Mrs. Lu picked it up

Song Li pushed the person away, she frowned tightly, and said: "Mr. has identified the wrong person. I don't recognize anyone. A Li, please let me go."

When she turned to leave, a few bodyguards in suits and leather shoes blocked in front of her.

"..."

Song Li raised her head, and there were not many familiar faces.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Jingchuan waved his hand. He had already seen the hospitalization slip in Song Li's hand, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

When she left, she jumped into the moat. He had thought that she would never return to Lincheng in her life.

Come back this time, is there something unspeakable?

The bodyguard took two steps back to reduce the pressure on Song Li, and the man suddenly stepped forward and took away the admission slip that Song Li was holding.

As soon as she let go of her palm, she subconsciously grabbed it, "What are you going to do?"

"Give me back the hospital bill!"

With a movement of Lu Jingchuan's fingers, he held Song Li's wrist. This action directly shortened the distance between the two of them. If they were too close, Song Li could directly feel the pressure and danger of the man.

"Who is Konoha?"

Song Li gave up struggling, she stared at Lu Jingchuan, and suddenly sneered: "Sir, can you return the hospital receipt to me?"

Hearing this, Lu Jingchuan handed her the hospitalization slip.

Song Li quickly took it and stuffed it in her pocket: "Let go."

Lu Jingchuan was kind, and loosened Song Li's hand. Song Li was stunned for a second, and she strode towards the ward where Xiaoye was.

Her mind was a little messy, and Song Li felt ashamed for thinking that Lu Jingchuan would be entangled.

Who is Lu Jingchuan, half the sky in Lincheng, a dead ex-wife, how could he miss it?
Especially, beside him is a nearly perfect Ome.

Most men like novelty, who would be worried about a bad wife?

Song Li was worried about Xiaoye's situation, so she ran to the gate of the emergency room and saw Xiaoye thrown outside.

She was sitting on the bed with tears in her eyes, and there was no one around, Song Li ran to hug her shoulder: "Xiaoye, where is the doctor, why are you here by yourself?"

"Teacher Ni."

Xiaoye hugged her waist and cried aggrievedly, "Ms. Ni, let's go, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, it looks so expensive here..."

An uncle in the village who went to work in the city said that seeing a doctor in the hospital is very expensive.

"Don't say stupid things." Song Li rubbed her head, she comforted Xiao Ye, straightened her waist and looked around to look for a doctor, when she saw a man standing by the corridor out of the corner of her eye.

He put his arms around his shoulders and looked at her intently.

Song Li's heart skipped a beat, and she picked up Xiaoye from the movable bed.

She walked directly to the doctor's office, and halfway through, there was a sudden light in her arms, and Lu Jingchuan grabbed her.

Xiaoye's face changed drastically in fright, Song Li frowned: "You..."

Lu Jingchuan said in a low voice: "The child is not feeling well, are you sure you want to quarrel with me at this time?"

"I'll take you to the doctor."

What Song Li wanted to say was successfully caught in Lu Jingchuan's throat, the man walked ahead, Xiaoye lay on her shoulder, and looked at her with tears in her eyes: "Mr. Ni, are you going to sell me?"

Before Song Li had time to speak, Lu Jingchuan had already rubbed Xiaoye's head, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry kid, I don't like thin children!"

He held Xiaoye with one arm, his side face was softened by the lights of the hospital, if it wasn't for him being rich and precious, and Xiaoye's skin was tanned, Song Li would have sighed that Lu Jingchuan was a good father.

Lu Jingchuan walked very fast, with Xiaoye in his hands, Song Li could only chase after the man.

While chasing after, Song Li finally found out that something was wrong, she changed Xiaoye into new clothes, and at some point, the little guy changed back to her own torn and dirty clothes.

Lu Jingchuan is...a clean freak.

Not only did he hug Xiaoye, he didn't dislike Xiaoye's smell, he even squinted his eyes and smiled and joked with Xiaoye.

Song Li couldn't figure it out.

If you take her as Song Li, Song Li stabbed Lu Jingchuan two years ago.

If she didn't think of her as Song Li, she wouldn't think that Lu Jingchuan had such a good heart.

How did he act as if nothing had happened, as if those past events never happened?

When the doctor's office arrived, Lu Jingchuan pushed him away, and Song Li saw a familiar person again.

Su morning fog.

He had a girlfriend, and it was inappropriate for them to go. When he opened the door, Su Chenwu's girlfriend was feeding him.

The intimate Song Li subconsciously wanted to cover Xiaoye's eyes. When she saw someone coming in, the woman pushed Su Chenwu away, squinted her eyes and glared at Lu Jingchuan: "Achuan, where is the child?"

Su Chenwu took his time, straightened his white coat, and straightened up: "Why are you here..."

Su Chenwu shifted his gaze to Song Li, "Song Li?"

Song Li took a step forward, took the child from Lu Jingchuan's arms, stared at Su Chenwu's ambiguous badge for a few times, and said, "Doctor Su, my name is Ni Yuan. The nurse in the emergency department asked me to go through the hospitalization procedures for Xiao Ye, and when I came back, the child was alone in the corridor, I wonder if he had eaten something bad, and the child has a stomachache, this is the hospital admission ticket, can you please help her to see it?"

Su Chenwu was stunned for a moment, and just about to make a move, his girlfriend pushed him away with a look of disgust: "Go eat."

She stood in front of Song Li, "I'm Qin Man, director of the gastroenterology department, and I'll come and see."

Song Li immediately made room for Qin Man.

Qin Man pressed Xiaoye's stomach a few times, and then asked what he had for dinner tonight.

"This is acute gastritis, just hang water, do you have your ID card?"

Before Xiaoye got her ID card, Song Li passed her own, and then used Su Chenwu's computer to open an order and handed it over: "Go to the pharmacy in the hall to get the medicine, and then go to the gastroenterology ward to find someone..."

"SVIP ward."

Song Li was startled. Part of the 100 million that Ji Yexing gave her was used by her to support the children in Sioux City. Although there was still money left, it was definitely not enough to live in the SVIP ward.

Qin Man seemed to see Song Li's panic, and shook off the order: "A Chuan, this is an order for a general ward, and it is not appropriate to go to an SVIP ward."

"Also, for acute gastritis, the medicine I prescribed will definitely cure the disease today, and there is no need to be hospitalized at all."

Lu Jingchuan's eyelashes were half drawn, "You want me to say it a second time?"

In the past two years, nothing else has changed about this kid, except that every word he utters can give people tremendous oppression.

Qin Man compromised: "Okay, go to the SVIP ward later."

"We don't live in the SVIP ward, Dr. Qin, to be honest, I'm a teaching support teacher, and I don't have much savings, so I can't afford the high SVIP hospitalization fee..."

Qin Man was in a dilemma.

It was Lu Jingchuan, a brat, who asked for someone to live in the SVIP ward, and Qin Man said, of course, Lu Jingchuan paid for it.

"Supporting teacher is an admirable position, and can reduce all hospital expenses. Do you have a teacher certificate?" Su Chenwu suddenly asked.

Song Li clutched the corner of her clothes, why didn't she know that Lincheng Central Hospital still had such a policy?
Before she could ask, Su Chenwu said again: "Go get the medicine first, hang the water for the little girl, and we'll talk about the fee reduction later."