President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 16 It turns out that she can laugh
"Good news?" She looked at him wonderingly, but suddenly smiled after a while: "It's done?"

He nodded.

"I see."

The two looked at each other, and Ye Zhiqiu patted her on the shoulder: "The path I chose, you have to stick to it even if you insist on it. If you die on the operating table, then I will treat it as if it never happened. .”

"Are you sure you came to see me, not to curse me?"

She lay down again: "Miss nurse, push me in quickly, I don't want to see this bitch."

Ye Zhiqiu laughed and took two steps back.

"Come on, I'll wait for you here."

The two were pushed into the operating room one after the other.

Until the door was closed, An Ran could still hear An Xin calling Qiao Yuchen's name in a 'fragile' way, crying very sadly.

After entering, she was anesthetized according to the requirements of the anesthesiologist.

After that, it was like having a long dream...

Operating room door.

Lu Yue has been leaning against An Zhantang's side and crying.

Ye Zhiqiu walked up and down the door of the operating room irritably, constantly checking the time.

Only Qiao Yuchen, as if nothing happened, was playing with the unlit cigarette in his hand.

His gaze flicked to Ye Zhiqiu at the door from time to time.

This man made him feel uncomfortable.

He knew An Ran's secret.

Thinking of An Ran always lying to himself, his eyes seemed to freeze.

After the operation, she recovered well and was transferred to the general ward after only three days of monitoring in the ICU.

When he was pushed back to the ward, Qiao Yuchen was actually there.

She glanced at him and said nothing.

Qiao Yuchen said: "These four nurses are sent by me to take care of you. If you need anything, you can tell them. If you feel uncomfortable, tell them. They will find a doctor for you as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Qiao Yuchen's expression was serious, "The wound...does it still hurt?"

An Ran looked at him, struggling to pull out a smile: "Guess."

Seeing her like this, Qiao Yuchen felt as if someone had kicked him in his heart, so upset that he wanted to explode.

He angrily turned and left.

An Ran asked the nurse, "How is An Xin recovering?"

"I heard that the preliminary examination is good, and she still needs to be observed in the ICU for a few more days."

An Ran nodded, didn't say anything more, just closed her eyes and rested.

More than two hours later, Ye Zhiqiu came.

An Ran asked the nurse to go out first and wait.

Ye Zhiqiu was very worried: "How about it, does the wound still hurt?"

"Can you stop asking such nonsense questions? Go and cut it and see if it hurts."

"I don't think you're in any pain at all, and you still want to be angry with me. It's really useless to worry about you."

An Ran sighed: "I'm in pain, it really hurts, it hurts so much that I miss my mother."

"Can I not know, you have been hypocritical since you were a child, you fell down while running, and you can cry for half an hour even if you break your leg. Now it's good, I cut a piece of liver for you, and you don't cry or make trouble."

"Okay, okay, don't say it, I feel that I am too brave, and I want to award myself a medal of honor."

"Go away, I'm sorry to bother you, come on, let me show you something good, so that you can relieve your pain."

As he spoke, he took out the IPAD from his bag, opened the photo album, and found a few photos for her to see.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?"

An Ran looked at the photo, nodded, and laughed: "Satisfied, very satisfied."

"Don't worry, since you lived up to my expectations and got off the operating table, I will definitely help you realize your dream."

She raised the corners of her lips sweetly, and the smile reached her eyes.

Fortunately, she still has Ye Zhiqiu, he is probably the only good relationship she has had in her previous life.

Outside the ward, Qiao Yuchen saw her smile through the glass on the ward door, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

It turned out that she would laugh.

What kind of charm does this Ye Zhiqiu have that can make her face her so sincerely.

She can say pain to him unscrupulously, smile at him...

Looking at her smiling face again, he frowned slightly.

Ye Zhiqiu said that before, she could cry for half an hour even if she just broke her leg.

But in his opinion, she wouldn't cry at all.

Did he know a fake An Ran?
(End of this chapter)