During the whole process of reexamination, Xia Lin felt puzzled. She always felt that Ling Yizhou's translation for herself was not quite right.

As he left, Charlene asked him, "isn't your French very good? I don't think the doctor would say that

"Tickets for tomorrow evening at seven." Ling Yizhou did not answer the question.

Xia Lin was immediately diverted from the topic by him. He was stunned to react. His "rehabilitation therapy" is about to start. He will go to see a movie tomorrow.

"What movie?" Xia Lin was a little curious and came to see the ticket in his hand.

Ling Yizhou reached out to block most of the tickets. "You don't need to know the content. Just accompany me. After all, you don't really go to the cinema."

Xia Lin thinks about it. He is an escort. Ling Yizhou has problems at any time. She needs to solve them at any time. She should not go to the cinema.

But she still glimpsed a corner of Ling Yizhou's movie ticket and exclaimed, "how can I see a woman without clothes?" What the hell is this movie

Ling Yizhou picked out her eyebrows and said, "I'm wearing clothes, but I'm wearing less."

"What kind of movie? I'm afraid your heart won't be able to bear a movie that's too bloody. " Xia Lin thinks it's better to see some plain literature and art films to treat the mood.

Ling Yizhou shook his head and did not speak.

Charlene sleeps in front of her last night, and his heart is in good condition. The movie just helps.

Xia Lin saw him like this, no longer said, "forget it, you are happy, anyway, I am also a companion to watch."

Ling Yizhou laughed and nodded: "yes."

That night, Xia Lin once again kept vigil for Ling Yizhou, and Wen Li also arranged a small bed for her at the edge of Ling Yizhou's bed.

But when she got up the next day, she ran to Ling Yizhou bed again!

And this time, Ling Yizhou's hand is still on her waist!

"Ah Charlene screamed as he did yesterday.

Wen Li was still outside this time, but this time he knew what was going on inside and didn't break in again.

Ling Yizhou in her cry "faint turn Wake", and then very surprised to see her, "how do you in my bed?" He looks innocent.

He looks innocent! Xia Lin is almost crazy. According to Ling Yizhou's innocent expression, he should not know anything. Is it that she sleepwalks to his bed again? It's terrible, too.

Xia Lin climbed down from Ling Yizhou's bed at the speed of light, and her face turned red into an apple. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something to Ling Yizhou, but she didn't say it in the end. In case she sleepwalks to his bed without shame or impatience, it would be a shame!

Charlene shook her hand, turned and ran out of the ward. She still needed to go to the garden to calm down.

After Xia Lin left, Wen Li came in, "Sir, can I help you?" He's not sure if it's OK for Charlene to run out now.

Ling Yizhou shook his head, "no need at all."

Again, he has the confidence to follow the situation.

"Wen Li, chasing women, need to pay attention to strategy." Ling Yizhou suddenly faces Wen Li Dao.

"I don't know what you're talking about, sir," he said

"You and Du Shi are not together yet?" Ling Yizhou took a look at Wen Li.

Wen Li gently coughed, "Sir, I'm busy." Then it disappeared.

Leaving Ling Yizhou alone, looking at the small bed of Xialin, nodding and smiling for a while.

When Xia Lin comes back again, what he sees is Ling Yizhou's expression. He looks like he is seeing a neuropathy.

"That I'm sorry Xia Lin apologized to him. After all, it was a very immoral thing to climb onto the bed of a married man without saying a word. After careful consideration, she decided to apologize to Ling Yizhou.

Ling Yizhou almost couldn't help laughing, but in the end he managed to hold it with his own strong willpower, and forced himself to calm down and say, "no problem."

In the dead of night, only he knew how she was pulled to his bed.

"It's OK. I'm afraid your wife will misunderstand me. You'd better not tell her about it." Charlene reminded him.

"She will know about it sooner or later." Ling Yizhou stares at her.

Xia Lin couldn't stand his eyes and quickly avoided his eyes. "What are you talking about..."

"It's true."

"How could she have known if you didn't say so." Xia Lin frowned.

Ling Yizhou doesn't speak any more. It's no fun arguing with her. Anyway, Mrs. Ling already knows.

At noon, Xia Lin accompanied Ling Yizhou to have a meal.

After dinner, Wen Li came in and sent two sets of clothes. One was from lingyizhou and the other was from Xialin.

Charlene looked at the two sets of evening dress like beautiful clothes, eyes widened, "for me?""Of course." Ling Yizhou knocked on the clothes box, "wear it when you watch a movie tonight."

"Ah?" Charlene's eyes widened, "why should I dress so grandly to watch a movie?" I don't know. I thought I was going to some fancy ball.

Wen Li explained: "from now on, the attending doctor told him to keep a good mood all the time, including the things he saw, he must be in a clear mood, and you are the nearest person to him, so you must dress up beautifully. Are you going to wear your plaid shirt and let your husband frown while watching the film?"

Xia Lin quickly shook his head, "no, no, that's what I wear."

She took the dress and studied it. It was really beautiful. It was not only the style she liked, but also in line with her usual dressing style. She could not help but take a look and smell it. The assistant was really magical.

"Whatever you choose may not fit me." Charlene road.

"You'll find out if you try." Ling Yizhou didn't talk much and pushed her to the bathroom.

How could it not fit? Her size, which he can recite with his eyes closed, is absolutely perfect.

Xia Lin was pushed to move for a while, looked at Ling Yizhou doubtfully, but finally took the clothes to the bathroom to try.

It turned out to be a great surprise to her that the dress was just as well tailored as it was for her. It couldn't fit any more!

"Mr. Wen, why can you buy such a suitable dress?" Xia Lin was amazed at Wen Li's handwriting.

Wen Li looked at Ling Yizhou and said to Xia Lin, "it's just a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence..." Xia Lin wanted to make complaints about the coincidence with the Lingzhou Chucao. He looked up. Lingyu had already dressed in a formal suit, and cut the suit completely, and put it on the figure of his golden ratio.

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