinan International who cut off Hu, there was nothing that those people didn't dare to do, he didn't want her to be involved.

There is another reason why he doesn't want her to get involved in this matter, she suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder after the car accident, and for a long time, she was speechless, nightmares, and anxious, and finally came out.

"Mr. Wen." Ke Baoli hurriedly came, still holding his mobile phone in his hand, "The old man called." ”