Dyed

The takeaway was sent to the ward. Fu Ran walked over and picked out something she liked. It would not be good for her to consume it like this. Ming Chengyou didn't move, and sat on the sofa watching her eat.

Fu Ran didn't eat much, and pushed open the packing box after barely filling her stomach.

She sat back on the bed, hugged her knees and looked out the window. The two of them were locked in the same room as if they were strangers. After a while, Fu Ran said, "I want to eat raw fried food."

"What?" Ming Chengyou thought he had heard wrong.

Fu Ran repeated one sentence.

"Okay," Ming Chengyou smiled, "I'll send someone to buy it."

"Others can't find that road right away. We went to eat before." Fu Ran knew what he was worried about. "When I went out, I locked the door behind me, and I couldn't escape."

Ming Chengyou started to clean up the coffee table, "Okay, I'll go buy it."

He didn't lock the door, but called the two previous nurses to come in and watch. Apparently, Ming Chengyou had said something to them, and they stood motionless beside Fu Ran's bed, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

After Fu Ran was sure that Ming Chengyou was gone, she turned on the TV and took the initiative to talk to someone, "Can you watch TV at work?"

"No."

She tuned the channel randomly, and one of the nurses said, "The Voice of China, I like Adele in it."

"But the last issue was eliminated."

Fu Ran put the remote control aside, she didn't pay attention to the TV, "Sit on the sofa for a while, there are fruits there, if you want to eat, take it yourself."

The two immediately became alert, Fu Ran laughed and said, "Can I get away from your eyes when I'm pregnant?"

The nurse thought the same, so she walked over and sat down on the sofa.

Taking advantage of the commercial break, one of the nurses said, "Why did Young Master San let us watch you?"

Fu Ran was a little surprised. After all, she and Ming Chengyou had such a mess. She thought that there were not many people who didn't know about it.

"How long have you been working in the hospital?"

"The two of us were transferred here, and the doctor just now was our teacher."

It turned out to be the case.

Fu Ran saw that the two girls were still young, so she lied casually, "I had nothing to do with him, and I also have my own boyfriend, but in Ying'an City, as long as Ming Sanshao falls in love with someone else, he can't escape." Lose."

"Wow, take it by force." The little nurse showed envy in her eyes.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Fu Ran took out the mobile phone she had brought back from Ming Chengyou, and one of them said, "You can't make calls."

Fu Ran handed over the mobile phone, "It's out of battery, and I can't even turn it on."

"Hey, your mobile phone is the same as mine." said the nurse who said about the robbery earlier.

"Really?" Fu Ran's nervous heart missed a beat, she forced herself to be calm, "There is a good game in it, do you want to play it?"

"I play a lot, sometimes the night shift is really boring."

Fu Ran turned up the TV volume, "I also like to play games, but I forgot to charge my phone. Now I'm in prison here, and I can't even play games."

The little nurse said bluntly, "I'll borrow it from you, but you can't make calls."

The companion next to her gave her a hand, "No way?"

"What are you afraid of, aren't we watching?"

Fu Ran took the mobile phone from the nurse and thanked her repeatedly. She leaned against the bedside and opened the game bar. At first the nurse would come over to look around. Seeing that she was indeed playing games several times, she settled down and went to watch TV.

Since it was the same mobile phone, Fu Ran played with ease. After exiting the game, she quickly entered the text message and sent a short message to Fan Xian's mobile phone.

There are only a few words, which are the name of the hospital and the ward number, and the word "Don't Hui".

She deleted it from the sent message, and went back to continue the game.

The store that Fu Ran mentioned was far from the hospital, and she began to wait anxiously, absent-minded.

The sound of footsteps came from the door, and Fu Ran's heart hung in his throat. The figure who pushed the door and entered entered the room in a flash. Fu Ran looked around, but saw Ming Chengyou who came back early.

"There is no traffic jam on the road, eat it quickly, it's still hot."

Fu Ran couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, and the two nurses got up from the sofa one after another.

Ming Chengyou walked over and put the bag in his hand on the bedside table. He untied it slowly, and the smell of raw frying wafted around.

"You go out."

Fu Ran looked at her toes, and Ming Chengyou broke off the disposable chopsticks for her. When Fu Ran saw him handing over the chopsticks, she reached out and patted them off.

Ming Chengyou was about to speak when the cell phone in his pocket rang unexpectedly.

Fu Ran was startled, vaguely having a bad premonition.

The man connected it casually and put it to his ear. While listening, he stared at Fu Ran, "Okay, I see."

He cut off the phone, and the phone was spinning back and forth in the palm of his hand. There was no expression of emotion on his cold and handsome face, and Fu Ran felt uncomfortable being stared at by him.

When he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the man's hand suddenly sweeping towards the bedside table from the corner of his eye.

The steaming frying boxes were overturned and fell to Ming Chengyou's feet one by one.

Fu Ran was surprised and had no time to react. Ming Chengyou grabbed her shoulder with one hand and dragged him to him, picked her up by the waist and strode out.

Fu Ran's eyes widened unexpectedly, "Where are you taking me?"

Ming Chengyou opened the door of the ward that was not closed tightly with his foot, and the doctor just came out from the next door to check the ward, "Third Young Master, where are you going?"

"Discharged from the hospital," Ming Chengyou said, "Someone will come over later, and the ward will be cleaned up. You know how to say it."

Fu Ran realized that Ming Chengyou had noticed something, "Put me down, I don't want to go back with you."

Ming Chengyou strode out of the hospital. The car was waiting at the side door. He stuffed Fu Ran in and then squeezed into the back seat, "Drive."

Fu Ran threw herself to the other side, slapping the car window vigorously with both hands. Occasionally, people who passed by just looked curiously when they heard the movement, and no one stopped.

Fu Ran turned around suddenly, hysterical, "You sent someone to follow them?"

"I told you not to play tricks," Ming Chengyou leaned back in the chair, his side face was also drawn into the night, "It's only today that I let people start staring at your house, Fu Ran, I'll talk to you, don't you?" listen."

Fu Ran looked at Ming Chengyou fiercely. At this moment, she could no longer use grief or any words to describe her mood. Ming Chengyou turned his face out of the window. Gradually pushing into the abyss.

The man's brows were furrowed with indescribable sadness. Anyway, he and Fu Ran were no longer possible.

What does it matter if she hates him more or less?