Chapter 421: What Handle Did You Hold Someone Else?

"Qianning, you come to the hospital." Jiang Cheng'an went straight to the point.

Lu Qianning's heart couldn't help but tighten, "What's wrong?"

"You'll know when you come, 100,000 urgent!" Jiang Cheng'an hurriedly dropped a sentence, and then hung up the phone.

Hearing this, Lu Qianning's heart tightened, put down his mobile phone and ran downstairs.

Wu Senhuai was playing games in front of the bay window, Zhang Yue and Zhang Xinlan were chatting, and they got up quickly when they saw her hurrying down.

"I'll go to the hospital, I'll leave it to you first."

Zhang Xinlan took the child over, and Lu Qianning had already changed his shoes at the entrance.

Seeing that she was so busy, Zhang Xinlan's heart tightened, "Don't be in a hurry on the way, otherwise let Wu Senhuai send you over."

"No, I don't." Lu Qianning refused to leave quickly and drove straight to the hospital.

Along the way, my heart was in my throat, and I ran two red lights before I arrived at the hospital.

In the ward, Zhou Beijing was tied to the hospital bed by Wuhuada, looking at the ceiling expressionlessly.

Hearing the door open, he tilted his head slightly to look over.

Lu Qianning's delicate face was dyed with anxiety, and he hurriedly came over, stared at him with wide eyes, and only turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng'an who was playing games on the sofa for a while.

Jiang Cheng'an was fighting fiercely, and he said without raising his head, "It's coming very fast, you take care of him, I always want to run out to find you."

When he came back late that day, the doctor wanted to cancel the rule that he had been on the ward at 3 p.m. before that.

Because he was late for the first time he ran out, he was seriously discredited, so that the doctor no longer believed it.

Lu Qianning also didn't want to do the disaster of "hooking up" people, and he worked honestly these days.

Clinker, Zhou Beijing is not satisfied with chatting and making phone calls with Lu Qianning every day.

This is the nth time that he wants to run out, and Jiang Cheng'an obviously can't stop it.

"It's almost three o'clock, and he said at eight o'clock in the morning that he was afraid of eating, so Gu Nan caught it. I did it again at lunch, and I was almost dead."

Jiang Cheng'an began to complain, "Who knows, he still runs during nap, and at that time, he will definitely not be able to come back when he runs out to catch up with three o'clock for an intravenous drip, so I can only call you over."

The corners of Lu Qianning's mouth twitched, and he frowned and looked at Zhou Beijing.

Zhou Beijing was tied up and couldn't move, but his angular facial features revealed a little cold arrogance, "I just want to go to the garden downstairs to breathe."

"The garden downstairs?" Lu Qianning tugged at the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "May I ask whose garden is downstairs?"

He couldn't fool Lu Qianning at all when he was vague.

"Qianning, you guard him." Jiang Cheng'an received a message, turned off the game, quickly got up and said, "There are ten minutes left to get a drip, I have something to go out."

Lu Qianning responded, "Okay."

She sat down next to the hospital bed, untied the rope for Zhou Beijing in the end, and then rubbed her legs.

I don't know how long I was tied up.

The place that was stuck by Jiang Cheng'an with a window that day was swollen for several days, and it took two days to get rid of the swelling, but it was still red.

"Does it still hurt?" Lu Qianning asked.

"It doesn't hurt, I don't feel it." Zhou Beijing saw her pursing her lips, and added, "Since it is still red and swollen, it proves that it is still bloody, but the nerves are not sensitive, which is a good phenomenon."

Lu Qianning didn't understand this kind of thing, but she was inclined to a good explanation, and the corners of her lips raised a touch of arc and said, "What do you want to run out for?" Looking for me?"

Zhou Beijing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Except for you, it seems that no one else can tempt me out."

Lu Qianning thought for a moment and said, "What about running? You find me a good husband to take over, but what should I do? In the future, she will face finding a boyfriend to marry, can you rest assured? Hold on, hold on until then."

"......" Zhou Beijing frowned, if he can fuck hold on until then, what is he doing for Lu Qianning to find a husband?

Isn't it beautiful on your own?

"It's your husband who chooses you, and you choose a qualified father for Ranran, and these two conditions are necessary to be selected by me." His voice was slightly flat, deliberately pressing

Hold on to some kind of emotion.

Lu Qianning chuckled and cast a teasing gaze, "I can have both, and there are very few men I like, you pick slowly, the premise of being able to pick slowly is to receive good treatment in the hospital."

In case it is not singled out, the person hangs up first-

She didn't say anything, but Zhou Beijing could already understand the meaning, her face turned dark, but she didn't say anything.

There was always a topic between them that neither of them wanted to mention.

No one wants to pierce that film and speak more transparently.

Doctor's office.

Jiang Cheng'an strode in and sat on a chair staring at the small wooden box. z.br>

"Sure? Will this password work?"

It's been cracked twice, and the last time you can't crack it, you can reset the password, and then what the password is, but no one knows.

"My suggestion is, can you ask for the original password, in case the other party is willing to say it?" The technician suggested.

Jiang Cheng'an waved his hand, "It won't work."

Later, when Lu Qianning contacted Zhou Nan'an, he couldn't be contacted, which shows that Zhou Nan'an was determined not to say the password.

"Then I'll have to try this once." The technician said, "If it doesn't work out this time, you'll have to try your luck in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng'an couldn't help but scold, and then said ruthlessly, "!"

The technician immediately adjusted the password and pressed the unlock button.

With a "click", the combination lock opened.

Several pairs of eyes stared at this, and the office that could be heard quietly dropping a pin boiled in the next second.

"It's on!"

"Quick, call the doctor over and get the contents for testing!"

Jiang Cheng'an's voice trembled, and he took out the tube in the small box.

He had never felt that clear liquids were so beautiful and precious!

Immediately, a doctor took the tube away, leaving Jiang Chengan to give the technician a large sum of money.

But he thought about it and didn't immediately tell Lu Qianning and Zhou Beijing the news.

This little wooden box is their hope.

I don't know what it is, what if it's just a lie by Zhou Nan'an?

It is better to live with hope than to have hope dashed.

If it was found to be good, he would tell them at once.

If it's useless, there's no need to say it.

After a long time, he turned back to the hospital room and glanced at the two people sitting by the window watching the sunset.

"It's almost gone." He walked over and gave the medicine to Zhou Beijing to change, "When we gave you a drip, you yourself still knew how to look at it, as soon as Lu Qianning came, her face occupied your two eyeballs, and you didn't look at your own medicine at all!"

He did not hesitate to pick up Zhou Beijing in front of Lu Qianning.

Lu Qianning just smiled and didn't speak, and Zhou Beijing leaned lazily on the back of the chair, as if he wasn't talking about him.

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Noodle.

Lu Yuehua didn't come to help because she was not feeling well, and after Lu Qianning ate a deflated meal, it was already past noon when she returned to the noodle restaurant.

Without saying a word, she put on her apron and rubbed left and right with a rag.

When Zhao Jingya was done, she walked over to her, "How's it going?" Did Lu Qianning agree?"

"Nope." Lu Yuehua said.

"Didn't you say yes, wouldn't she say yes? If you don't agree, you're going to make a big fuss, what?" Zhao Jingya looked at her with a stupid face, not quite right, "What handle has someone held on?"