Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 567 Reasons
"Let me push you out." Uncle Ma said, and turned around to push the wheelchair in the corner.

"I'm not so weak that I need to sit in a wheelchair." Meng Heming stood up and walked out wearing a hospital gown.

Seeing this, Uncle Ma stopped and let him leave alone.

In the corridor, the man walked slowly towards one side of the corridor. This was the way leading to the rooftop. In the past, when he was unwell, he stayed in this hospital. Meng Heming knew the hospital environment very well.

The entire area of ​​the municipal hospital is very large, and the rooftops of several buildings are connected together, forming a landscape on the rooftop of the municipal hospital. There are not only a large number of green plants and flowers, but also some simple sports facilities for patients to pass the time.

There are several paths on the rooftop, all leading to various parts of the hospital.

Meng Heming walked on the familiar road and, as usual, came to a quiet corner where tables and chairs were placed under a parasol. He walked forward slowly, breathing in the fresh air through his nostrils, and only then did he squeeze out the feeling of oppression in his heart.

He hadn't had a dream for a long time, and the dream just now was so real, as if he had really returned to the past.

While he was lost in thought, Uncle Ma came forward with a thermos cup in his hand.

"Sir, the doctor told us that it's time to take medicine." After saying that, Uncle Ma spread out his palm, and a few pills were placed in his palm.

Seeing Uncle Ma's stubborn look, Meng Heming reluctantly took the medicine from the other's hand and instantly took the thermos cup.

Uncle Ma watched him drink it with his own eyes, and after leaving the thermos cup, he left.

Over the years, Uncle Ma has taken great care of him, and even all the big and small matters at home are handled by Uncle Ma.

Meng Heming looked at Uncle Ma's slightly hunched back, and a trace of pity flashed across his eyes.

When Uncle Ma was walking back, he passed by an empty fountain with many stone benches next to it. Many patients in hospital gowns were sitting there. The water spraying from the pool was not high, but everyone's eyes were looking there at the same time.

When Uncle Ma was about to look away, he inadvertently saw a slender figure. The other person had her back to him, with long black hair falling down her back. The breeze blew past, and the hair fluttered in the wind.

Judging from the woman's figure, she must be quite good-looking.

For some reason, just from the back, Uncle Ma always felt that he had seen him somewhere. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and the back in front of him and the ordinary portrait of the gentleman began to overlap.

After this thought came up, Uncle Ma shook his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly, complaining in his heart: Why has he become so weird now? Now that the other party is really in T City, Mr. has sent so many people, can't he find him?

Uncle Ma lowered his head and put the thought to rest.

When he left, An Ying, who was sitting on the stone bench, stood up boredly. The scenery in front of her was nothing special to her. Her whole mind was on someone at the moment. Thinking that she almost knocked on the other person's ward door just now, An Ying still felt scared.

She stood up and walked among the flowers with a lonely look on her face, but she didn't even look at the delicate flowers beside her.

After walking a few steps, when she was confused, a hearty voice sounded in her ears.

"Boss Meng!"

An Ying's body froze. When she saw the high fence next to her covered with flowers, she held her breath and hid beside the fence. Although the other party only shouted "Mr. Meng", a voice in her heart told her: The person he called must be Meng Heming, it must be!

"Mr. Li!"

When a clear and cold voice sounded, An Ying covered her mouth in shock to prevent herself from screaming out loud. It was him!

It's really him!

The voices of two grown men could be heard from time to time, most of which were the voice of "Mr. Li". Soon after, Mr. Li saw that the other party had a cold and hard expression, and that there was a sense of alienation in his bones. After a few greetings, Mr. Li left tactfully.

When there was silence on the other side of the fence, An Ying slowly squatted down holding the fence. At this moment, her feet were weak and her whole body was limp.

There was only a fence between her and the other person.

An Ying stretched out her hand tremblingly, and was about to push aside the green branches above, but her hand froze in mid-air.

If the other party really discovered her existence, wouldn't her hiding all these years be a joke? In the end, she retracted her hands and sat on the concrete floor without any image, her autumn-like eyes stained with a thin layer of mist.

The next second, she hugged her knees with her hands and buried her whole face between her legs.

In just a few tens of seconds, she restrained herself from looking for him!

Under the sun, An Ying felt her whole body was hot, but she didn't dare to act rashly. She was so nervous that any slight movement around her would make her like a frightened bird.

Soon, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Why are you sitting on the ground? No wonder I couldn't find you after looking for you everywhere. It's strange that I could find you if you stayed in this corner." Aunt Zhang spoke in a loud voice and had already come in front of An Ying while speaking.

An Ying's eyes trembled slightly. She wanted to stand up but her legs felt numb. Facing Aunt Zhang's enthusiasm, she dared not say a word.

Aunt Zhang saw that she looked very embarrassed, as if she had been frightened. A trace of suspicion flashed through her mind, "I'll help you up."

An Ying snorted, "Thank you!" She said it very quickly, deliberately lowering her voice.

At this moment, she just wanted to leave here quickly. Seeing Aunt Zhang lending her a hand to support her, An Ying did not hesitate. With the support of Aunt Zhang, she endured the discomfort in her feet and was about to leave.

"Let's take this road, it's closer." Aunt Zhang said hurriedly when she saw An Ying's face was a little pale.

After seeing the road Aunt Zhang pointed to, Anying shook her head anxiously.

Aunt Zhang restrained her expression, and finally realized some clues. After she discovered An Ying, her expression became very unnatural, and there was a hint of panic on her face. It was obvious that An Ying was avoiding something.

In addition, she didn't dare to speak loudly, and an idea came to Aunt Zhang's mind: Could it be that the person the other party wanted to avoid was not far away?
With this thought in mind, Aunt Zhang remained silent throughout the rest of the conversation, but while walking, she secretly paid attention to the other person's expression.

Half of An Ying's face was covered by a mask. She walked with a limp under the support of Aunt Zhang. One of her feet was originally injured and has not fully recovered yet. In addition, she had just squatted for a long time, so the way she walked was very awkward.

Return to the ward.

An Ying let go of Aunt Zhang's hand and said, "I, I'm going to the bathroom." After that, she left in a hurry.

Aunt Zhang looked at the other person's sad and depressed look, and her doubts grew. Who could make An Ying behave so abnormally? Although many questions popped up in her mind for a while, this was someone else's private matter after all, and Aunt Zhang had no reason to ask.