Not far away, the display at the top of the building glows brightly in the night.

Usually, some well-known brands advertise on it, or play some public welfare videos, however, at this time, instead of advertising, it is a few big words scrolling.

"Han'er, happy wedding anniversary!"

"Luo Xiangyu is willing to protect you for the rest of your life."

It's not just this building, but on screens of all sizes behind her, all these two sentences are playing at this time!

The billboards in the whole city were at this moment, at 8 o'clock on time, playing Luo Xiangyu's wedding anniversary blessings carefully prepared for her, and the pedestrians on the street couldn't help but stop and watch, and many people even took out their mobile phones to record these shocking and enviable moments.

Luo Xiangyu once said that in the future time between the two, he would create a lot of surprises for her, and at that time she just listened to it as a joke, but she didn't expect that this man was really realizing it one by one.

Mu Shaohan froze in place, her eyes were slightly moist, and in the end, she could only bite her lower lip to force the tears back into her eyes.

"Wow, President Roche is so generous!"

"Oh my God! Just this staircase advertisement costs 60,000 yuan a minute, how much he loves his wife! ”

"Is he already married? Oh, my God! Who is so happy! ”

"Oh my God, who is that person named Han'er!"

"It's been five minutes now!"

"That's what this display alone has cost 300,000!"

The passers-by looked excited, and at this time, such a spectacular scene appeared on the street of City A, and everyone stopped on the side of the road to watch this feast, marveling at the myth of City A, and the surprise that Luo Xiangyu created for his wife.

"Let's count how long it lasts!"

I don't know whose words pushed the mood of the masses higher, and people watched excitedly as the time passed minute by minute, regardless of the weather.

"It's been eight minutes!"

"Ten minutes! It's been ten minutes! ”

The noisy sounds around filled Mu Shaohan's ears, and she didn't know when she became indifferent, looking at everything around her, she suddenly fainted.

At the other end of the city, in the president's office on the top floor of Roche.

It's late at night, but the office is still brightly lit, Luo Xiangyu is working, the computer screen is shining, shining on his face, and his usually cold face looks a little irritable at this moment.

"President!" Fang Zhao's voice was anxious, and he didn't even knock on the door before he broke in.

Luo Xiangyu stopped what he was doing and looked at him with a frown.

"President! Before, you asked me to contact all the building ads in City A that are now playing, and I forgot to ask you if you want them to cancel, so now? Fang Zhao looked at the man sitting behind the computer desk worriedly, his expression was obscure, his slender fingers tapped on the table regularly, and finally raised his head and spit out two words concisely: "No need." ”

Luo Xiangyu didn't speak again after saying these two words coldly, and continued to put his gaze back on the screen.

Fang Zhao didn't want to say anything more, as long as the president didn't blame him.

didn't stay here any longer, he turned around and went out, as soon as he touched the doorknob, the phone rang, he was afraid of disturbing Luo Xiangyu, so he quickly opened the door and went out to pick it up.

"Hello, who is it?"

"What about Luo Xiangyu? Why did he turn off his phone? Hurry up and get him to the hospital! Han Han fainted. The voice on the other side was hurried and anxious, Fang Zhao was stunned for a moment, and after realizing that this Han Han was talking about Miss Mu, he hurriedly turned around and opened the door and went in.

"Which hospital?"

Years of professional secretary professionalism played a role at this time, and he tried his best to calm down and asked Mu Shaohan's specific location.

Entering the office, Fang Zhao's tone this time was even more nervous than just now, with panic on his face, and even the volume was raised a few degrees: "Mr. Luo! Someone called just now to say that Miss Mu had fainted and was now in the hospital! ”

Luo Xiangyu stood up with a bang, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and walked towards the door while wearing it.

Fang Zhao caught up with him and followed behind him, "Miss Mu is in the emergency room of Shengyi Hospital. ”

The man who was walking in front suddenly stopped, he stopped his button-fastening hand, and walked back without saying a word.

Fang Zhao looked puzzled: "President, what's wrong?" ”

"Work matters."

The man slammed the door shut, Fang Zhao's head was a little dazed, shouldn't Miss Mu be more important? She fainted in the hospital......

He shook his head in confusion and continued to arrange Luo Xiangyu's schedule for tomorrow.

After a while, Luo Xiangyu suddenly came out of the office, Fang Zhao saw him come out, wearing a coat, thinking that he was leaving, he hurriedly followed and asked, "President, where are you going?" ”

"Hospital, spare car." The man buttoned his wrist and strode out, but the pace was a little too hurried.

Fang Zhao's head is like a mess of paste now, didn't Mr. Luo just say that work is important?

He shook his head helplessly again and followed.

Luo Xiangyu's face was pale, at first he walked out without thinking about it after hearing the news, but then he felt angry when he thought of what the woman said to him today, so he turned back again, but sitting at the desk, he couldn't calm down no matter what, all he thought about was why she suddenly fainted, whether narcolepsy had recurred, and whether something would happen.

He even wanted to send someone over, but he still wanted to see for himself how the woman was doing.

In the end, he couldn't hold back and went to the hospital because he was worried.

The car drove all the way to the hospital, Luo Xiangyu walked inside hurriedly, Fang Zhao followed closely behind, asked a little nurse on the way, and led him to the emergency room.

The moment he pushed the door open, Luo Xiangyu's breathing became nervous, and the woman lying on the bed had no external injuries and was very quiet.

Meng Dihua had seen it as early as when he came in, and he also got up and walked over at this time.

"How is she?" Luo Xiangyu's hand in his pocket clenched unconsciously.

Meng Dihua's face was as cold as ever: "The doctor said she just fell asleep." ”

At this time, Luo Xiangyu breathed a sigh of relief, it was indeed because of narcolepsy.

"Standing on the street at that time, we were watching Mr. Luo's confession on the LED screen that you spent a lot of money on." When he said this, a crack appeared on Meng Dihua's expressionless face, and he coughed lightly and continued: "She suddenly fainted, and a car passed by her at that time, if I hadn't pulled it in time, maybe she would have been crushed under the car." Meng Dihua said that the cloud was light and light, but Luo Xiangyu was shocked when she heard it, she was almost hit by a car!

"Mr. Luo, don't you explain what's going on?" Meng Dihua hugged his chest and glanced at the person on the bed.

Luo Xiangyu hid the panic in his eyes and said, "She has narcolepsy, and she had it a few years ago. He sat on the stool and quietly watched Mu Shaohan's sleeping face.