062 Lover (23)
In the hospital, looking at Su Kui, who was sleeping quietly, Song Cheng's heart, which had been hanging high, finally fell back to its original place, and he opened the door lightly and walked out.
Friend Pei Haoran had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, wearing a white coat, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets and looking at him.
"Tell me, what the hell is going on?"
"Huh? What the? ”
Pei Haoran raised his eyebrows and pouted angrily in the direction of the ward, "Hey, hey, don't pretend to be stupid!" ”
Glancing at him coldly, Song Cheng couldn't hide his tiredness between his eyebrows, and he randomly found a chair to sit down according to his temples, "That's what you saw." ”
Pei Haoran's eyes widened, and his handsome face was full of astonishment, "What did you do?!" ”
Song Chengfeng's eyes were closed, he leaned up against the wall and did not answer.
"Isn't it?" Pei Haoran swallowed his saliva and struggled to organize the language, "You...... When did it become so out of taste? That she ......"
Pointing to Su Kui's ward, "What did you do?" He compared his neck and raised his wrist, "Attack the woman, you can do it!" ”
"I didn't get the burns."
Thinking of this, Song Cheng was irritable again, his handsome face was frosty, and he grabbed his hair anxiously, and his black hair poured from his fingertips.
Seeing the tiredness on his friend's face that could not be concealed, Pei Haoran was surprised, his friend, in the eyes of everyone, has always been bold and ruthless, and resolute.
Today's situation full of decadence is really-
See the unseen!
Wait a minute!
Song Cheng said that he didn't do the burns, which is tantamount to admitting that he did it on his neck in disguise?
The traces of bruises, tsk, Pei Haoran shook his head, the indecent look on his face finally retracted, and he walked up to him and sat down.
The shoulder bumped him, "I say, don't you?" What's going on? ”
Looking at the injury, it was completely ruthless. They are brothers who have played since childhood, Pei Haoran does not dare to say that he knows Song Cheng completely, but he knows that even if Song Cheng is not a decent man, he has never had the habit of beating women.
I usually don't make a move, but today I sent it directly to the hospital.
Pei Haoran was a little curious about the woman who was still lying on the hospital bed, wondering what she had done to provoke Song Cheng to be so ruthless.
"I ......" opened his mouth, Song Cheng's throat was dry and hoarse, and he punched the wall with an irritated punch, and his finger bones instantly cracked and opened several wounds, dripping with blood.
"I don't know how to say it......" Closing his eyes weakly, Song Cheng put his hands on his forehead and lowered his face.
Pei Haoran was dumbfounded, and stammered for a while: "I, I'm rough!" Song Cheng, you're stunned! What is this for? What about playing a bitter meat trick? ”
He looked at the snow-white walls in the hospital corridor, stained with bright red blood, and felt distressed, "Why don't you know what to say?" What about your good eloquence? I remember when you were in college, you were a good defender, right? And besides, let me tell you, even if you are injured, I will not pity you! I just asked the renovation team to get this wall last week, remember to pay the compensation to my account! ”
Song Cheng: "......"
After a few seconds, he spat out, "Get out!" ”
Shut up if you can't speak! He's annoying enough that he doesn't need a noisy sparrow chirping in his ears.
Now, he just wants to quietly sort out his affairs with Tang Wan.
"Huh?" Pei Haoran rolled his eyes very indecently, and glared at him angrily, "This is my hospital, where do you let me go?" Let's talk about it, I'll be a confidant brother again today. ”