Rebirth of a wealthy and noble girl

Chapter 315 Low-level mistakes
Zheng Fuen's anger came up, the ticket was a low-level mistake, isn't this turning the corner and saying that her IQ is low! "It's better than someone being brainless."

"Hey! Who are you saying has no brains!" The word "no brains" seems to have become his exclusive endorsement, as long as Zheng Fuen comes up with these three words, he is targeting him, but he really can't imagine how he offended this aunt .

Except for the person involved, everyone else is very clear, but no one will point it out, because it is fun.

"Whoever strikes up the conversation." Zheng Fuen glanced away, the corners of his mouth curled up, triumphantly, Xie Feng won her every time they quarreled.

The others laughed secretly, as long as the two got together, they would fight, which became their unique way of getting along. Of course, it was Xie Feng who lost every time, sulking with anger.

It was the same this time, Xie Feng stared at Zheng Fuen but didn't say anything.

Nothing had changed, the familiar scene made her feel as if time hadn't passed, and they were still in class Z.

"Zhao De has just finished the operation and is still in a coma. You go and see him." An Ran walked up to Jiang Ting and explained Zhao De's situation. After all, he was injured because of himself.

"Are you okay." Jiang Ting touched the corner of An Ran's lips, the slight wound did not miss his eyes, he didn't want her to get hurt, but she was still hurt.

Undisguised distress, just like this, hit An Ran's eyes, turned his head slightly, and avoided the hand, "I'm fine, thank you."

"Prince, I'll go check on Zhao De's situation first." Pu Yan interjected at the right time. He thought that the prince was just guarding his own obsession these years. If the two are different, they will give up their obsession at that time. I didn't expect that when the two met, not only did they not have the alienation that they hadn't seen for many years, but they developed in a more ambiguous direction.

"I'll go with you." As the captain of the special forces, he had a responsibility to his team members.

The two went together, of course Xie Feng would not be left behind, the three of them walked into the ward at the same time, seeing the unconscious person, none of them had much emotional fluctuations, the burdens on their shoulders were all in exchange for their lives, Injuries are inevitable, even if you need to sacrifice your own life.

Pu Yan pulled back the sheet and checked the wound, "The right shoulder is two inches from the elbow, it's not a fatal injury, you should be able to get out of bed after a few days of rest."

To them, this wound was not a big wound, but they couldn't use guns for a short period of time. Jiang Ting felt relieved after listening to Pu Yan's words. According to the rules, they could only go to the military hospital for medical treatment, where the treatment of gunshot wounds was more professional. Their identities were special, but the situation at that time could only be handled in this way.

"What's going on?" Zheng Fuen looked at the scene in front of him, suppressed his laughing expression, and asked in a deep voice.What are the identities of the prince and the others? She knows how such a special identity has something to do with An Ran.

In an instant, the room became quiet, and no one took the initiative to speak, especially Xie Feng, who was under Zheng Fuen's fiery gaze, lowered his head and blushed, but he didn't dare to look back.

Zheng Fuen scanned it, Xie Feng lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her, Pu Yan looked at the prince, the prince looked at An Ran, and An Ran looked at the person lying on the bed, but no one explained to her what was going on.

This weird scene was broken by a sudden knock on the door.

"I'm sorry, may I ask who treated the wound just now, and the medicine is still missing." A delicate woman in a white coat came with a crisp voice, holding a pile of medicine in her hand.

At this time, all eyes were on An Ran, and she was the only one who was injured here.

"It's me." An Ran replied and then looked at the person at the door. She was stunned by this glance.

The four eyes met, and the other party called out his name first.

"Anran!" The charming female doctor at the door shouted in surprise to the person who had disappeared from her world for a long time.

After being slightly taken aback, An Ran returned to her usual indifference, and also called out the name of the person at the door, "Rong'er."

Yang Rong'er never thought that she would see An Ran here. The news of An Ran's study abroad suddenly spread that year. Before she had time to say goodbye, she just disappeared, and Class Z also disappeared. She wanted to know why An Ran would leave. It was so sudden, did something happen, but she couldn't find anyone to ask, even An Jin asked, but she still didn't get an answer.

The person at the door was always standing at the door without moving a step. Fuen Zheng knew that she wanted to come in and get close to Anran, but the past events blocked her progress. Fuen Zheng couldn't help but feel relieved. Luckily, she and Anran didn't make it this far. , she didn't want to lose her friend An Ran.

Seeing that the person at the door didn't move, An Ran took the initiative to walk to the person she hadn't seen for many years. When she saw her again, her heart was completely at peace. She had Fu En and was satisfied.

"Are these medicines for me?" An Ran pointed to the medicine in Yang Rong'er's hand and asked.

Yang Rong'er nodded blankly, this was An Ran taking the initiative to talk to her, and it was still the same smile from before, "An Ran..."

"Huh?" After taking the medicine, An Ran raised a voice and asked the person who only called her name.

"Are you okay these years?" Yang Rong'er's voice was soft, with expectations and fear, she hoped that An Ran would live well, better than anyone else, so that she could have a better life.

"Okay, what about you?" The smile didn't change, she didn't expect to see her again, Rong'er didn't seem to have changed much, she was still the same.

Yang Rong'er shook her head, nodded, then shook her head, unable to give a definite answer, An Ran was like a demon living in her heart, always lingering, her guilt never diminished, instead it was a cage, trapping her in it.

"The past is in the past." She saw the deep guilt of the person shaking his head in front of her. She could blame no one for that incident.

In a word, tears were already in Yang Ronger's eyes, An Ran was still so gentle, she never blamed herself, this friend was given up by herself, and this friendship was also given up by herself.

"Since you are already here, I'll go back first. I have to work tomorrow, so I'll find time to come over." Most of the day passed, and within a few hours, it was time for work, and she still went home It's good to take a shower and change clothes.

(End of this chapter)