Chapter 774: I'm afraid that Teacher Lu will stand up and beat me

In early autumn, the scorching sun above his head shone down, and under the yellow hard hat, the corners of Sheng Que Xing's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Fine sweat ran down the corners of his sideburns, he wiped it casually, put the phone in his pocket, took off his gloves and walked into the integrated room.

"Brother Ce, I'll take a leave of absence."

Mo Tiance stopped pressing the computer, "What's wrong? Not feeling well? I said that you just watch them work, you don't have to go to it yourself, this is every night when you go back to Yingying to make up for the class, as soon as you make up it to twelve o'clock, you will definitely not be able to bear it!"

Sheng Que Xing shook his head and said, "No, I have some personal matters to do."

"Private?" Mo Tiance looked at him again and again, "What private affairs can you have?"

Since Sheng Que Xing followed him, he has not seen any relatives or even friends of Sheng Que Xing.

"Take a leave of absence, and I'll be back in the afternoon." Sheng Que Xing put his gloves on the chair, took off his hard hat, and took off his dirty overalls.

Mo Tiance waved his hand, "Go ahead."

He turned and strode away, and after a few steps he turned back, "I still need some money."

"How much?"

"Convert my salary for the past few months, and give it to me." Sheng Que Xing had 20,000 yuan in his hand, which was the salary of the previous months, and then Mo Tiance contracted a project with a shortage of funds, so he asked Mo Tiance to return the money and calculate the salary later.

It is estimated that in the past few months, there are 20,000 or 30,000 together.

Mo Tiance said while taking out his mobile phone, "Don't be deceived, don't give money to others casually."

Sheng Que Xing nodded, "Don't pay for it, buy gifts for my little nephew and niece."

"What kind of niece and niece are you? Golden? Buy them such an expensive gift!" Mo Tiance was sure of something while transferring the money, "Are you sure that you haven't been deceived by a scammer, and you are indeed buying something for your own nephew?" Your sister asked you to buy it so expensive?"

He regarded Sheng Que Xing as a family, after all, he had eaten and lived together for so long, and Sheng Que Xing had helped him a lot, so he nagged a few more words.

"Just give it to me, don't worry, they don't covet my money, I want to buy it myself." Sheng Que Xing urged.

Mo Tiance didn't calculate the salary, and directly transferred 50,000 yuan to him, "Let's go back and calculate the salary, you go first, come back early in the evening, Yingying will go home today."

"Okay." Sheng Que Xing responded, turned around and hurried away.

Last year, when he ran for his birthday, he asked the mall to send another gift.

This year's birthday has not yet arrived, but as the news of Lu Qianning's pregnancy spreads, Sheng Que Xing has long been preparing gifts.

He prepared a golden lock with a hundred family names for Xingbao, and bought a pair of small gold bracelets for Ran Ran, which is very suitable for a little girl of a few years old, very beautiful.

However, after buying these two items, he only spent more than 20,000 yuan, and he felt that it was not enough, so he bought toys for boys and girls respectively.

The staff of the shopping mall delivered the things to his car, he drove straight to the hospital, and after asking Lu Qianning's ward from the little nurse at the front desk, he entrusted the little nurse to help and deliver the things over.

"You're here to give them a present, aren't you?" The little nurse looked at the pile he was carrying, smiled and said, "This transfer is not appropriate, isn't it, don't you go up yourself?"

Sheng Que Xing frowned and hesitated.

"Your hospital also provides gift services?" A voice came from behind him.

Sheng Quexing's body stiffened, and as soon as he turned his head sideways, he saw Zhou Beijing with one hand in his pocket and striding over.

He was wearing a white shirt, and his lower eyelids were a little blue because he stayed up late.

After not seeing him for a long time, Sheng Que Xing felt that he was still in high spirits.

"Brother Beijing."

Zhou Beijing looked up and down as if he had just seen him, "Yo, do you still know me?"

Sheng Que Xing's face was stupid.

The little nurse sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly said, "I don't have time to send it for you here, I'm very busy, so you better figure it out yourself."

After saying that, she went to work.

Sheng Que Xing set his sights on Zhou Beijing.

Zhou Beijing glanced at him

"My hands are only holding the child now, not carrying things, either follow me or go back."

If he helped Sheng Que Xing carry this thing in, the durian shell that knelt for one night would not be enough for Lu Qianning to dissipate his anger.

In the past two days, Lu Qianning's physical condition has improved a lot, and he can walk on the ground, and from time to time he looks out the window at the endless stream of pedestrians at the entrance of the hospital.

Everyone who should have come has come, Zhao Xiaotian and Ye Xinning them.

There were also some irrelevant ones that he was not allowed to visit.

Who else can Lu Qianning look forward to? Look at the book

Zhou Beijing couldn't be clearer in his heart.

He strode towards the elevator, paused without two steps, and when he turned around, he saw that Sheng Que Xing was still stunned, and he said, "Don't keep up yet, wait for me to tie you up?"

"I'm ......" Sheng Que Xing's throat tightened, and Zhou Beijing left before he finished speaking.

He subconsciously followed, and things had to be delivered.

It is estimated that this time it will be placed directly at the door, and Lu Qianning will have to move in the future, and he will never be contacted again.

He followed Zhou Beijing into the elevator with his head bored, because he was holding too many things in his hand, which took up space, and was looked at coldly by several people.

"What? What a festive place the hospital is, I want to send gifts home!"

"I'm really here to cause trouble."

"If this is crushing you, don't blame anyone else."

In the crowded elevator, several elderly people relied on the old and sold the old, and the resentment that had nowhere to be released was released towards Sheng Quexing.

A large toy in Sheng Que Xing's hand was coldly kicked by an old man.

"It's an accident if it's crowded, it's man-made if it's kicked, what's wrong? Bullying children?" Zhou Beijing stood in front of Sheng Que Xing and swept the crowd, "I am his parent, who has an opinion to rush at me."

Suddenly, there was silence in the elevator.

I thought it was a child who no one cared about, but who knew that there were elders.

Although Sheng Que Xing called Brother Zhou Beijing, after all, he was more than ten years older, and he had a little momentum that only adults have, even if he didn't look much older than Sheng Que Xing, it was enough to support Sheng Que Xing.

Until the elevator door opened, Zhou Beijing blocked the elevator door and glanced back.

Sheng Que Guild understood, quickly got out of the elevator first, and stood still after coming out.

"There's only one room on this floor." Zhou Beijing swept the door of the eye ward.

"Brother Beijing, how is Mr. Lu's recovery now?" Sheng Que asked.

Zhou Beijing raised his eyebrows, "You won't go in and see for yourself?"

Sheng Que Xing shook his head, grinned, and said, "I'm afraid...... Teacher Lu jumped up and hit me."

"......" Zhou Beijing sneered, "She can't jump up now, but it is estimated that being scolded is indispensable, and if she sees less scolding earlier, she will be able to beat people if she drags her back, and then she will be beaten and scolded."

With that, he turned and strode towards the ward.

The people behind him trotted to follow, and the pile of gifts in their hands jingled.

Zhou Beijing pushed open the door of the ward and went in directly, Zhang Yue and Zhang Xinlan turned their heads, and when they saw Sheng Que Xing standing outside the ward, they were stunned.