He dragged the drunken car downstairs, and the black Maybach was already waiting downstairs.

The man in the suit got out of the car, bent his waist and said respectfully: "Mr. Yan." ”

"Go and rest today." Stern violently opened the car door and stuffed people into the back seat.

Navigating and searching for the nearest hospital, he took one last look at the sleeping man in the rearview mirror and quickly drove away.

The nearest Lincheng Central Hospital is at least a 10-minute drive away, but Yan Shu risked speeding all the way to reduce it to 8 minutes.

There are not many people who register at this point, so he simply hung up a fever clinic and took Fang Zhao to the infusion area for intravenous drips.

The infusion area was quiet, almost empty, and the cleaning aunt was cleaning in the back.

The TV on the wall is still playing SpongeBob SquarePants, which children love.

Yan Shu took hot water for himself at the water dispenser, and the two mouthfuls made him more comfortable, and he leaned back in the cold chair and stared at the person next to him in fascination.

The man woke up to the last bottle of drip.

Fang Zhao woke up and looked around for a while, pausing for a moment.

In the end, his eyes fell on the person who brought her: "Yan Shu." Why are you here. ”

"Why can't I be there?" Yan Shu tightened his eyebrows: "Why are you still so stupid." ”

"Sick and don't know how to come to the hospital?" His words are extreme.

The flush spread to the ears and even the ankles were pink: "Why are you murdering me?" ”

Fang Zhao's fierce tone made Yan Shu laugh: "Did you drink?" ”

The two fingers rubbed together delicately, and she unconsciously made a cute expression: "A little, just a little." ”

"Liar." Yan Shu said: "Do you know where you are now?" ”

She shook her head with a dull expression: "Thirsty." ”

Yan Shu: "What? ”

"Drink water." Fang Zhao sat in a lazy and confused posture, staring at him with a sparkle in her pupils, her voice was very soft, as if she was coquettish.

"That's a lot." He swallowed uncontrollably, and the broken hair on his forehead was lifted to the top of his head: "Wait." ”

Then a cup of boiling hot water was brought to her: "Be careful, hot." ”

She was like a kitten, and she couldn't wait to sip: "Are you coming back because of your girlfriend?" ”

Yan Shu moved his eyes: "What do you think?" ”

"What you said" Fang Zhao was suddenly lost: "At the dinner, you said that you have a girlfriend." ”

He didn't expect Fang Zhao to rest assured about this matter, no matter whether she was drunk or babbling, he replied to Fang Zhao sincerely: "Fang Zhao, I don't have any girlfriends." ”

Early the next morning, Jiang Zhao was awakened by a nightmare.

She sat up and stroked her wounded heart.

She dreamed that she was drowning in the deep sea, falling into the bottomless pit beneath her feet.

The reality of the dream made her blood pressure skyrocket.

Fang Zhao licked her lips and her arms skimmed the sweat that came out of her forehead, her head couldn't help but tingle, her brain was about to explode, she remembered in a trance that she had drunk wine in a Japanese restaurant last night, and she couldn't remember it anymore.

She looked at the clock directly in front of her, the hands pointing to 9 o'clock.

She lifted her forehead and quickly got dressed.

When he arrived at the breakfast restaurant, Fang Zhao drank soy milk uncontrollably.

Xiao Ya shook her palm opposite her: "Sister Zhao? Sister Zhao? ”

After calling three times, Fang Zhao reacted: "Huh? What's wrong? ”

Xiao Ya opened his mouth slightly and pointed his finger at the bottom of the bowl opposite: "The soy milk is empty." ”

She glanced at the bottom of the iron-faced bowl, and her mouth was filled with air: "Today, when is the plane?" ”

"3 p.m.," Xiao Ya said.