"Who has low self-esteem." Jiang Fengxing rolled his eyes, and his phoenix eyes were raised, "Young Master Ben was also born with his own aura, okay?" ”

"Yes, yes, Young Master Jiang."

***

Song Zhiyue came to the hospital after work with a large bouquet of bright red roses in her arms.

Jiang Fengxing looked at her with an exaggerated expression: "Xiao Yueyue, how can you send roses to see patients?" ”

"This was forced to me by someone else, and it's a pity to throw it away, so I took it to Shengsheng." She was also helpless.

Jiang Fengxing squinted his phoenix eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked an evil smile: "It's your suitor, right?" ”

Song Zhiyue smiled brightly: "I'm also a big beauty, isn't it normal to have suitors?" ”

Although the flower was forcibly given to her, every girl will be very happy to receive the flower.

If the flower had been given by Seal, she would have laughed even happier.

Jiang Fengxing asked curiously: "Don't you like to divide the dust?" How did you collect someone else's flowers? And he laughed so happily. ”

"You know I like to seal the dust?" She thought she was well disguised, and no one knew.

"I'm not blind, every time I see Feng Chen, you can't wait to pounce on it and kiss the two of you."

"Is it that obvious?" She blinked, glanced at Jiang Fengxing, then at Su Wansheng, and then at Jiang Fengxing.

Jiang Fengxing looked at her with certainty and affirmation, and nodded.

"You can see that he should know it himself, but he is blind to my intentions." Song Zhiyue sighed, "What kind of woman do you say he likes?" ”

"He, he hasn't forgotten his first love...... Jiang Fengxing realized that he had almost shaken out the old bottom of the sealed dust, and closed his mouth in time.

Su Wansheng and Song Zhiyue looked at him at the same time.

Although Song Zhiyue has known Feng Chen for four years, he is not clear about his previous affairs, especially his previous relationship history.

She pondered what Jiang Feng was going to say just now: "First love? ”

Jiang Fengxing tightened his mouth, with an expression of "I didn't say anything".

Song Zhiyue put the flowers in his arms on the table, folded his hands, and begged him pitifully: "Young Master Jiang, Uncle Jiang, Brother Jiang...... Just tell me. ”

Jiang Fengxing turned around and didn't look at her, his eyes fell on the roses, and he changed the topic in a hurry: "If you accept someone else's flowers, won't you give up sealing the dust and agree to that person's pursuit?" ”

"Who said that accepting flowers means agreeing to other people's pursuits?" Besides, she didn't accept this flower voluntarily.

"I have something to do, so I'll go first." Jiang Fengxing was afraid that Song Zhiyue would ask what he had just said again, so he pretended to glance at his watch, and strode out of the ward after speaking.

"Shengsheng, I'll come to see you tomorrow, bye." Song Zhiyue waved his hand at Su Wansheng and hurriedly chased him out.

***

Lu Zhenming came to the hospital after work, and as soon as he pushed open the door of the ward, he saw a large bouquet of roses on the table.

His jaw tightened suddenly, and his dark eyes darkened for a moment.

He entered the room, closed the door, and walked over as usual, placing the meal on the table.

"I'll go get a pot of water first." With that, he took the kettle out of the ward.

He came to the consultation desk, and the nurse who was taking care of Su Wansheng had just returned from eating, and he asked, "Who has come to see my wife today?" ”

"Miss Xu came in the morning, and at about three o'clock in the afternoon, a very handsome man came to see Mrs. Lu."

Xu Xiangsi came to the hospital every day, so the female nurse knew her.