Su Yile was in the room, and when he heard Zheng Rujing and them coming out of his room, he had been a little frolicking.

Zheng Rujing has a boyfriend, so she should be ready to move away.

Although I don't have friends, some people really can't be friends.

Hearing that they seemed to be out, she got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

I simply got some food at home, called Qi Zhiyuan, asked him which hospital he was in, sorted it out, and went out.

Qi Zhiyuan and Di Chao were both in this hospital, and Su Yile came to see Qi Zhiyuan first.

On her head and body, all wrapped in gauze, she lowered her head guiltily, "Mr. Qi, I'm really sorry." ”

Qi Zhiyuan looked at her and shook his head, "It's okay, Yile, Mr. Hei...... No one can do anything. ”

Su Yile bit his lower lip, "It's all because of me, I'm really sorry." ”

Qi Zhiyuan looked at her, "Yile, you and Mr. Hei ......"

Su Yile could only smile bitterly, and she didn't know what to say.

"Yile, I suddenly don't know if you're lucky or what's going on." Qi Zhiyuan also smiled a little, "Mr. Hei, you are so domineering and ......"

Su Yile was stunned.

"It won't hurt you at all." Qi Zhiyuan said seriously.

Won't it hurt her? Su Yile listened, he didn't hurt her enough?

She shook her head with a wry smile, "Mr. Qi, I'll go to see Di Chao first." ”

Qi Zhiyuan had to nod.

Su Yile got up, took another bouquet of flowers, and went out.

Find Di Chao's hospital room and knock on the door to enter.

Di Chao and Qi Zhiyuan were the most seriously injured, and looking at Di Chao's head full of white cloth, she sighed.

They hadn't seen each other for so long, and it would have been such a joy to meet again, but it had brought him such a big disaster.

"Eliza." Di Chao smiled.

When Su Yile came there, he still apologized, "Di Chao, I'm really sorry." ”

Di Chao also shook his head like Qi Zhiyuan, this is really something that can't be helped.

It's just that he was also surprised, and he also asked her about Mr. Hei.

Su Yile could only sigh helplessly.

"Di Chao, this time, I'm really sorry, alas, we haven't seen each other for so long, and we are all happy for each other, but I didn't expect that it would make you like this." Su Yile sighed helplessly.

Lu Shanni, who was holding a thermos bottle at the door, was stunned for a moment, and her steps stopped.

"It's okay, I thought I was going to die, but now that my life has been saved, it's fine." Di Chao sighed and looked at her, "I found that Yile, you are very capable, haha, that person, such a powerful person, can take care of you so much." "Thinking of Yile hitting that person hard, that person doesn't matter at all, and he protects her like that, although it's a little scary, it's also very shocking.

Su Yile listened, and was also slightly stunned, did they all think so? But she's very uncomfortable, she's really uncomfortable.

Lu Shanni walked in and saw Su Yile, "Di Chao, who is this?" She asked.

"This is my high school classmate, Su Yile, Yile, this is my girlfriend, Lu Shanni." Di Chao introduced.

Su Yile turned his head and saw a fashionable and beautiful woman, she nodded with a smile, "Hello." ”

Lu Shanni smirked, walked over with something, and sat next to Di Chao, "Honey, this is the soup I made myself." She said, opening the thermos.

Su Yile looked at them and got up, "Then I won't bother, I'll come to see you next time." ”

When Lu Shanni heard this, she put the things on the table, "Miss Su, I'll send it to you." ”

Su Yile was stunned for a moment, and then said, "No need, no need." She walked out.

Lu Shanni got up and followed her.

Su Yile walked out of the door, "Thank you, I really don't need it." ”

Lu Shanni walked out with a smile, her eyes flashing with something weird, "Let's go, Miss Su, I just want to go down." ”

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