The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Beijing People's Hospital.

Zhou Yubai, who was brought by ambulance, had a secondary wound infection and was recommended to be hospitalized.

He asked people to go through the procedures, while he lay on the hospital bed and let the nurses clean and bandage his wounds.

The man had a handsome face, and his lips were slightly white due to excessive blood loss.

The handsome brows were knitted together.

The nurse kept her face red throughout the process and completed the bandaging and disinfection with good professionalism.

She put away the utensils and asked the man to hold out his hand.

"Sir, I'm going to give you an injection now."

Zhou Yubai reached out his hand in cooperation and made a fist.

The nurse first patted the back of his hand to find the blood vessel, and then inserted the needle into it.

The slight pain made him not even change his eyes.

He was answering the phone with one hand.

"...Yu Bai, have you mentioned the remarriage to Meng Xingluan?"

Mother Zhou is now very impatient.

The elder of the family was a Buddhist, and the younger one went to the capital. Zhou Pianran's mother had no idea how much she was worried about!

She was exhausted now, and five hours of sleep a day was considered too much.

Zhou Yubai lowered his eyes.

"not yet."

When Meng Xingluan proposed divorce, he only thought she was losing her temper.

Because of Meng Tingyao's reasons, he left happily.

But now I want him to propose remarriage...

His dignity prevented him from speaking.

"Yu Bai! Your sister is still in jail! Today I went to see Ran Ran. She lost a lot of weight and cried saying that she did something stupid because of a temporary obsession."

Speaking of this, Mother Zhou couldn't help but her eyes turned red.

His usually serious face looked haggard.

There are even a few white hairs on the temples.

Zhou Yubai did not intend to tell Zhou's mother about his injury.

It's useless to say.

On the contrary, it can only make the other party more worried and troubled.

"...Mom, I have something to do here now. I'll handle it and send it to you."

After saying that, he hung up the phone decisively.

He rubbed his brows with a headache.

At this time, a message came from the mobile phone "ding dong".

It’s a WeChat friend request.

The words "Thank you for the banquet" are written in the remarks column.

Zhou Yubai only hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing.

He wants to see what kind of medicine is sold in the other party's gourd!

He remembered today's shame!

The man's face instantly became gloomy, and the nurse who had just hung up the water on him lost interest in talking to him.

She is timid and scared.

So I just gave one warning.

"Sir, just rest well and don't do any major exercise. When the water is finished, you can press the call button next to us to notify us to come over."

Zhou Yubai hummed casually.

The nurse turned and left, and on her way out, she met Meng Tingyao who was driving her own wheelchair.

She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that the other party glared at her fiercely.

But when he turned around, the woman had already entered the ward.

The closed door shuts out the outside world.

"Yu Bai..."

Meng Tingyao called softly.

But the man's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he lowered his head and stared at the screen of his phone.

He didn't hear Meng Tingyao's voice.

All his attention was focused on the photo sent to him as a thank you for the banquet.

There are two hands in the photo.

One belongs to men and one belongs to women.

There is a red mole on the side of the back of the smaller hand.

This is Meng Xingluan.

Zhou Yubai once asked her why she had a red mole on her hand.

Suddenly, anger welled up in his head. The hand holding the infusion clenched into a fist, and the small transparent tube gradually turned red.

Meng Tingyao was anxious.

She quickly moved her wheelchair to Zhou Yubai's bedside, stretched out her hand and grabbed the man's arm.

"Yu Bai!"

The woman's suddenly raised voice successfully made Zhou Yubai look up.

The phone screen was on, and Meng Tingyao happened to be able to see the picture.

Then there was news of the thank-you banquet.

[Thank you speech: [Smile]]

Thank you speech?

The Mr. Xie the waiter mentioned that night?

Meng Tingyao had never seen the thank-you speech.

All kinds of speculations suddenly emerged.

Why did he send a photo of holding hands to Zhou Yubai? If they were friends, Zhou Yubai would probably introduce her to her!

Meng Tingyao felt very frightened and lost her sense of security.

Zhou Yubai turned off the screen.

He raised his eyes coldly, suppressing his anger.

"What are you doing here?"

Meng Tingyao: "...I'm worried about you."

She became increasingly unpredictable about Zhou Yubai's thoughts.

It was clear that it was sunny one moment, but suddenly became irritable and uncertain the next second.

Zhou Yubai pursed his thin lips tightly.

Before she could speak, Meng Tingyao had already leaned forward and pressed the call button.

The woman's soft black hair tickled Zhou Yubai's arm.

Zhou Yubai's eyes fell on the side of her face.

His eyes are dark.

Meng Tingyao's soft voice came to her ears.

"Yu Bai, no matter why you are angry, don't make fun of your body."

……

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time flies.

Three days later in the blink of an eye.

Meng Xingluan had a fever for a day and a night, and the fever went away the next day.

After a day of repairs, he was resurrected with full health.

Song Nanzhu came to her room carrying hot white porridge.

Meng Xingluan was sitting at the table making talisman paper.

"Senior sister, thank you Yanci for cooking the porridge. You can drink some."

The white porridge in the white porcelain bowl is hot and steaming. From the outside, it looks very thick, and you can still smell a faint fragrance of rice.

Meng Xingluan didn't even raise his head.

"He hasn't left yet?"

"The thank you banquet said that someone will come to pick him up tomorrow and he will stay one night."

Meng Xingluan looked up after finishing the last stroke.

"Accommodation fees will be settled as usual."

Song Nanzhu chuckled and said, "Sister, don't worry, Xie Yanci paid ten times the normal accommodation fee!"

New furniture can be added to the view!

Meng Xingluan was not surprised.

She handed the drawn talisman to Song Nanzhu.

"You take it to give a thank you speech, I will start a live broadcast later."

Meng Xingluan has not been on the air for a while.

Just in time to collect some merit points tonight.

Thinking of this, the woman gently flicked the head of the little orange cat lying next to her.

"We each get half the merit points tonight."

She was recovering from a serious illness and needed merit points to regain her strength faster.

The little orange cat meowed twice.

After half an hour.

Meng Xingluan opened the live broadcast room on time.