Gu Zongnan once again chose to call home and ask for help. Fortunately, Gu Decie was really a good father, and the father and son had always been kind enough to get along.

Faced with his son's request to help others save his father, Gu Dedie responded quickly.

A private plane and a private medical team were sent over overnight. As long as the hospital here could get Huang Ruiyuan's father to the airport, he would be immediately taken over by a better medical team and transferred to a hospital in Jincheng.

Yan Que was stunned. She knew that Gu Zongnian's family was rich, but she didn't know they were so rich. "So when will the plane arrive?"

"It's early morning. So I have to go there soon. I won't feel at ease until I follow Ping An to Jincheng."

"Don't worry about what time the plane arrives." Song Pingqing said to Gu Zongnian, "Have you eaten? Don't get hypoglycemia like Yan Que. It's pretty scary in the afternoon."

At this moment, all the employees of the Security Department had already gone back, and Song Pingqing's words had a meaningful meaning.

"Not yet. I haven't had time for it."

Gu Zongnian answered, and when he looked at Song Pingqing, he instantly received the signal of favorability from her, and looked at Yan Que: "Why are you still hypoglycemic?"

Song Pingqing immediately left and asked the bodyguard guarding the door to arrange food for Gu Zongnan.

"Yeah, I have this problem sometimes." Before Yan Que finished speaking, he saw Gu Zongnian pull out a candy box from his pocket, the same as Song Pingqing's. "What are you doing...?"

"What a coincidence, my classmate gave it to me yesterday. I stuffed it into my coat and brought it here when I didn't go home." Gu Zongnian pushed the candy box in front of Yan Que, "I don't like candy, so it's just right for you, and it won't be a waste."

Yan Que was not the kind of person who would be sensitive or pretentious about trivial matters. When he heard Gu Zongnian say this, he reached out and took the candy box: "Thank you, I'll take it."

Gu Zongnan was very happy that she accepted it without hesitation.

What does it matter if it’s not a formal gift, what does it matter if it’s not a precious gift, what does it matter if it’s not a gift given in a serious manner?

He likes her and wants to be good to her. This candy can help her just right without causing her disgust or rejection. This is already the best outcome.

Gu Zongnan was very happy.

Song Pingqing watched this scene and felt that he could not disturb them too much, leaving space for the two of them: "I asked the bodyguard to order food for you. You guys chat, I have to go back first, Xue'er is still waiting for me."

It's already half past nine.

Gu Zongnian didn't think about why Murong Xue came here at this moment, and nodded repeatedly: "Okay."

As soon as Gu Zongnian finished speaking, he immediately thought of Yan Que's poor health. Although he was a little reluctant, he still said to Yan Que:

"You should also go and get some rest. I'll go to the airport after I eat something, and I don't need anyone to accompany me."

This action is very interesting, and it seems like I let you go because I love you. I didn't expect that Gu Zongnan is actually a pure love warrior.

Song Pingqing raised his eyebrows slightly and took a decisive step forward.

Yan Que was a little hesitant.

According to the rules of interaction with investors, it seemed inappropriate for her to leave immediately. At the very least, she should be polite and have something to eat with Gu Zongnan as a midnight snack.

But she did feel a little unwell, her cold had not yet worn off and she had a slight headache, so she was forcing herself to attend tonight's dinner.

Didn't you see that he was sitting in a wheelchair to rest? He really didn't want to walk even a step.

Gu Zongnian didn't know what she was thinking, but he had a sharp intuition and urged her again: "Go and rest quickly, it's quite late, don't you girls still need some beauty sleep?"

Yan Que suddenly felt that his previous thoughts were unnecessary. Gu Zongnan and he did not get along completely according to the standard model of partners. In that case, why should he care about those rules.

So I said, "Then I won't be polite with you. I am a little uncomfortable today and want to go to bed early."

"Then you should go back quickly. You haven't checked out of that room yet, so just go downstairs and sleep." Gu Zongnan said.

"Okay, then I'll go to rest first. You should also make sure to rest. Children can't stay up late." Yan Que said and left, leaving Gu Zongnan who was bubbling with idiocy.

Gu Zongnan: She cares about me, hehe.

When Song Pingqing returned to the room, Murong Xue was still awake. She was looking at something on the computer, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses without prescription to block blue light.

"I knew you wouldn't sleep until I came back." Song Pingqing showed an expression of "as expected" and took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. "If Gu Zongnian comes back after finishing his work, do you think you should bring him along to play?"

"Let's play together when you get back." Murong Xue's reply was a little absent-minded. She didn't even glance at him, her gaze always staying on the computer screen.

"What are you doing? It's so late." Song Pingqing noticed her classic little trick. Every time Murong Xue was unsure about how to write an essay, she would tap the table lightly with the index finger of her left hand.

Murong Xue finally tilted her head and glanced at her: "I'm replying to an important email, the French version, and I'm considering the wording. Don't worry about it. Go take a shower and go to bed early."

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Song Pingqing just walked into the bedroom and turned on the light when he saw the huge pink ball on the bed. He immediately poked his head out and asked Murong Xue, "Why do you bring a baby with you when you travel?"

And brought the biggest one.

"So what? It's good enough that I didn't bring three people with me when I went out." Murong Xue didn't think there was anything wrong with her behavior at all, and her eyes didn't move away from the computer for a moment.

"Nothing, it's fine, as long as you like it."

The bed in this suite is actually 1.5 meters long. It would be a bit crowded for two people and a baby.

The next day, Song Pingqing happily received the cold package.

It is true that the hotel added an extra quilt to the bed, but with such a big doll on the bed, the extra quilt fell to the ground as expected.

Then Murong Xue started to fight with Song Pingqing for the quilt.

Song Pingqing: Before she started to snatch the quilt from me, I really didn't know that her small body could have such great strength. Murong Xue was really strong when she snatched the quilt from me.

Seeing Song Pingqing sneeze three times in a row, Murong Xue felt quite guilty: "Why don't we go to the hospital?"

"No, it's not serious." Song Pingqing sent a message to Wu Lide, "Just take some cold medicine."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed twice in succession.

Murong Xue was speechless for two seconds. When she spoke again, her tone was unyielding: "I'm not discussing this with you. I'm informing you. Go to the hospital now, immediately."

She finally discovered that Song Pingqing would always choose the simplest way to treat his body.

how to say.

Murong Xue: You can’t be gentle at all. Just take her to the hospital.

The domineering boss was also forced out.

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