Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Yuan Zhizheng smiled, and said soothingly: "It's okay, it's okay, after a high fever, most of them are like this, just drink more water."

Lian Cheng was silent and nodded.

"Did you not eat last night?" Yuan Zhizheng stirred the rice porridge a few times to let the rice porridge fully dissipate heat, and said in a chatty manner, "During your injection yesterday, you had stomach problems because there was nothing in your stomach. .”

Lian Cheng was not surprised that there would be such a chain reaction. Her stomach was already delicate, so fragile that even the old doctor of the Yan family could not prescribe traditional Chinese medicine, so she said indifferently: "I haven't eaten for a day."

"One day?" Yuan Zhizheng frowned, looked at the girl with a normal face, and instantly understood that this may have been a habit, he disagreed, "How can you ruin your body like this? So hard to think about it? It's all [-] degrees." You just came to the hospital, you just fend for yourself in a corner."

Lian Cheng was startled, raised his eyes, and saw the man stirring the rice porridge, his profile was full of education that disapproved of her approach, and smiled: "If it is possible, I would like to..."

Although the voice was low, Yuan Zhizheng, who was very close to him, heard it clearly. He was taken aback, and then glanced at the little girl. .

The little girl has a pretty face and a good education. Although her family background is the adopted daughter of the Lian family, everyone said that the head of the Lian family valued her very much. She was ruthless, had her own world, and was blessed with unique conditions. How could she treat her so coldly?

After all, Yuan Zhizheng is not someone who likes to participate too much in other people's affairs, so he smiled and didn't pick up this topic again.

Handing over the stirred rice porridge, Yuan Zhizheng said: "It's getting late, you should have something to eat, and a nurse should come to give you an injection in a while, there is nothing in your stomach, the uncomfortable thing is still yourself."

"Well," Lian Cheng took the rice porridge and nodded in thanks, "Thank you for this bowl of rice porridge and for taking care of me this night."

Yuan Zhizheng looked at the seriousness on the little girl's face, and curled the corners of her lips. This is a little hedgehog who is shy of strangers, a little snail who will show up when given some warmth without impurities.

Shaking his head, Yuan Zhizheng half-joked: "Do good every day."

"Emmmm," Lian Cheng obviously understood that the man doesn't need her gentle thank you, and then he half-jokingly said, "May the Taoist priest sit down and become a Buddha as soon as possible."

Sit into a Buddha?

Yuan Zhizheng was helpless, this girl was as unique as ever: "This is how you treat your savior? Curse him to go west as soon as possible?!"

Lian Cheng twitched the corner of his mouth, and a perfect fake smile appeared: "This is my sincere wish."

Yuan Zhizheng ignored the girl's crazy words, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and frowned.

Lian Cheng has always been a very winky girl, she drank the porridge in the bowl spoon by spoon, and after a long time, she said, "Thank you, sir, if you have something to do, you can go to work first, and I'll be there after I get the injection." You can leave the hospital."

Yuan Zhizheng was helpless, but the matter in the morning really couldn't be pushed through. After thinking about it, he still didn't say to help her contact Lian's family. He just took out a pen and wrote down a series of numbers on a piece of paper. Open the mouth: "This is my phone number. If you have anything, you can contact me. If I can help you, I will naturally help you."

Subconsciously, Yuan Zhizheng didn't want to give Lian Cheng his business card. Since she didn't know his identity, he didn't have to be the young boss of the Yuan family.

Yuan Zhizheng looked at the numbers on the piece of paper, and couldn't help but smile. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he just wrote down a private mobile phone number that was hard to find for outsiders.

Lian Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at the man, after all, he still didn't say anything, took the piece of paper, and said in a low voice: "That's troublesome."

Yuan Zhizheng nodded, left, and quietly helped Liancheng close the door.

After finishing the rice porridge, Lian Cheng lay on the bed, waiting for the doctor to give him an injection. Looking at the bruise on the back of his hand, he knew that he must have had more than one injection last night.

At nine o'clock, the nurse arrived as scheduled, but she looked a little weird. Lian Cheng frowned slightly, and when the nurse was about to get the needle up and looked up at her, she opened her mouth with a bit of awe-inspiring reminder: "Nurse, I don't want to get a second shot."

The nurse this time was a young one. She was a little nervous when she was reminded. She bit the corner of her lip, straightened her mind, and went in with one injection.

Lian Cheng bit his lip violently, and when he realized a success, he breathed a sigh of relief and hooked his lips with a smile: "The technique is not bad. By the way, I didn't wash up last night and this morning. What's the matter?" Isn't it right?"

The little nurse shook her head. The girl in front of her was really pretty. Although she was a little embarrassed, she also had her own temperament. The pale face after the fever had added a bit of weakness. She was a pretty girl.

"Then your expression..." Lian Cheng tilted his head and tried hard to find a suitable way to describe it. After searching to no avail, he said, "It's just very strange."

The little nurse hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't bear to be surrounded by the pretty girl in front of her when she was discharged from the hospital, so she asked carefully, "Miss, do you still have a mask?"

Lian Cheng felt that he couldn't keep up with the thinking of children nowadays. How could this involve masks?
Shaking his head, Lian Cheng kindly said, "Do you need it? I remember there is a supermarket in front of your hospital. Go and buy a pack. It's not expensive."

The little nurse was a little helpless: "Miss, I don't use it, but you. If you don't have one, I'll lend you one."

"Why do I have to use a mask?" Lian Cheng was a little puzzled, and then thought of the possibility, a little sad, "I was disfigured last night?"

The little nurse glanced at the pretty girl and sighed: "Miss, you can check the trending searches on WeChat or Weibo."

As he said that, he turned his head, except for the ward.

Lian Cheng was stunned, feeling something was wrong, frowned, found his mobile phone on the table, and decisively opened the hot search on Weibo, the top one was a celebrity's big wedding.

Lian Cheng didn't think this had anything to do with him, so he continued to read, the third article——

Girls who spread wealth: The hospital was shocked to find a high price of 6000 yuan

Lian Cheng couldn't help but twitch his brows, why did he feel that this topic was inextricably related to him?
Lian Cheng plucked up the courage to click on Hot Search, which was a video uploaded by a netizen.

Lian Cheng is very familiar with the girl's outfit in the video, she hasn't taken it off yet, how could she not know?

This netizen also seems to be aware of the need to avoid the exposure of the person concerned, and for fear of causing trouble, he took a particularly tricky angle. Neither she nor the middle-aged woman can see her face clearly, but her voice and her actions are all the same in the video. Clearly.

Her 6000 yuan, the few words she said, her [-] yuan hush money, and last night, she treated the man who had just left for less than half an hour.