Xiaocao lay on the hospital bed for a long time, although there was a TV, but she didn't seem to be interested in this thing at all.

She didn't have time to watch these things before, and she didn't believe in TV series and movies, because the misery of her life had made her unable to believe that there were any miracles in this world, and everything on TV was a lie.

She was rushed to the hospital, naturally she didn't bring her mobile phone, and she slept too much last night, which made her so bored and helpless now.

So I thought, since I can't be discharged from the hospital, it's okay to walk around the hospital, and by the way, I can find material for the novel.

So she made up her mind, got up, put on her clothes, and walked out of the ward.

This hospital is very large, the ward where Xiaocao lives is on the fifteenth floor, and the first floor is all VIP wards, and there don't seem to be many wards, and there are almost no people in the corridors.

Xiaocao's plan seems to have failed.

Just as she walked out of the hospital room.

Song Han came with her things.

"Madame...... This is something that the president asked me to send you. ”

Song Han has a computer bag in his hand, and a lady's bag, which should contain daily necessities.

"Song ...... Predawn? ”

Murong Xiaocao was a little embarrassed, embarrassed that Song Han had just called himself his wife, and he was embarrassed that Song Han wanted to have a leg with his nominal husband.

Xiaocao looked at Song Han and remembered last night's dream, so his nose was about to bleed.

The rotten girl is really rotten all the time, this thought, this thought.

Xiaocao patted her head desperately, trying to bring herself back to her senses.

But when this scene saw Song Han's eyes, it was as if Murong Xiaocao had stumbled on the table and left a headache with sequelae.

Hurry up and take a step forward to see what's going on.

"Madam, do you have a headache, I'll call you a doctor......

So he tried to ring the nurse's bell.

"No, my head doesn't hurt, I'm a little dizzy just now, but now it's fine."

Xiaocao smiled awkwardly, of course he couldn't let him know what happened just now, otherwise he might kill himself if he let Xu Promise know.

"Oh, I'll talk to the doctor in a moment and ask them to give you another test."

Song Han said.

"Don't call me Madame, I'm still so young, it's embarrassing, call me Xiaocao, it sounds pleasing to your ears."

Murong Xiaocao didn't want others to know that she was married.

"The president will kill me if he finds out."

Song Han said meaningfully.

But when this falls into the grass ear, the meaning changes.

'Kill ......'Oh my God, I didn't expect the promise to be so violent, it's a reverie of infinite wood.

So a wicked smile leaked from the corner of Xiaocao's mouth, and he said as he was.

"Then since that's the case, then you call me Miss Murong, so that President Xu won't "kill" you. ”

Xiaocao bit very hard when he said the word "kill", which made Song Han understand the deep meaning of the black line on his head.

"Miss Murong, the president and I are not what you think......"

Song Han explained.

"It's okay, I don't need to explain, I understand."

Xiaocao looked like she understood everything.

What Song Han didn't know was that the more he explained this kind of thing, the darker it became, making Xiaocao think that he did have something to do with the promise, and he also lost his guard against the promise.

Because if a man is glass, then he will lose interest in women, then she has no worries.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the door of the ward was opened.

A voluptuous woman walked in with a tall and handsome man.

Xiaocao and Song Han's words were not loud, so no one heard them.

"Sister Xiaocao, why are you hospitalized?"

Murong Qian's hand took advantage of the situation and put it on Fu Xinhua's arm and said.

Just in the corridor, I vaguely saw Murong Xiaocao's figure, although he was wearing a hospital gown, his figure and coat would not be wrong.

Then she pulled Fu Xinhua hard, wanting to see if it was Murong Xiaocao.

The result was that Murong Qian was not mistaken, and it was indeed Murong Xiaocao.

When I opened the door of Xiaocao's ward, what I saw was Murong Xiaocao with gauze wrapped on his head, sitting awkwardly on the hospital bed, Song Han was standing in front of Xiaocao with his waist bent, looking at Xiaocao.

Murong Qian and Fu Xinhua naturally didn't know the relationship between the two, so they thought that the two of them were really doing something intimate, or something unspeakable.

Murong Qian couldn't get used to Murong Xiaocao having handsome guys around her, and she couldn't get used to seeing people like her, so she spoke loudly, which made Murong Xiaocao and Song Han frown.

But when she looked at the voice and saw Murong Qian holding Fu Xinhua, Xiaocao frowned.

It turns out that the so-called junior is her sister, what an irony, she even knows it now.

Xiaocao has never been a person who puts things on his face, so after looking at the two of them in a daze for a few seconds, he smiled.

That's right, it's a smile, Xiaocao laughs, the smile is bright, beautiful and moving.

She had a wound on her head, and her face was still pale from the allergies she had had had taken last night.

But there is a morbid beauty that makes people pity, or fascination, and wants to desperately care for it.

It didn't matter if she smiled, but Fu Xinhua's face changed.

Although this woman got rid of herself, she rarely smiled at herself like this, and she didn't even kiss her mouth for two years, only held her little hand.

What's more, it's like the man just now.

No wonder she said that after the breakup, she didn't even feel sad, and she turned around and left very resolutely, leaving only a good-looking back for herself.

It turned out that she already had another man, maybe as the school forum said, she was married! Or fostered!

However, Murong Qian was on the side, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only hold back the depression in his heart and wait for Xiaocao to say the answer.

"My head broke, I didn't want to come, but my husband must send me here, and I can't help it!"

Xiaocao seems to have some coquettish meaning, like the legendary show of affection.

Dog men and women, without you, I live better, show affection in front of me, think I will be sad? Die, you guys.

Xiaocao thought like this, and a happy smile spread across her face.

"Your husband?"

Murong Qian and Fu Xinhua asked in unison.

"yes, or else?"

Xiaocao naturally lowered her face, looking a little embarrassed.

"How is it possible, you and Ah Hua just broke up, where did you get your husband?"

Murong Qian looked at Song Han standing in front of her meaningfully, a little angry, but thinking that Song Han was not as handsome as Fu Xinhua, her heart instantly felt better.

"Wouldn't I have a boyfriend after I broke up? Qianqian, you are really naïve. Besides, you like Fu Xinhua, why don't you tell me, if you opened your mouth, I would have given him to you a long time ago, why wait until now? Don't you like all the things I've used? ”

Xiaocao doesn't lose if he loses, and said with a smile.

This made Murong Qian angry, after so many years, she had never been insulted like this, what did she call the things she used, could it be that she only liked second-hand goods?

He calmed down and put a smile on his face.

"Huh...... You haven't told your parents about having a boyfriend, and your parents won't agree to it, so how can you be so fast. Moreover, don't you know yet, Dad has already agreed to marry the Jiang family, and the object of the marriage is you Murong ...... Grass. ”

Murong Qian was arrogant as if she was a penguin, raising her eyebrows as she spoke.

Who doesn't know the son of the Jiang family, that is a well-known playboy, who can't avoid the daughters of whom's young women, and even marry, that's just pit Murong Xiaocao. ，