Lin Xuan came down slowly from upstairs, saw her husband talking on the phone with his head slightly frowned, and thought to himself what had happened.

After the phone hung up, the man told her about the situation.

Thinking of Li Meimei's experience, Lin Xuan was deeply sympathetic and always hoped to help something, so he decided to go to the city hospital again.

In the aisle of the hospital, Lin Xuan inadvertently raised his eyes and saw an extremely familiar figure upstairs, Tang Muchen.

By the way, Liu Qingping has been hospitalized for a long time to recuperate, presumably, he came to visit, but he was embarrassed to go in, so he wandered around the door.

Lin Xuan pursed his lips and smiled, and hurriedly approached him.

"Doctor Tang, what a coincidence!"

"Good...... Skillful. Tang Muchen actually stammered with a weak heart.

Through the glass window, Lin Xuan clearly saw Liu Qingping leaning on the pillow and reading the newspaper.

Sure enough, I guessed it myself.

"Doctor Tang, if you want to see it, just go in, if Mr. Liu recognizes you, he will be very happy."

At the last shareholders' meeting, if An Yichen hadn't told her the secret, she wouldn't have known that Tang Muchen and the Liu family had such a grudge.

"You're mistaken, I'm not here to see him, I'm just trying to make sure he's not dead."

As soon as the cruel words were released, Tang Muchen threw the flowers and fruit basket in his hand in the trash can on the side, and left without looking back.

"Hey, don't waste it, you don't want to give it to me."

Lin Xuan took the things back. But she had already bought a fruit basket, and it would be an exaggeration to have one more, so she decided to give Tang Muchen's heart to the person he originally wanted to give.

Opening the door of the ward, she put a fruit basket in the corner of the door, picked up another fruit basket, and approached Liu Qingping with a bunch of white lilies in her arms.

At this moment, the old man is nearly ten years old, but his spirit is not bad.

"Are you...... Lin Xuan? ”

He didn't have much contact with Lin Xuan, but this woman was his daughter's college classmate, and she hadn't been on good terms for a long time, and the two sides had many unhappiness before, so he naturally had an impression.

"Hello uncle, little care, not respect."

Looking at the white lily, Liu Qingping thought for a moment, the lily is Yi'er's love, and he loves the house and Wu.

It's been so many years that he doesn't buy this kind of flower again, and it hurts to look at it.

Lin Xuan is so good, why did he come to see him, it doesn't make sense.

"Miss Lin, I'm curious, why did you come to see me and choose a bouquet of lilies?"

Listening to his tone, Lin Xuan guessed that there must be some story about that bunch of lilies.

"Uncle, to tell you the truth, I came to see an old colleague and stopped by to see you. Ruoyan is my classmate, Mu Bai is my senior, they are too busy with work, I help them do their best, you don't have to be surprised. ”

"You said you came to see me, but why did you specially prepare flowers and fruit baskets, and the packaging of the two fruit baskets is not consistent, it must have been bought from two places."

I have to say that although the old man is sick, he is very observant.

"Did you find out about this? Awesome, huh?"

Lin Xuan was thinking about how to explain it, Liu Qingping squinted, then reopened his eyes and said softly, "Ruoyan knows that I hate lilies the most, but you take lilies to see me...... Say, what's going on? ”

"Ahh

No wonder Liu Qingping looked weird, Nima, was seen through. But do you want to say it?

After thinking for a while, Lin Xuan decided not to get involved, in the end, it was someone's housework, which involved privacy, and it was inconvenient for her to intervene.

"Uncle, let me tell you the truth, I didn't buy these flowers and fruit baskets, they were already at the door when I came. There was no card written on it, and I was thinking about coming to see you temporarily, and I didn't carry anything in my hand, so I thought about borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. ”