Liang Qianqian didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't avoid it. She thinks that her handsome, golden, and clingy boyfriend is not so easy to control. She really felt stressed. In her last life, she was the secretary of the chairman, and she was also a role above 10,000 people under one person, and she can say that there are countless men. However, she has not made the slightest achievement in the matter of feelings.

Ay...... It's all tears when she talks about it, she met the man who influenced her life in high school - Li Yuanpeng. It was a handsome and good boy, sitting in front of Liang Qianqian. Thus, the chase that lasted for more than ten years began. He took the top three in the class, and Liang Qianqian rushed into the top five; He is in the top ten, and she is in the top twenty; He went to the University of Washington, and she went to Harvard Business School; After graduating from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, she went to the world's top 500.

She thought that everyone was in the capital of the motherland, and this time she would finally have a chance, right? It's a pity that she hasn't found a chance to confess yet, so she received an electronic invitation to get married in the WeChat circle of friends. Is she bad? No, she's done her best, but it's a pity that she missed. really responded to the poem: Qing Ben will be heart to the bright moon, how can the bright moon shine on the ditch.

Now this boyfriend has been solved organizationally, but how to deal with this relationship is really a huge challenge for Liang Qianqian, who has never been in love. Suddenly, she felt like she was cowardly.

"Girl, the meal is here." Yuan Rong walked in panting with a food box. She first walked to the table and put down the food box, took out a soup cup from it, filled it with some in it, and carefully carried it to the bedside. She first put the bowl on the small table next to the bed, and then helped Liang Qianqian up. Yuan Rong asked Liang Qianqian to lean on the soft pillow, and then sat next to Liang Qianqian, and fed her a spoonful of soup bowls.

After a while, a bowl of soup was gone. Liang Qianqian still had some unfinished meaning, she originally planned to let Yuan Rong serve her another bowl. saw that Yuan Rong had already gotten up and returned to the table to pack up her things. She was a little angry, so she said, "I want to." ”

Yuan Rong turned her head to look at her with a smile and said, "Girl, when I went to the imperial dining room just now, Imperial Doctor Zhou, who happened to be in the Tai Hospital, was also there. As soon as he heard that you wanted to eat, he told the slave maid that you could only drink some ginseng and chicken soup today, and that you would have to drink some porridge in two days. If you go back to your usual diet, it will take a few days. ”

Liang Qianqian withdrew his gaze from Yuan Rong to the top of the bed in frustration. She didn't say anything, but she was shouting in her heart. After crossing for Mao's family, she can walk and jump immediately, and after she crosses, she lives like a cerebral thrombosis sequelae, not to mention, and she is not allowed to eat. If she knew this was the case, she might as well wait in line for reincarnation.

Yuan Rong saw that she didn't speak for a long time, thinking that she was tired of tossing, so she didn't talk anymore, packed up her things and went out.

As soon as Xiao Guangxi came to the morning, he heard the news that Liang Qianqian could eat from the inner servant. He immediately ordered the Tai Hospital, and then strode back to the dormitory in the front hall of the East Palace.

Liang Qianqian didn't want to lie in bed for the rest of his life, so he took the initiative to do rehabilitation exercises. In fact, it is to raise the arms and kick the legs. She didn't feel anything at all, but she startled Xiao Guangxi, who had just walked to the bedside.

He just hurriedly pressed Liang Qianqian's thin arms and legs, and stuffed them all back into the quilt, before he pretended to be angry and said, "Liang Qianqian! You don't want to live anymore, do you? The wound has just scabbed over, and you do such a big move, what if the wound cracks? ”