Chapter 2779

So there seems to be nothing else to say without youyou?

Zhuang Shihao was making a belly draft, but he never thought it was so difficult.

Finally came to Fang Lan's ward door. The door was closed. It seemed that there was only Fang LAN in it.

She was tidying up her bed and her things. Her thin back was busy, with her back to Zhuang Shihao.

Zhuang Shihao suddenly bumped into her back, and all the abdominal manuscripts he had just made were forgotten. He was thinking of opening his mouth, but Fang LAN opened his mouth first: "Xu Xuechang, sit down first, and I'll pack them up right away."

Zhuang Shihao's face was ugly for two points.

Fang LAN didn't look back, but said, "I told my father and mother Su that they don't have to accompany me. I'm alive and well now. I'll be discharged from the hospital. Dr. Li's side, I can go out to relax without my permission.

Shall we have hot pot later? I haven't eaten spicy food for a long time. I really want to eat it!! "

Zhuang Shihao lived with her for a long time and never knew that she liked spicy food. The food at home was always light.

An unspeakable emotion appeared in her heart, but she said she wanted to eat hot pot with Xu Guangrong? Zhuang Shihao's look sank.

Fang LAN collected his things and turned back. Suddenly, he saw a man wearing a long windbreaker and pestling at the door. His cold and deep face startled him. It was really terrible. When was there another person!

And his face looked as if someone owed him money and didn't pay it back. Why is it so ugly!

After several thoughts, Fang LAN recognized that this was not his nominal "ex husband"? My ex husband who has no impression at all!

What's your name again?

"Well, this, sir, are you going the wrong way?" Fang LAN asked kindly. In fact, he disliked him blocking the door.

It's really hard for her to speak well of this man, because when she saw him, he first said "I don't love you, please don't bind me".

It seems that he is a sweet cake. Fang LAN wants to rely on him.

She doesn't have that spare time, okay?

Seeing her appearance, Zhuang Shihao didn't know whether she was real or pretended. He said, "are you leaving the hospital?"

"Well, yes, it's boring to live here. Ah, no, no, when did I say I was leaving the hospital? " Fang Lan's discharge was a secret. She didn't want to be known by others. Her eyes flashed and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Her little move fell into Zhuang Shihao's eyes, which made his eyes flash slightly, and the corners of his lips raised an arc that he didn't know.

However, his face sank immediately: "didn't the doctor say you still need to rest? What hospital did you go out?"

"Where did I say that? You heard me wrong Fang LAN refused to admit it.

Zhuang Shihao put down the fruit basket and said, "really?"

Glancing at her packed clothes and hospital bed.

Fang LAN looked along his line of sight and found that it was bad. He quickly stretched out his hand to pick up the bed and clothes: "yes, I'm still ill. If you have nothing to do, please go out. "

She turned over and lay down on the bed. She whispered to herself. She didn't know when she got into such a plague. It's easy to ask God but difficult to send God.

Besides, aren't they divorced? What else is he doing here? Do you have a problem with the divorce agreement? Or to see if you're dead?