Chapter 97

Ye Qingxin goes through the formalities and returns to the ward.

Zhou Qiaoqiao was placed properly, the quilt was tucked in well, the room was air-conditioned, the temperature was appropriate.

Ye Qingxin's sight in the ward is not luxury, but it is absolutely high-end, clean and tidy, spacious and bright, with all kinds of facilities. The air is filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

However, once jingboyuan made a phone call, her treatment in the hospital turned upside down.

Ye Qingxin once again deeply realized that power is really a good thing.

How lucky she was to be sheltered by jingboyuan.

Standing in front of the hospital bed, ye Qingxin walks into the bathroom, takes a clean basin and towel, receives some hot water, and takes it out to wipe Zhou Qiaoqiao's face.

There were still blood stains on the corners of her mouth.

When ye Qingxin just got out of the bathroom, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside. A group of old or young men in suits and ties came in, followed by the doctor who had arranged the ward for Zhou Qiaoqiao before, but Jing Boyuan was the leader.

He was tall, long legged, deep and elegant. He wore a navy suit, a white shirt, a dark red tie, and his trousers were neat and meticulous. He walked calmly and casually.

Under the background of a group of hospital leaders with big bellies and few hair on their heads, he is more dignified and charming.

Ye Qingxin is stunned. She looks straight at jingboyuan. She feels strange. It seems that something is wrong. But she doesn't have time to think about it. A white haired middle-aged man walking behind jingboyuan, who is supposed to be the Dean, looks at Ye Qingxin with a smile and a tone of apology and flattery: "I'm really sorry, The doctor at the bottom was clumsy and had no idea of Taishan. He made Miss ye and your mother stay in the corridor for such a long time... "

Said, walking in the back of the doctor busy step forward, bow to admit, "it's all my fault, also please Miss Ye large number of adults, don't tell me."

Ye Qingxin has no reaction. Her eyebrows are calm and she looks at jingboyuan straightly. She doesn't know what she is thinking.

For a moment, she smile, dignified and magnanimous way: "the doctor arranged for my mother's ward, I am very satisfied, thank you."

Once this is said, it means not to talk about the previous things, and it means not to care.

The doctor and the leaders of the hospital were quietly relieved, and their looks didn't look like the enemy they faced at the beginning.

After all, in his capacity, the chance to see jingboyuan is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He was thinking about whether he could make friends with jingboyuan, but jingboyuan took the lead in ordering: "it's so late, everyone go back to have a rest."

The dean's eyes slipped and lost, but he didn't say anything. He laughed respectfully and politely, and said: "if Mr. Jing has any orders, call me directly, I will arrange for you properly, then we won't disturb you first."

Jingboyuan, in his thirties, is a long-standing man, calm and calm, just like a towering mountain that can't be shaken. He sets off a group of middle-aged men who are much older than himself.

After listening to the president, Jing Boyuan only nodded slightly, and his whole body was full of determination and strategic momentum. The charming charm came from his determination and calm temperament.

A powerful man, no matter what he does or doesn't do, has a natural attraction that attracts the attention of people around him anytime and anywhere.

Before the Dean left, he politely said goodbye to Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin responds politely with a smile, but her eyes always fall on Jing Boyuan.

Come out of the ward.

The doctor exaggerated to wipe the cold sweat on his head. Although he heard from the dean that Miss Ye was the relative of a very important person on the phone, he was far less shocked than what he saw with his own eyes.

Unexpectedly, the big man in the dean's mouth is a man who can almost cover up the business world in the capital.

It's just that Miss Ye doesn't look like a relative of a noble family.

Even if you don't have the money to live in the VIP ward, how can it be related to the aristocracy?

If you have to talk about something, Miss Ye is so beautiful

Rich and powerful old men and beautiful young girls are easy to associate with some beautiful pictures.

"Premier Zheng, do you think Miss Ye is really related to President Jing? I don't look like a relative, but I feel like a gold owner and a little lover. "

The Dean gave the doctor a squint and said, "you're smart!"

The doctor laughed awkwardly and did not dare to speak again.

When the party walked into the special elevator, the Dean took out a cigarette box from his trouser pocket, pulled out one and put it into his mouth. Immediately someone next to him raised a lighter. The Dean lit a cigarette with the man's hand and smoked. He said: "fortunately, Miss Ye is not a difficult little girl, just like Mr. Jing. If Miss Ye says no, I'm afraid the whole hospital will have bad luck."

Then he looked at the doctor again, "in the future, put your eyes on the bright spot, be polite, put away your dog's eyes and look at people's low face. Maybe the rotten stone you despise is covered with emeralds. Next time, in case of a thorn, you won't be so lucky!"

The doctor bowed his head and said yes.

After a while, the elevator reached the first floor.

The doctor is a young man, and the young people can't hide their words. "However, the king's behavior is really secretive. He has a little lover, and the media doesn't even reveal anything. Like those other business executives, who have ever had a lover, who hasn't been exposed by those paparazzi?"

The Dean smokes a cigarette and looks at the doctor like a bumpkin who has never seen the world. "Young man, you have to remember that a person with real power and status dares to offend without the media. Jingboyuan is not only rich, but also powerful. Without his consent, let alone his lover, even his wife, the media dare not expose her easily, Don't you find that he has been in shopping malls for more than ten years and is famous at home and abroad, but there are few reports about him? He didn't even publish a picture. Every time he appeared in the newspaper, he was printed on the economic plate with the four words of Bowei group. "

The doctor listened with inexplicable respect.

He said that the seven words of Jing Boyuan, the boss of Bowei, are not unknown to anyone who pays a little attention to economic reports.

Almost every month, Bowei group makes the headlines of the last economic sector.

Jingboyuan has a girlfriend. It's only spread in the upper class, such as the dean and the doctor, who are in the middle and lower classes. How do you know that ye Qingxin is jingboyuan's little girlfriend?

Let's talk about ye Qingxin and jingboyuan.

When all the people were gone, the ward was quiet.

Ye Qingxin slightly frowned and swept jingboyuan from top to bottom. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

She asked him to sit down with a smile, then went to the hospital bed with a basin, washed out the towel twice, wrung it half dry, and gently wiped the corner of Zhou Qiaoqiao's mouth.

Her expression seems to focus on what she is doing, but in fact all her attention is on Jing Boyuan behind her.

She felt him pacing to the edge of the sofa, and then sitting down, eyes have been falling on her, some hot people, make her uncomfortable.

Help Zhou Qiaoqiao clean the corners of her mouth, and ye Qingxin helps her clean her face and hands.

Take the basin to the bathroom to pour water.

Standing in front of the toilet, after pouring the water, ye Qingxin looks up and sees himself reflected in the mirror.

The girl tied a high ponytail, busy day, a lot of fine hair scattered down, looking at some messy, but also some embarrassed, plain white face, pink and not Shi, but the eyebrows and eyes picturesque, Qiong nose cherry lips, eye pupil bright, with a bit of regret, looks a bit pathetic frail.

The simple white T-shirt and jeans, with a silver metal necklace in her beautiful white neck, were given to her by her mother the day before she returned to Beijing.

It seems that the girl in the mirror is just an ordinary pretty girl.

She never understood why jingboyuan was so good to her? From the beginning of his acquaintance, he showed his concern and care for her.

Because she's beautiful?

But in this society, there is no shortage of beautiful women. Especially in a prosperous city like Beijing, how many beautiful women do not have the status of Jing Boyuan?

What does Jing Boyuan like about her?

He is like a towering giant tree growing on the top of a mountain, shoulder to shoulder with the sky, while he is a grass at the foot of the mountain, and can only look up.

Yu Qingyou said so many words to her, there is a sentence she remembers very clearly: what is the identity of Boyuan? Is that what you can think? You don't look at your status or virtue.

In the middle of the night, ye Qingxin reflected that the gap between her and Jing Boyuan is so big, not only in age, but also in status, family background and experience. She has to admit that she is really up to him.

Before that little doctor, in front of her toe high gas high, high above, but in the blink of an eye, because jingboyuan three words, to her.

It seems that the gap between her and jingboyuan is like a great gap.

Ye Qingxin's thoughts began to fantasize.

Will Jing Boyuan's treatment of himself be just a whim of rich men to young girls? As soon as the fever subsided, she was abandoned as my shoes?

He never seemed to say that he liked her or loved her. When we were together at the beginning, he only asked if you would like to make a personal promise. Her answer was simple and direct. She even forgot the most basic reserve and desire.

People say that if a man is too easy to get a woman, he will not cherish it.

She and jingboyuan almost went off with each other several times, but she didn't refuse. If it hadn't been terminated by external factors, I'm afraid she would have become his person.

Thinking about it, ye Qingxin suddenly feels like she's standing on the edge of a cliff. At her feet is the abyss. A little carelessness is the end of no bones. Her heart beats, and bursts of similar panic come out from the bottom of her heart, clamoring to drown her.

For a long time.

Ye Qingxin forced his panic down, took a few cold water and patted him on his face. He rolled his face and laughed at himself.

What's on her mind? Jingboyuan is not like that. He is different from other men.

Probably, it was the event tonight that had a big impact on her and disturbed her mind.

Looking up again, the angle of the mirror just reflects the position of the bathroom door. There, jingboyuan stands with his hands in his pocket against the door frame, elegant and casual.

Just now she was upset, but she didn't notice the appearance of jingboyuan.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked towards jingboyuan.

Standing in front of him, ye Qingxin looks up at him with a small face. His eyebrows are bent, quiet and beautiful. "How can I stand here?"

Jingboyuan is much higher than ye Qingxin. She looks down at the little girl in front of her. She is just 20 years old. Her skin is very white and tender, so delicate that there are no pores or fine lines. I don't know if it's because she has just been pushed hard. Her delicate skin is light red, which adds a little bit of tenderness.

Moved by love, he put his hand on Ye Qingxin's waist and pinched it lightly and lightly. "See you haven't come out so long, come and see what you're doing."

After a pause, he looked at Ye Qingxin's eyes and asked, "what were you thinking just now?"

Ye Qingxin drooped his eyebrows and raised his head, smiling. He raised his hand and stroked jingboyuan's hard face. "I was thinking, how can you choose to be with such an ordinary me? Is it because you love me? "