Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1200

Ning An didn't feel guilty about leaving Song Shaoyan in the hospital.

After returning home, she tidied up the messy bed and covered it with a quilt.

She was already very tired from the dinner at night, but now she was even more tired, as if she was exhausted, she was too tired to lift her hands.

Turning on the phone, she realized that Ye Jiaqi had left her a lot of messages.

This girl looks boring?
It stands to reason that I should be in class today.

Ning An was too sleepy, before he could reply to Ye Jiaqi, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Turn off the lights, only the sultry night and endless tranquility are left around.

The sky is like ink, and the night is as cool as water.

hospital.

Song Shaoyan realized that Ning An had disappeared after three o'clock at night, which was the deepest time of the day.

"An'an! An'an!" He panicked and shouted in the empty infusion room, "Ning'an!"

The other people in the infusion room were woken up by him, and they all frowned.

He didn't care that there was still a little medicine in the bottle, so he pulled out the needle himself!

The blanket was all over his body, and the place where she sat was cold, without any warmth.

That said, she's been gone for a long time!

"Ning'an!"

The nurse hurried over: "Sir, please keep your voice down."

"Where's my wife?" Song Shaoyan frowned, his face gloomy.

The nurse took alcohol cotton to stop the bleeding, and explained: "Your wife left very early, she said not to wake you up, just let us pull out the needle on time."

"When did she leave?" Song Shaoyan's face became more and more ugly.

"It didn't take long to hang up the potion and left."

"What did she say?"

"I just explained a few sentences, and didn't say anything."

Song Shaoyan's complexion had sunk to the extreme, like the night sky at three o'clock outside, and a cold and solemn chill radiated from his whole body.

"Sir, it's almost dawn. Are you going to rest here or go home?"

Song Shaoyan didn't answer, straightened his coat, and walked out with the blanket.

He didn't expect that Ning An would leave him alone in the hospital, and she would do such a thing in the middle of the night.

For more than a year, when she was sick, he would take care of her.

Now, he just had a rare cold and fever, and she didn't even have the patience to spend the night with him.

If it was Song Shaojun, would she be accompanying him in a disheveled way?

Song Shaoyan gritted her teeth, and the scene of her and Song Shaojun sitting side by side at the daytime press conference once again appeared in her mind.

Both of them are in formal attire, sitting together, they are both talented and beautiful, and they are a good match.

Song Shaoyan staggered out of the hospital, Song Shaojun and Ning An were all in front of him.

And the way she came home wearing Song Shaojun's suit at night.

Song Shaoyan's fever subsided a bit, but he was not in good health and was very tired.

When he walked to the door of the hospital, the cold wind was blowing on his body, making him very uncomfortable.

The hospital at three o'clock was extremely quiet and silent.

He called Ning An.

Ning An was sleeping drowsily, and in the middle of the night, he thought it was dawn.

"Hey..." She closed her eyes, frowned, and smashed her lips.

"Ning An, you left me alone in the hospital?"

"Hmm...what's the matter..." Ning An frowned, his expression was not good, it was him, "You are not a three-year-old child, why did I leave you alone in the hospital..."

"I just have a fever. If it's an operation or something, you'll leave me alone in the hospital, right?"

"There's nothing to do to curse yourself." Ning An helplessly rubbed his forehead.

(End of this chapter)