After the beautiful female partner is reborn, the male protagonist is cremated together

Ling Quanquan followed Jiang Yao to a hot pot restaurant. In the private room, Jiang Sheng and Yuan Chuan sat across from each other.

Yuan Chuan lowered his head and kept looking at the menu. Jiang Sheng looked at the door with a cold face and crossed his chest.

When Ling Huanquan and Jiang Yao met, Jiang Sheng quickly raised the corner of his mouth, stood up and diligently pulled out the chair next to him.

After Ling Huanquan sat down, Jiang Sheng helped her scald the bowl, pour water, or rub her shoulders from time to time.

Yuan Chuan was a little stunned.

He didn't expect that a man like Jiang Sheng, who looked so vicious, could have such an ordinary side.

Ling Quanquan didn't expect Jiang Sheng to be here, so he glanced sideways at Jiang Yao.

Seeing her immersed in scrolling through the menu, Ling Huanquan looked at Jiang Sheng sheepishly, "Didn't you go back to the company?"

Jiang Sheng said coolly: "There is no time to go back to the company. As soon as I get back, someone rushes out to block the knife."

Ling Quanquan was speechless. How could Jiang Sheng know so quickly?

After a while, he said with a guilty conscience: "I didn't expect it either."

Jiang Yao came over and interjected: "I didn't expect that Tong Zhuo suddenly rushed over and grabbed the blade with his bare hands. He is worthy of being a member of the basketball team. His reaction is very fast, and he lost a lot of blood..."

Jiang Sheng suddenly coughed violently.

The two stopped talking, and Ling Quanquan quickly leaned over and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Sheng held his head in vain, "It's too air-conditioned on the plane, I'm a little dizzy now."

"Did you have a cold?"

Ling Huanquan stretched out a hand to Jiang Sheng's head, touched the temperature, and said to himself: "It seems a little hot."

Jiang Yao looked at this big man of nearly 1.9 meters like a ghost, acting like a primary school student in front of Ling Quanquan.

This scene was so shocking.

She still remembers that when her brother was 19 years old, he was hit in the leg by a stone falling from a construction site. The steel bars protruding from the stone scratched nearly ten centimeters of blood on his leg.

While they were being sutured in the hospital, Jiang Yao, who was by her side, cried so hard that she couldn't breathe, but Jiang Sheng remained calm and didn't even blink.

As if that leg was a prosthetic.

The strong man of steel before was now so weak.

But Ling Quanquan was very fond of this trick, and the thin white lotus joints usually put their arms on Jiang Sheng's broad shoulders, "A cold can be big or small. You have been spinning for the past few days and your resistance has weakened, so the cold will be serious. "

Jiang Sheng leaned on her shoulder, opened his eyelids slightly, and glanced at Jiang Yao with a threatening look.

Jiang Yao immediately shut up, turned her head and stared at the menu with Yuan Chuan.

Jiang Sheng coughed a few more times, "You take me home, I'll just take a rest."

Ling Quanquan said with a straight face, "How can that be done? If you are so seriously ill, you have to go to the hospital."

Jiang Sheng's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes were rolling around under his closed eyelids.

Before he could think of anything to say to make Ling Quanquan change his mind, Ling Quanquan had already called Yuanchuan to lift him up and take him to a nearby hospital.

Jiang Sheng sat on a stool outside the emergency room with a grimace, watching helplessly as Ling Circle's busy figure shuttled between the registration window and the medicine retrieval window.

Only then did Jiang Yao remember, "Brother, why didn't you go find Dean Gao and are you still queuing up here?"

Jiang Sheng leaned on the back of his chair and lazily bent his legs. He didn't answer her words and said calmly: "You can go back."

"How does this work?"

Jiang Yao shook her head like a rattle, "You are my brother, you are sick, I want to take care of you!"

Jiang Sheng looked up at her and suddenly mentioned another thing: "When did I allow you to be together?"

"I..." Jiang Yao paused and shut up knowingly, "I'll go back to school first."

In the hospital lobby, Ling Huanhuan was running around in confusion with a list. Jiang Sheng's weak look with drooped eyelids made her pace unconsciously speed up.

It turns out that she had been thinking about Jiang Sheng so much since she didn't know when.

"Lingquanquan!"

An irritable male voice stopped her, "How dare you come to the hospital! Brother Zhuo suffered such serious injuries because of you, and you actually let him come to the hospital alone and show up so late!"

Before Ling Huanquan could react, someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the door of a ward.

Tong Zhuo, who was being pinned down on the hospital bed, had a dark face, "I have said many times that this is just a minor injury and there is no need to be hospitalized at all!"

Feng Qingyun, in a white coat, packed up the bandage and said calmly: "It is indeed a minor injury. It will slowly recover in three months. During these three months, you cannot use any force."

"How about that!"

The boy who was pulling Linghuan shouted: "Brother Zhuo is going to play basketball next week, how can he not use his strength?"

At this voice, everyone in the ward looked over. Seeing Ling Huanhuan at the door of the ward, Tong Zhuo's eyes lit up and he stood up suddenly.

He was at a loss and said: "You, are you coming to see me? I'm fine. No!"

He quickly opened up the blue and white striped quilt on the hospital bed, without taking off his shoes, and lay down on it with his long legs slumped.

"No, something's wrong with me, I'm in so much pain..."

The tall boy was huddled on the small square bed, and his handsome features looked pitiful.

Ling Quanquan paused, nodded slightly, and admitted that she came to see Tong Zhuo.

The corner of Tong Zhuo's mouth unconsciously curved in a slightly silly arc, "Really? Thank you. Sit down. There is fruit here. Do you want to eat it? I'll peel it for you!"

He quickly grabbed an apple on the bed and subconsciously reached for a fruit knife with his other hand.

The next moment, the fruit knife slipped from his palm. Tong Zhuo touched the wound and cried out in pain.

Everyone in the ward huffed and surrounded him, except for Ling Huanhuan, who stood alone, indifferent.

Tong Zhuo, who had been glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

If there was a regret medicine in the world, Tong Zhuo would definitely take it without hesitation, preventing himself from meeting for the first time and being violent towards Ling Quanquan.

But after all, there is no regret medicine in the world. He had indeed hurt Ling Quanquan so deeply, and step by step he became someone she hated so much.

No, maybe even earlier, before they met in this life, Ling Quanquan was disgusted with him.

Qiao Qi, who was near the door, saw Ling Quanquan standing still, and suddenly became angry and rushed to Ling Quanquan, "Didn't you come to see Brother Zhuo? You are so indifferent, don't you have any heart!"

Ling Huanquan quickly took a step back and said calmly: "I've seen it, it's time to go now."

"stop!"

Qiao Qi suddenly reached out to grab Ling Huanquan's shoulder. Just a second before he touched it, Tong Zhuo suddenly stepped over on the bed and punched him in the face.

He firmly protected Ling Quanquan behind him, his face extremely dark, "I said last time that anyone who dares to touch Ling Quanquan is going against me. Do you turn a deaf ear to my words?"

Qiao Qi covered her face with a gloomy expression, "Brother Zhuo, I'm doing this for your own good. How can this woman be worth what you pay for!"

"Who is going to pay for my girlfriend?"

Jiang Sheng's gloomy voice intervened, and he saw Tong Zhuo standing in front of Ling Huanquan, taking a step forward with his long legs, and inserting himself forcefully between the two of them.