Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 78

Song Huaijin thought she didn't want to come up, so she frowned.

He looked at Pei Hang who was standing beside him and reporting on his work, "I'll ask Assistant Pei to pick you up and wait at the front desk."

After all, without giving Qian Mengmeng a chance to object, he quickly hung up the call.

Pei Hang, who was standing in front of the hospital bed, didn't need his orders, and replied directly, "I'm going down now."

After the words fell, he closed the folder in his hand, turned around and walked out quickly.

……

The beeping busy tone made Qian Mengmeng stunned for a moment.

By the time she realized it, the little nurse holding the fruit basket had already stepped into the elevator.

Qian Mengmeng turned pale with shock, and hurried to the elevator, "Wait, wait."

However, at such a long distance, who knows who she is calling and so on.

The elevator door closed slowly, and when Qian Mengmeng rushed to the elevator entrance, with a ding, the elevator door closed completely and went to the upper floor.

"My fruit basket..." Qian Mengmeng blinked bitterly.

There is no fruit basket, she will go up empty-handed later, Mr. Song sees it, what should he think of her?Would you say she lied?
Walking back to the front desk in a panic, Qian Mengmeng was so at a loss that she didn't know what to do.

After a while, Pei Hang came, and without even asking why she didn't bring a fruit basket, he took her directly to the VIP elevator, took the elevator, and came to room 1107 of the intensive care unit.

The moment Pei Hang pushed open the door, Qian Mengmeng heard her heart beating like a drum.

She took a few deep breaths, followed behind him, and walked slowly towards Song Huaijin's bed in the ward.

"Coming?" A familiar deep voice sounded in front of her, and Qian Mengmeng's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

She raised her head and looked towards the source of the sound.In sight, Song Huaijin was wearing a hospital gown and sitting on the bed.

He had gauze wrapped around his forehead and plaster casts on his hands, making him look miserable.However, his expression was still the same as before, calm and composed, without the slightest morbidity.

"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you?" This must be very painful!

Her frowning and concerned expression made Song Huaijin feel slightly happy.He raised his eyebrows and said casually, "It's nothing, I fell down."

Pei Hang: "..."

"Did you fall? Where did you fall from? How did you fall like this?" Obviously she only scratched the skin when she fell on the ground.

With Mr. Song's appearance like this, he must have just rolled down the stairs!

Song Huaijin's mouth curled up slightly, but she didn't answer.

After a while, he looked at Qian Mengmeng, "Where's the fruit basket?"

As soon as the fruit basket was mentioned, Qian Mengmeng panicked.

"Fruit, fruit basket..." She looked around guiltily, and unexpectedly caught a glimpse of the fruit basket she bought, followed by a bunch of exquisite high-end fruit baskets, on the table in the living room of the ward.

Pointing, Qian Mengmeng said confidently, "It's there."

Raising her eyebrows, Song Huaijin looked in the direction of her finger, and as expected, she saw it and knew it was something casually bought from the supermarket at the door.

Fearing that Song Huaijin would question her, Qian Mengmeng explained first, "The beautiful nurse brought it up for me. I thought you didn't want to see me, so I just..."

"Peel an apple." Song Huaijin interrupted her.

Peel, peel an apple?Qian Mengmeng blinked, and asked Song Huaijin for confirmation, "Do you want an apple?"

"What, can't you?"

"Yes, yes, but I think pineapple is more delicious." Qian Mengmeng didn't notice Song Huaijin's raised eyebrows at all, let alone Pei Hang's twitching face behind him.

Pineapples, luckily she figured out to peel pineapples in the ward!
There was silence in the ward, and after a while, Song Huaijin said, "Then pineapple."

(End of this chapter)