Chapter 1145

Rong Mingyuan looks at Xu jingnian and song Lei in doubt. He seems to be asking, "how can she be here?"

Xu jingnian is the private doctor of Rong family. How can he appear in the hospital?

Song Lei shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the direction where Xu Jinghua had just left, put out his hand, and told him with his eyes, "what does the old lady mean?"

Rong Mingyuan nodded clearly. Just as he stepped out of the hospital, he thought of the countermeasures. It's really his mother.

"This injury, you don't need Dr. Xu. Song Lei, send Dr. Xu back."

He did not take any emotion to say, light to her under the guest order.

Xu jingnian looked at him, stared for a while, and bit his lower lip tightly.

Song Lei looked at Xu jingnian respectfully: "doctor Xu, let's go. I'll take you back."

"Rong Mingyuan, you..."

Xu jingnian left this sentence and left here in an atmosphere.

Rong Mingyuan goes to the hospital bed, while Su Ran is still asleep on the bed. Her face is a little twisted, and her mouth is murmuring something. Rong Mingyuan gets closer, but she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Very tired, very painful.

He found a comfortable seat beside Su ran and lay down.

After one mo thousand words, another Xu jingnian came. Xu Jinghua is really powerful.

The sun is very good, and the breeze blows in from the open window, bringing the fragrance of flowers planted outside the hospital. Jiang Yihan helplessly and speechless looked at Zang Yunuo lying on the bed, and asked in a bad voice: "how long are you going to stay here?"

Things in the entertainment company are going crazy, but the big boss is calm. He has been living in the hospital and never leaves the hospital.

His arm is so good that he can practice weightlifting, and he still refuses to walk.

Zang Yunuo leisurely lies on the bed, looks at Jiang Yihan, calmly proposes the condition: "unless you promise, always stay by my side."

Jiang Yihan couldn't help rolling his eyes and planning to leave: "if you want to stay, just stay all the time. I have no time to accompany you."

With that, Jiang Yihan turned around and was about to leave, but Zang Yunuo held her tightly in his arms: "without my permission, where do you think you can go?"

Jiang Yihan looks at him stubbornly and doesn't say a word.

In fact, she has forgiven him in her heart since he hurt his arm. After all, she is the one she loves deeply. It is always easier to forgive than to hate.

Zang Yu Nuo hugged her, word by word, said clearly: "in this life, you can only stay by my side, where are not allowed to go, you know?"

Jiang Yihan broke free from his arms and sneered: "we'll talk about it later. If you don't leave the hospital again, my mobile phone will be blown up by your staff."

It seems that she stopped Zang Yunuo from leaving the hospital.

Suran woke up again in the evening. The smell of rice overflowed in the ward. It was her favorite chicken risotto.

She opened her eyes and looked around. Rong Mingyuan sat beside her bed with a warm smile: "wake up?"

It's rare to see Rong Mingyuan's gentle look. Su Ran is afraid. What's wrong with him? Don't burn your brain because of that fire, right?

Rong Mingyuan, of course, didn't see Su Ran's idea. He thought she slept too much and was a little confused. He directly raised a spoonful of rice in front of her mouth: "are you hungry? Eat it. "

In the end, the president has never served anyone, even feeding with a different kind of stiff.

Su ran swallowed her saliva and said, "well, you can put it there. I'll eat it myself later."

Rong Mingyuan's face sank: "you haven't eaten anything for a long time. Eat it now."

Su ran couldn't laugh or cry: "I haven't washed yet."

Rong Mingyuan a Leng, then some embarrassed turned his head: "then you go first."

"Well."

Su ran stood up and just wanted to go into the bathroom. Rong Mingyuan followed suit. Su ran turned his head: "what are you doing? I wash

Rong Mingyuan didn't speak, but his eyes had been staring at her hand which was wrapped into a small Ding Dong.

Su Ran's face turned red. What else can she do?

The bathroom space is very small. After two people go in, there is almost no spare space. Rong Mingyuan washes the towel and cleans her face carefully. Su ran looks at herself in the mirror and finds that her face is hurt.

It's ugly.

Su ran looked at herself with gauze wrapped on her face in the mirror and asked him in a trembling voice: "Mingyuan, is the wound on my face serious? Can it be cured?"

Is she too late? How does the wound on the face come from?

Rong Mingyuan saw the indistinct uneasiness in her eyes, and the action on her hand was more gentle. He leaned to her ear, his voice was low and warm, with magnetism: "Ranran, with me, what are you afraid of? Even if you are disfigured one day, I will not return it."At the end, Rong Mingyuan was joking.

Su ran suddenly chuckles. She understands how hard it is for a meticulous person like Rong Mingyuan to say such words. She knew that he was relaxing her heart, and that he was saying this to let himself feel relieved.

Su ran suddenly leaned on Rong Mingyuan's shoulder and said sincerely: "Mingyuan, thank you."

Thank you for giving me such a love, but also thank the fate, after toudou around, we can still be together like this.

Rong Mingyuan washed her face and fed her food. Then she went to see a doctor.

Because the wound on his back was serious, it was difficult to scab. When the doctor carefully pulled off all the gauze on his back, he could clearly see the bright red skin on his back.

Such an injury, even the doctor saw all feel pain.

"Mr. Rong, if you feel pain, hum it."

The doctor couldn't help but make a sound and carefully applied the medicine to him.

Rong Mingyuan laughed. Although these wounds hurt, because the ending is perfect, they no longer feel so difficult to accept.

What's more, he finally realized that at the beginning of Su Ran's pain, it's hard to imagine that he would torture her so ruthlessly. Every time I think of these, Rong Mingyuan wants to love her more.

He owes her too much.

After bandaging, Rong Mingyuan asked the doctor, "when can I leave the hospital?"

The doctor prescribed a prescription and answered him in a formulaic way: "look at the degree of wound recovery. If the recovery is good, you can be discharged soon."

Rong Mingyuan, with a hum, left the doctor's office.

He has a lot of things to deal with and has no time to waste here.

While resting in the hospital, song Lei calls, saying that Zheng Jiaren has already flown to France, and that all the things there are left to her.

Rong Mingyuan agrees, but he doesn't believe that Feng Jingmo will give up her headquarters in Paris, France because of the Chinese market. Although Zheng Jiaren is unruly, she has a lot of skills. He knows from Song Lei how she drove Yang Qingge out of the Zheng family, that Zheng Jiaren is definitely not a small role. Fortunately, such a woman is accepted by song Lei.

A room of light, light turn fleeting.

After leaving hospital, Su ran went back to Qiao's home once.

The Qiao family's business is not too big. Zhuang Qing is as gentle and quiet as ever. He looks at Su Ran's coming back and says with a smile, "Ranran, go and see your father. These days, he's exhausted for the sake of the Qiao family."

Su ran nodded.

She wanted to see Qiao Zhenyuan when she came home this time.

Qiao Zhenyuan was sitting in the study with his back to the door. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he said without looking back: "you go out first. I want to be alone for a while."

Obviously, Qiao Zhenyuan regards himself as Zhuang Qing.

Su ran came in, closed the door and called softly: "Dad, it's me."

Qiao Zhenyuan's body was stiff. After a while, he turned his face. Su ran walked over. On his knee, he had not had time to close his mother's letters.

Su Ran's heart moved. How deep should she be? She would read the same letter every day and put her mother at the bottom of her heart every moment.

Qiao Zhenyuan calmly closed those letters and put them in a mahogany box like a baby. After all this, he looked at Su ran: "come back, sit down."

He greets her.

Su ran agrees and sits opposite Qiao Zhenyuan. She knows that her coming back this time is closely related to Qiao Zhenyuan's contacts. She wants to thank him more than see him this time.

Qiao Zhenyuan said lightly: "I am your father, it is right to save you. Ranran, although I have never done my duty to be a father to you, I have a clear conscience to your mother."

After such a long time, he was still candid to say this thing.

Father and daughter can also how much knot, but all in the mother alone.

Su ran smiles at him: "Dad, if I can't forgive you, do you think I'll call you dad?"

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, which was to solve the knot in each other's heart.

Zhuang Qing brings in two cups of hot coffee, puts them on the table beside Qiao Zhenyuan, and hands one directly to Su ran.

The aroma of coffee overflowed. Qiao took a sip from the far end of the town, and then said, "Ranran, the matter between you and Yunshen is to be solved after all. You are all the descendants of Qiao's family, and we still have to meet. I don't want to get involved with you, but I hope you can have a talk."

Su ran drank coffee and gave a faint hum.

Between her and Yunshen

Well.

After talking with Qiao Zhenyuan for a while, Zhuang Qing came in, pushed Qiao Zhenyuan's wheelchair and said gently, "Ranran, your father should have a rest. You can come back to see him when you have time. Or, would you like to consider moving back?"Su ran shook her head.

She absolutely believes that Rong Mingyuan will not let her go.

Zhuang Qing looked at Su ran with a blush on his cheek and said with a clear smile: "I know, Ran Ran Ran, OK."

"Well, thank you, aunt Zhuang."

Qiao's family is quiet, no one is there, it seems more lonely.

Su ran walked in the courtyard, pavilions, waterside pavilions, exquisite but lonely scenery.

She felt that jomutin was also her father's child and her own brother. Do you want to let them out?

The next moment, the mobile phone rings, the caller ID is Yunshen's number.