Lying in the boundless darkness, Qiu Yan emptied his brain, only to feel that his body was suddenly warm, and a little bamboo fragrance was left on the tip of his nose.

Familiar and peculiar.

Tonight.

There is no dream, but it is also sweet.

……

When Qiu Yan woke up the next morning, he found that he was covered with two quilts.

She was stunned for a moment.

Subconsciously looked at the bed next to him.

But there was no one on it.

Qiu Yan called the nurse who came to take care of her.

"Oh, you're talking about that lady, she was discharged from the hospital by herself this morning, and I don't know what happened so anxious, I still have an injection to be given later, and now it seems that I can only take medicine first......"

The head nurse sighed, as if she suddenly remembered something, and looked up at Qiu Yan.

"By the way, are you a family member of that lady?"

"Yes." Anyway, it's already been once, and it's not bad for the second time.

Qiu Yan's face was calm and calm.

I can't see anything out of the ordinary.

Hearing her affirmative answer, the nurse was also relieved, and immediately raised her hand to hand out a bag of things.

"Here is the patient's medicine and medical record book, I forgot to bring it in a hurry, please help take it back to her."

Qiu Yan took it easily.

Looking at the back of the nurse leaving, and then looking at the things in his hand, Qiu Yan rubbed his eyes, made a, and called his driver.

Traffic jams on the road.

It took a long time for the driver to arrive.

But even so, he couldn't resist Qiu Yan's good mood.

"Go to Teacher He's house." Qiu Yan sat in the back seat of the car and spoke lightly.

It's idle anyway.

Driven by curiosity, Qiu Yan opened Yun Feng's medical record book, flipped through it at random, suddenly, his hand paused, and his eyes froze on a line of words below the medical record table:

The condition has reached an advanced stage, and it is necessary to take medicine on time every day, without any stimulation, and train more on weekdays, and it is expected that the heart transplant will be performed in three months.

Heart...... Transplant surgery?!

Qiu Yan had sent someone to investigate, and naturally knew that Yun Feng had a heart attack, but she didn't know that the disease was so serious that she needed a heart transplant.

The corners of Qiu Yan's lips, which were still slightly raised, gradually pursed down, and he couldn't breathe a little.

Until the driver stopped the car and shouted, "Miss, it's time for the position." ”

Qiu Yan came back to his senses from the medical record.

She repacked the medical record book a few times and held the bag of medicine in her arms.

This moment.

She suddenly felt an unexpected heaviness in the medicine in her arms.

Qiu Yan rang Yun Feng's doorbell, and in order not to cry as soon as they met, she began to look around.

Although I was mentally prepared for a long time.

But Qiu Yan was still taken aback by the size of the room.

It's also too extravagant.

I don't know how many times more luxurious than my own home.

Are chaebols really so rich?

Qiu Yan turned her head around with the medicine, and thanks to such a way to pass the time, she quickly waited for the sound of the door opening.

Yun Feng put one hand in her pocket, stood at the door, holding the doorknob with one hand, her face was still a little pale when she had just been discharged from the hospital, and she didn't know if it was because of her illness, her gloomy temperament was stronger than before.

Even when I look at people's eyes, I am full of tired evil spirits.

"What are you doing?"

The gloomy voice sounded faintly.

Just say these three words

almost made Qiu Yan's tears burst into tears, but fortunately, years of cultivation training supported her, so that she could at least maintain her calm on the surface.

"You forgot to take the medicine, I'm ...... I'll send it to you. ”

Yun Feng looked at the medicine in Qiu Yan's hand for a few seconds.

I want to close the door in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Yan was in a hurry, and directly put his arm sideways, blocking the door to be closed in a not very smart way.

At this moment, Yun Feng stopped closing the door if he was a little slower.

It is estimated that a tragic tragedy will occur here.

No matter how much the king of heaven and Lao Tzu can't save him.

Yun Feng opened the door again with a dark face, took a deep breath, and said viciously: "Come in." ”

It's fierce.

But I finally didn't get locked out.

Qiu Yan retracted his hand and entered the room with the medicine and medical records.

I thought that those things outside were already luxurious.

But what Qiu Yan didn't expect was.

The value of the things here is estimated to be several times higher than that outside, and from the inside to the outside, even the blankets on the ground are full of luxury and grace.

These things made Qiu Yan a little restrained.

"That...... Is it a blue white porcelain vase? Halfway through, before he reached the living room, Qiu Yan suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on a bottle placed in the corner of the hallway.

Qiu Yan remembers it very clearly.

Her father also had one of this bottle.

But that one is a high imitation of the same era.

Even if it's a high-quality imitation.

Father has always kept it as a treasure collection, and even she is not allowed to move on weekdays, and the baby is very, how can it be thrown in the corner at random like Yun Feng.

Yun Feng looked back at the thing Qiu Yan said.

Subconsciously frowned.

"Take it if you like."

"Huh?"

Qiu Yan's lips opened slightly, and the monotonous syllables expressed her surprise at the moment.

Yun Feng spoke again with great impatience: "Here you go." ”

The bottle was bought by Fugui from a collector, and Yun Feng was not interested in knowing, she only knew that the bottle was really ugly, so she threw it into the corner.

So as not to be an eyesore.

Qiu Yan didn't think too much about it.

Because from the perspective of the business she is used to, Yun Feng can give her such a thing so casually, it is estimated that it is also a high imitation.

If you take it back and give it to your father, he will be happy.

Qiu Yan nodded, picked up the blue white porcelain bottle and packed it.

Qiu Yan didn't think that when Yun Feng gave her the largest piece of land in the commercial district, his attitude was also so understated.

It's not that you don't care because it's worthless.

But no matter how much this thing is worth, she doesn't care.

After all.

The life of a rich man.

It's often just so boring and boring.

Anyway, there was nothing else, Qiu Yan stayed at Yun Feng's house and supervised her to take the medicine.

After taking the medicine.

Qiu Yan was watching TV in the living room.

"You're not leaving." Yun Feng stood in front of Qiu Yan with a cold face, and bluntly said to drive people away.

The corners of Qiu Yan's mouth drooped slightly, and he raised his head: "Then you answer me a few questions, and I'll leave immediately, okay?" ”

"Say."

"You're the only one living in your house?"

"Yes."

"The quilt you helped me cover last night."

"Nope."

"If you lie, I'm not leaving." Qiu Yan nested himself into the sofa and watched Yun Feng's expression get darker and darker.

At last.

Yun Feng said irritably: "It's me, you can go." ”

"You are so fierce to me on weekdays, so why do you cover me with a quilt at night?" Qiu Yan took the opportunity to ask.

However, this time she didn't get what she wanted.

Because.

Yun Feng directly carried her clothes and slipped her out.

The heroine can't fall.

Thereupon.

Yun Feng immediately turned around and closed the door after lifting Qiu Yan out of the door with a fairly gentle attitude.

A series of actions flowed smoothly,

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