On a sunny morning, Han Momo stood in front of the window of the ward, stretched out a very enjoyable waist, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Mr. Qin was passing by the garden downstairs, hurrying.

That's right, he got himself into the hospital to recuperate, and it was really him!

Since it was his money, then of course he was at ease, don't think that he will impress himself because of this.

I was assigned to a special ward, I received special treatment, I wanted to eat whatever I wanted, I ordered whatever I wanted, I haven't enjoyed this kind of paradise life on earth for a long time.

She didn't have any major injuries, she was taken care of by professionals for a few days, she had already recovered, she ate well and slept soundly, her face was white and translucent all of a sudden, and when she looked in the mirror, she felt like she had changed an LED bulb in her eyes.

"Dodo!"

"Please come in."

The head nurse came in to congratulate her on being discharged and said, "Your boyfriend is so nice to you. ”

"Not my boyfriend." Han Momo immediately denied it.

"That's what he said, and you still don't admit it." The head nurse smiled and handed her a note, "He said that he was very busy all day today and didn't have time to come and pick you up from the hospital, so please go to this address at half past six in the evening to have dinner together." ”

"Tell you he's not my boyfriend!" Han Momo reiterated unhappily.

"You are really in the midst of blessings and do not know blessings." The head nurse sighed, "I've never seen anyone who cares so much about his girlfriend, and calls every day to ask about your situation." ”

Cut! This kind of hypocritical person will do superficial work, and then say how can his boyfriend be so old? Han Momo's mind came up with Mr. Qin's appearance.

When she left the hospital, she threw the note in the trash.

When she got home, she immediately sat in front of the computer hungrily, carefully sorting out and pondering her father's source program, and vowed in her heart that she would complete the program he had not finished.

The source program written by my father is very particular about the format, and the instructions are very clear, and browsing is like reading a beautiful text, immersed in his logical thinking, which really makes her feel like a spring breeze and a mouthful.

Before I knew it, the day had passed, and it was evening.

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Mingpai sat in the revolving restaurant, looking at his watch from time to time, it had exceeded the agreed time by five minutes, but he still didn't see Han Momo's figure.

He was a very punctual person and couldn't stand being late, so he called Han Momo.

He had asked for this number from the hospital a long time ago, but he had never contacted Han Momo, just to put a veil of mystery on the reunion at this moment.

She's been so cared for these days, can't she wonder who is behind the scenes helping her?

If she saw herself at this moment, she must be surprised and grateful, right?

But why hasn't she come yet?

He dialed her every five minutes, every second.

Han Momo's phone kept ringing on the computer desk.

And she herself eats rice bowls at a small shop 500 meters away in a straight line.

She muttered as she ate, now the restaurant owner is getting more and more picky, there are not a few pieces of meat in the dishes on the rice bowl, and there are a lot of starchy soups, so as to cope with the lack of dishes and more white rice.

Despite the complaints, she ate with relish.

It's good to have food, and it's so much more!

After making three consecutive phone calls, the dishes on the table were also laid out - all of them were freshly made seafood, including a plate of Australian lobster.

He looked at the table with pity, had no appetite, beckoned the waiter to settle the bill, and left the restaurant disappointed.

He decided to go to Han Momo's house in person.

I've been planning for so long, just waiting for tonight's party, how can I not see her?

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As soon as Han Momo sat down at his desk with a full burp, he heard a knock on the door.

This knock on the door was the most civilized I had ever heard since I moved here, as if I was afraid of disturbing myself.

"Who?" She asked.

"Miss Mo, it's me." The sound is very magnetic, and it's nice to listen to.

She opened the wooden door and saw a bouquet of roses first, and then recognized through the roses as the man she had met in Beilitan.

"Why are you here?" She asked, surprised.

"Miss Mo is hospitalized, I should have come to visit a long time ago, but I was too busy. I wanted to invite you to dinner tonight, but I didn't wait for you to go, and the phone couldn't get through, so that table of dishes had to be wasted. Gentleman Ming Pai explained fully.

Han Momo knew that he had made the wrong person, otherwise how could he not go to the appointment?

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you, really." She quickly apologized.

"Thank you." Ming Pai politely handed over the flowers.

"Where, I should thank you." Han Momo was moved to accept the flowers of the hero behind the scenes.