"Bai Xiaoguo!"

In his ears, Xu Xiaoran suddenly shouted.

Bai Lu was startled, sent a typed thank you, and hurriedly deleted the chat box.

When Xu Xiaoran took it, the interface was already clean.

Her eyes were round, "Okay, do you dare to say that you are not greasy, and you don't have a heart to delete any chat box?" ”

Bai Lu is really thankful, is it really good to be so surprised?

She folded her hands and almost knelt down to beg for mercy, "Grandma, I beg you, I'm about to seal my heart and lock my love now, and I have absolutely no interest in anything else, do you believe me?" ”

"Actually, you can also be a little interested, Lu Zhao and him ......"

Bai Lu heard this name from her mouth, it was simply PTSD, and shook his head without hesitation, "I'm not interested, it's impossible for anyone to be interested in him." ”

With this categorical appearance, Xu Xiaoran shrugged her shoulders, "Okay, in fact, I just want to say that he is not simple, and he can rush at that face, but Mu Qingyun is not bad, you are still suitable for this kind of simple person." ”

Bai Lu smiled and didn't speak.

When Xu Xiaoran's attention was finally no longer on her and Lu Zhaohe, she was silently relieved.

Xu Xiaoran directly threw the phone to her, "You can use this before he sends it, it was originally my backup phone." I'll have to take care of some work later, and I'll bring you lunch when I get back. ”

"Okay, okay." Bai Lu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Xu Xiaoran left quickly, just enough to stagger the time when Lu Zhaohe came over.

The ward was quiet, and Bai Lu was lying on the bed, pressing on his phone from time to time to look at his phone.

Maybe it was because Lu Zhaohe's figure that broke in before the coma was too profound, and she was indeed a little eager to see him.

But she knew that this change in mood was inevitable after being saved by him.

After all, he was indeed a savior-like existence at that moment.

Besides, she also wanted to test whether he knew who the murderer who locked her up was.

Bai Lu blinked, and he was there.

After about half an hour, the phone finally moved.

A phone call came, but it was not Lu Zhaohe's number, but an unfamiliar eleven digits.

After all, this is Xu Xiaoran's mobile phone.

Bai Lu was afraid that it was her privacy, so she hesitated and didn't connect.

The phone rang for dozens of seconds and then hung up automatically.

Soon, another text message came.

I saw the content on the lock screen: Hello, is it Miss Bai? I'm a delivery rider in the same city, and here's a copy of your delivery note that you need to sign for later.

The text message was the same phone call that had just been made.

“…………”

Bai Lu frowned and sat up.

Rider?

Needless to say, I have already guessed that this was arranged by Lu Zhaohe, and he didn't send it himself, so he directly called a rider.

At that moment, Bai Lu's heart was inexplicably blocked, and his qi couldn't be smoothed.

The mood is indescribably complicated, like some disappointment, and some grievances.

Fortunately, it was only a short while, and she was quickly mediated by herself.

Bai Lu sighed and went downstairs to sign for the express.

Everything was delivered, and the phone was tucked into her changed clothes.

When she returned to the ward, she transferred the delivery fee she had inquired about from the rider's brother to Lu Zhaohe.

It hasn't been received for a long time.

Until Xu Xiaoran came back with lunch, the phone just lit up.

He took the money and said a word that she would rest for a few days and return to normal work the following Monday.

"Bao, what are you looking at, I'll put the rice here for you first."

Xu Xiaoran pulled up the small dining table at the end of the bed that came with the hospital bed.

Bai Lu looked at her distractedly, and replied thoughtfully: Okay.