Pei Zhengyang thought that the destruction of the ward was already the limit of what he could bear.

But he was wrong.

When the breakfast delivered by the cook the next day was divided into three different shapes and equal parts, mixed with three colors of porridge, Pei Zhengyang felt that his eyelids were jumping.

"What's going on?" Trying to suppress it, Pei Zhengyang did not lose his demeanor in front of the old housekeeper.

"That's right, Miss Lin said that she is a doctor, and she knows better how to replenish her body, and Miss Lin will be responsible for your three meals in the future." After the old housekeeper finished speaking, his face was full of praise for Xia Qing.

Pei Zhengyang took a deep breath.

Waiting for the housekeeper to leave, Pei Zhengyang was about to throw away the thermos box, when he heard the sound of the mobile phone dripping, and when he opened it, he saw Xia Qing send a cute expression, and then across the screen Pei Zhengyang felt the gloomy tone over there, "Breakfast is also within the conditions." ”

Pei Zhengyang, "......"

Calm down!

Three days is very fast, but it is a long time for Pei Zhengyang.

The pain in his chest is accompanied by the 'surprises' that the little fat man gives him from time to time, making life colorful.

So much so that on the third day, Pei Zhengyang could reply, "Well, it tastes good." ”

Ah Hai sighed that Ershao's obsessive-compulsive disorder can still be cured.

It would be nice if heart disease could be completely cured.

Thinking of this, Ah Hai became melancholy again, and helped Pei Zhengyang to sit in a wheelchair, "Is Er Shao really going to go?" What should I do if I bump into it and the wound becomes inflamed? ”

"Long-winded." Was he going to his engagement party? He was a joke to see the little fat man.

Pei Zhengyang didn't plan to attend this engagement banquet by himself, since he announced that the operation failed, he naturally had to look like the operation failed, but if he stayed in this ward, he was afraid that he would have a nervous breakdown.

was reprimanded by Er Shao, Ah Hai was not angry at all, but even more uncomfortable, "Er Shao, Secretary Song has already arranged a stylist for you, and I will let them come over now." ”

He knew that Er Shao must have felt that he was dying, so he had to attend the engagement banquet in person, so as not to leave regrets in his life.

After thinking about it like this, Ah Hai nodded affirmatively, and as a result, he didn't understand correctly with Pei Zhengyang's disgusted gaze and a head full of questions?

"Am I doing this style?" Pei Zhengyang looked down at the huge wound on his chest, which was more than 20 centimeters, and the wound was stitched neatly and beautifully, even the size of the stitches was exactly the same.

During his days in the ward, when he was forced by obsessive-compulsive disorder and couldn't bear it, he looked down at his chest.

It's just that I don't know if I'm too impressed by the little fat man, every time I look at myself, I think of the pair of perfectly symmetrical arcs to the point of no flaws, which makes him feel that the weather in June is getting drier and drier.

Ah Hai was asked with a confused face, didn't he participate in the engagement banquet? Not styling?

"Go get me a suit and a quilt."

"Yes." Ah Hai couldn't help complaining, just said that if he didn't do styling, he would have to wear a suit, which was really upright.

After a while, Song Xiao loosened his clothes and brought a stylist.

Pei Zhengyang took the thin quilt and covered his legs, and the most important thing was to cover the half of his trouser legs.

Finally unable to see the rag, Pei Zhengyang's mood was much more relaxed, and he asked Song Xiao to put on his suit jacket, and then ordered, "Send me to the hotel." ”

"Er Shao, your current body is not suitable for discharge, do you want to think about it again, Miss Lin will understand." Song Xiao persuaded.

Pei Zhengyang ignored his words and glanced at the time, "What time is the little fat man's engagement banquet?" ”

"This ......" Song Xiao subconsciously looked at Ah Hai.

Ah Hai hurriedly replied, "Miss Xia Qing's time is an hour staggered by you and Miss Lin, at twelve o'clock. ”

"Oh, let's go.".

Looking at the messy ward, Pei Zhengyang grinded his teeth and went to see the excitement.