Chapter 16

"Baye." Gu Ling leaned against the head of the bed and laughed heartily, as if he had heard something funny, "It's just your small body." Finally laughing enough, Gu Ling looked at Lin Lin with great interest. Zi: "Tell me, what is the origin of Eighth Master."

Lin Zi looked at Gu Ling resentfully. If she hadn't already signed the contract, if she hadn't just happened to be the bidder, it would be Gu Ling. She thought that at this moment, she must need a knife that could kill him.

Lin Zi didn't want to pay too much attention to it, but when the attending doctor came to inquire about the condition, Lin Zi stopped talking.

"Here it is again," the attending doctor greeted Gu Ling familiarly, "It's nothing, it's just a broken bone, let's take care of it."

Gu Ling put his legs back on the bed and folded them, "It's all broken, it's okay." After speaking, he looked at Lin Zi who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine.

"Hahaha," the attending doctor nodded to show he understood, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes, "Who was it just now? He didn't even get a painkiller injection. Mr. Gu is the most patient patient I've ever seen."

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Hearing this, Lin Zi raised her head, looked at Gu Ling sharply, then at the doctor with a playful face, then lowered her head and continued to read the magazine.

As soon as the doctor stepped out of the ward, Lin Zi lightly parted her red lips, with a final voice: "It hurts? No anesthesia?"

This light and fluffy sentence seemed like an ordinary chat, Lin Zi didn't even stop turning over the magazine, nor raised her downcast eyes.

Gu Ling was a little speechless, touched his nose, and looked at Lin Zi on the sofa.

She is a petite and pretty type, with neat shoulder-length short hair, a few hairs falling near the ears with broken hair, soft side face, wearing casual clothes, sitting there like a girl next door, white and tender Flipping the magazine in his hand casually with his fingertips.

The woman in front of her is very different from the Lin Zi in her memory. Two years ago, Lin Zi gave people a soft and gentle feeling, and two years later, in the clubhouse, she felt like a playful rich girl. There was a sense of arrogance about her body, and although she was just sitting quietly in the distance, perhaps because of her occupation, she seemed to be sitting loosely on the sofa, but she was faintly vigilant and cold.

"How many faces do you have that I haven't seen yet?" Gu Ling murmured.

Lin Zi could clearly feel Gu Ling's probing gaze from Gu Lai, but she just changed the posture of holding the magazine and sat as firmly as Mount Tai.

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"Xiao Ling," Grandma Gu's voice came through from outside the ward.

Lin Zi was suddenly at a loss. She had played too crazy recently and completely forgot to deal with the situation of the Gu family. She turned her head quickly, eager to find a reasonable explanation in a short time, why she appeared in the Here, about leaving without saying goodbye.

She was thinking, at this moment, if she told Gu Ling that she was going to the toilet and stayed in the toilet until they all left, would it be too embarrassing.

Just when Lin Zi was about to smash the pot, the Gu family and his party had already entered the ward, Lin Zi could only raise the magazine, trying to get away with it.

After the Gu family was concerned, Father Gu suddenly said, "Didn't I hire a bodyguard for you last time? I don't think it will work." He snorted softly after speaking.

"The bodyguard didn't come that day." Gu Ling drank his saliva slowly, then glanced at Lin Zi as if nothing had happened, "I just went to work today."

The hand holding the magazine froze, and then raised the magazine slightly, trying to reduce the sense of presence.

"Who is that?" Gu Xia pointed to Lin Zi who was sitting on the sofa. Although she was holding a magazine, she felt familiar.

(End of this chapter)

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