Chapter VIII The so-called Meetings

Gu Haoran opened his arms and hugged Yan Lan tightly, it seemed that the rolled flesh did not bring him any pain, and the residual warmth on his face had to make people wonder if he was injured.

His embrace was warm, giving Yan Lan a sense of reassurance.

Yan Lan also wanted to indulge in this beautiful moment all the time, but the warm touch of her back stimulated Yan Lan, and she broke away from the beauty of the fall.

Now, Gu Haoran is being injured, and he must be taken to the hospital immediately, otherwise the wound will become inflamed and infected, which may bring serious consequences.

Yan Lan thought, her gently writhing body broke free from Gu Haoran's embrace, and then she turned her head and carefully looked at Gu Haoran's arms that were originally flawless but now rolled up in flesh, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

She held back the discomfort in her heart, and helped Gu Haoran slowly out of this flower garden and came to the corridor where Xingluo went out.

At the turn of the road was the school's infirmary, so Yan Lan helped Gu Haoran to the infirmary and asked the school doctor to treat his wounds.

The school doctor looked at the person in front of him Gu Haoran, his expression was uncertain, his eyes were spinning, and he seemed to be thinking about something, but he quickly took out the toolkit, used a small plate to contain the things he needed, and arranged Gu Haoran to sit on a small bed, and the school doctor himself sat next to Gu Haoran.

The school doctor picked up the scissors next to him and cut Gu Haoran's clothes, revealing a bloody wound. Then he soaked the cotton wool with disinfectant and cleaned Gu Haoran's wound with the cotton wool.

The blood was slowly washed away, revealing his originally white arms, and then he picked up another white vial of ointment, squeezed out a little and applied it to Gu Haoran's wound, and after applying it, he wrapped Gu Haoran with white gauze.

"The wound has basically been treated, so I don't have to worry about inflammation, but there may be some scars, so it's better to take him to the hospital to have a look!" The school doctor said as he disposed of the rest.

"Thank you! I took him to the hospital right away. ”

Yan Lan didn't wait for a moment before taking Gu Haoran out of Xingluo's gate. When I got the bus, I took a taxi to the central hospital.

Looking at the sign at the entrance of the hospital, Yan Lan knew that the surgeon was on the third floor, and he followed the stairs and soon arrived on the third floor.

It is worthy of the central hospital, and it is really overcrowded, even the staircase is no exception.

Yan Lan is very helpless about these people, to be honest, the people who really need to see a doctor can't reach one-tenth of the total number of people in the hospital now.

In fact, how can so many people get sick, it's just some common cold and cough, and they just want to get better when they come here. Then I ate this capsule and that pill, and injected this antibiotic and that antibiotic, but I don't know how much bacterial and viral resistance has grown, thinking of this, Yan Lan shook his head helplessly.

Gu Haoran next to him looked at Yan Lan's sad, helpless and tangled little appearance, he was already amused, and even smiled.

Yan Lan didn't notice it, and thought intently.

Then, relying on her advantages in all aspects, she quickly took Gu Haoran around the crowd and came to the door of the surgeon's office.

"Come in!" A deep voice.

Yan Lan took Gu Haoran's index finger and tiptoed into the doctor's office.

"Hello doctor, he is my friend, his hand is injured, please take a look!" Yan Lan smiled and quickly pushed Gu Haoran to the seat.

"Yes!"

Only then did the doctor raise his head and look at the two people in front of him, and he suddenly shook violently.

'Isn't this Young Master Gu? Why did he suddenly get injured and go to the central hospital, why didn't he go to his own private hospital? The conditions there are better in all respects than here! ’

The doctor was puzzled.

Gu Haoran suddenly laughed, stretched out a hand and turned sideways to make a silent motion. At this time, the doctor came to his senses and began to examine Gu Haoran's wounds.

He took apart the gauze and looked at it, shook his head again, walked into the office, and quickly took out a bottle of yellow ointment from it and handed it to Yan Lan's hand, she told Yan Lan to wipe it once a day, it would be fine in less than a week, and it would not leave a scar.

Yan Lan nodded very gratefully, took the small ticket issued by the doctor and went to the bargaining office to pay, they did not stay too long in this hospital, because Yan Lan did not like this place very much, she did not like so many people, she did not like the noisy sound and turbid air here.

As a result, the two figures quickly disappeared at the door of the hospital.

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At this time, Fei Yihan woke up and got up from the recliner.

After resting for a while, Fei Yihan felt that his current state was much better than just now, and his blue eyes had regained their original sharpness.

Then, he left the locker room.

I remember that just before he took a break, someone from the company called and said that there was an important meeting for him to attend in person.

He wanted to see what important meetings were so important that he had to go there in person.

He soon came to the private parking lot that Xingluo had opened for him, and drove his white Lamborghini out of Xingluo.

On the road, Fei Yihan did not drive very fast, but drove unusually, slowly, as if there was nothing particularly important, just a walk as usual.

After a long time, he came to the downstairs of Fei's office, still so indifferent, those blue eyes, without the slightest wave.

"General Manager, you're finally here, and the directors are waiting for you in the conference room upstairs!" The staff member in charge of greeting spoke.

"Got it, you go down." He replied lightly.

I couldn't wait, and even sent someone to meet them, but it seems that I am not as patient as I imagined, and I overestimate them. The corners of his lips curled slightly.

As he walked, he didn't seem to be affected by the man's words just now, and he was still walking on the way to the conference room without hurrying.

The difference was that there was a sarcastic smile on his face at this time.

Who the hell are you laughing at? I'm afraid only the 'directors' upstairs know!