To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Qingsang noticed Shi Mengwan's gaze, and also saw Chen Feifei who had been looking at Zhan Haoze nervously.

Turning her eyes, she took a step forward and stood in front of Zhan Haoze, and coincidentally blocked most of Shi Mengwan's sight.

Mr. Zhan, thank you so much today.

Mrs. Huo is polite. Huo and I are finally friends. Zhan Haoze looked indifferent, but Su Qingsang had a different meaning.

Be a friend? That can't be counted as friends?

No matter what, I still want to thank you, and I will tell Huo Jinyao.

Zhan Haoze nodded, knowing that Su Qingsang accepted his favor. He was satisfied: Okay. Since it's all right, I'll go first.

Mr. Zhan, go slowly.

Su Qingsang sent Zhan Haoze away, turned around and found that Shi Mengwan was still looking in that direction.

A few nurses and doctors came up to care about Su Qingsang's injury. Su Qingsang waved his hand to indicate that they were fine.

After everyone dispersed, she stood in front of Shi Mengwan and waved.

Mengwan?

Qingsang. Shi Mengwan finally looked away after Zhan Haoze left.

When she met Su Qingsang's eyes that seemed to know everything, she turned her eyes away uncomfortably, and then quickly picked up the bag she dropped just now.

Didn't you go to the game? Are you back?

En. Guess what the result of my competition was? Shi Mengwan had obvious complacency in her eyes when she spoke.

Su Qingsang pursed her lips: Result? Guess, bottom?

I hate it. Shi Mengwan pushed her.

Take it easy, I'm a wounded patient right now. Su Qingsang clutched her abdomen with a pained look on her face.

Are you okay? I'll help you go back to the office and rest.

Okay. Thank you, Designer Shida.

En. You're going to call me that in the future, but this time I won two awards.

Really? Of course it is true. The award for the best creative work, plus the second place in the finals.

Yes. You must know that this competition is nationwide and has a great influence.

Shi Mengwan is still very young, although she didn't take the first place, she is still very good at taking the second place.

Can you? To celebrate, I bought you a gift.

Thank you. Su Qingsang returned to the office with Shi Mengwan.

Zuo Hongchen, who had just finished the operation, heard that Su Qingsang had been beaten, so he hurried over.

Seeing Shi Mengwan was there, he couldn't say a lot, and in the end he only left the wound medicine for external use.

You can. Shi Mengwan looked at Zuo Hongchen and left with a disappointed face: This is already a married woman, and the market is still so good?

While talking, Shi Mengwan did not forget to close the door, and signaled Su Qingsang to remove her clothes so that she could apply the medicine for her.

Go, married women. Those are beautiful married women, too.

Su Qingsang half-lyed on the examination bed with a narrow expression on his face.

It's just that when Shi Mengwan's hand touched her stomach, she couldn't help but let out an ah.

Well, beautiful married women are all green. Tsk tsk, I can't tell. This doctor is still a high-risk occupation.

You just know? Su Qingsang felt a little helpless when she saw her rubbing the medicine on her.

Tell me about that Liu Xiangyu. Shi Mengwan was so angry that she was going to explode.

This kind of scumbag, why do you care about him? You should call the police and arrest him.

Don't worry. Go in for at least fifteen days this time.

Shi Mengwan didn't speak any more, she helped Su Qingsang rub the medicine, and she spoke casually.

That, that one just now, do you know it?

Second watch. . .