Broken Love: Satan,Leave Me Alone

About an hour later, the door to the operating room opened.

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Miao tensed up and subconsciously looked at he Hanchuan for fear that he would rush through now and cause emotional ups and downs in the evening.

But he Hanchuan just looked into the operating room for a while, did not move, and then asked the doctor, "how?"

"No problem." The doctor took off his mask, wiped the sweat on his head and said, "Miss Xiang is too weak. She needs a good rest. If you don't know what to do with Miss, don't ask her to visit her

Listening to this, Zhou Miao swallowed his mouth water and took a dim glance at he Hanchuan. The last time I peeked at him, I met him looking at her. She felt cold all over. She quickly lowered her head and did not dare to aim at her randomly.

“…… Well. " He Hanchuan looked into the operating room for a while, his knuckled fingers slightly clenched, and soon released them. He turned and walked toward the elevator.

Zhou Miao looks at his back, his back is slightly loose, but his nerves are still tight.

"Your name is Zhou Miao?" He Hanchuan suddenly turned around and looked at her and asked.

"Ah?" Zhou Miao gave a thump in his heart. His back straightened up again. His voice trembled and said, "well, my name is Zhou Miao, the Miao of three waters."

He Hanchuan hum a, light way: "give you half a month off."

With that, he went to the elevator and got on the elevator.

When the elevator door was closed, Zhou Miao came to his senses. He said that he would give her half a month's leave? Is it for her to take care of the night?

She lifted her broken hair behind her ear and murmured something in a low voice. She drove the car to the ward with the nurse.

It may be that the anesthetic effect has not subsided, and Zhou Miao is still asleep at night. Zhou Miao feels that he is worried. If she knew that, she would not have said those treacherous words to Mr. He just now.

Ding!

The elevator reaches the first floor.

He Hanchuan got off the elevator and met Jiang qingran at the door when he left the hospital. She was sitting in a wheelchair with a bunch of flowers on her knee. This time, it was not Jiang Qifeng who stood behind the wheelchair, but a servant of the Jiang family.

"Brother Hanchuan." Jiang qingran called out, soft Judo: "do you also come to see the evening?"

He Hanchuan glanced at her, pulled his lips and asked, "how do you know I'm here?"

"Ah?" Jiang qingran's pretty face appeared a little surprised, and then laughed, "brother Hanchuan is not misunderstood? I didn't come to the hospital today to see you. I came to see you later

He Hanchuan sneered and didn't speak. He turned around and walked cleanly.

"Brother Hanchuan!" Jiang qingran frowned a little, quickly released, and called out to him, "in addition to visiting the evening, I have some small things I want to talk to you about."

He Hanchuan stopped, turned around, but did not come back. Instead, he looked at her from a distance, smiling rather than laughing, "Uncle Wu told you I was here?"

Uncle Wu is the driver of he's family. His mother won't tell qingran about his whereabouts. There's only Uncle Wu left.

"I have something to look for you, so I asked Wu Shu. Don't think about it." Jiang qingran sighed with a sigh, some helplessness between his eyebrows and eyes.

He Hanchuan chuckled, "what do you think? Do you always know where I am with Uncle Wu? "

"I just said, don't think about it. Brother Hanchuan just put such a big pot on Wu Shu. Wu Shu died unjustly." Jiang qingran bit his lip and was angry with him.

He Hanchuan stood in the backlight to look at her, eyebrows and eyes caged in a shadow, can not see the look.

"After the visit, I want to talk to brother Hanchuan about something. Is it convenient?" Jiang qingran gently broke the silence between them.

He Hanchuan did not say that Fang was inconvenient, but said: "these days you do not come to see late."

"You are not afraid of what I will do to the evening?" Jiang qingran chuckled bitterly, "Xiangwan is my former friend after all, and there are so many people in the hospital. I just want to do something about it, and I have no chance."

"Brother Hanchuan thinks of me so maliciously, which really makes me sad."

He Hanchuan lifted his eyelids, eyebrows dyed with a light sarcasm, "you appear in front of the evening, is already what to do to her."

Jiang qingran's body was stiff for a while, and the bitterness of her eyes was a little bit more.

She did not speak, but the maid behind her couldn't help it. "Mr. He, Mr. He, did such an unforgivable thing to our young lady. Our miss not only gave up suing her carelessly, but also visited her sincerely in the hospital regardless of the past suspicion."

"But that's what you say about us, miss. It's too confusing!"

He Hanchuan glanced at the maid lightly. The maid who was still angry just now bowed her head and did not dare to look at him. However, his anger and unwillingness did not subside.

He turned his head slightly, his eyes fell on Jiang qingran, and said slowly: "those who can forgive the murderers who want to kill themselves and treat each other well regardless of past suspicion can be divided into three categories: saints, pseudo saints, real villains, and people with no brains."He bent over and looked at Jiang qingran, one word at a time and said, "but I don't think qingran is a saint or a person with a bad brain."

The smile on Jiang qingran's face almost couldn't be maintained. She bit her lips, and her eyes were covered with a layer of water light. She looked particularly moving, "brother Hanchuan, you..."

"Don't you want to talk to me? Let's go. " He Hanchuan did not look at her more, indifferently took back his eyes, turned to go out.

"Miss, general manager he, this is bloody!" The maid stares at he Hanchuan's back, fiercely, but tries to lower her voice to avoid being heard by the people in front of her.

Jiang qingran smile, gentle but bitter said: "don't talk nonsense, brother Hanchuan is not that kind of person."

As she spoke, she wheeled her wheelchair out.

The maid looked at the flowers on her knee and hesitated: "that Shall we not visit Miss Xiang

Jiang qingran stopped in her wheelchair, picked up the flower on her knee, handed it to her, and said, "throw it away. The flower smells a little choking. I'll buy another flower to see the evening."

"Oh." The servant pushed the wheelchair forward, frowned and said, "if you want me to tell you, this murderer is not worthy of your visit at night. How can the white eyed wolf's heart be covered with heat?"

Jiang qingran chuckled and said in a soft voice, "no matter how, it will always be my friend before the evening. She is unkind and I can't be unjust."

It was nearly six o'clock in the afternoon and the two entered the nearest Japanese food store.

Jiang qingran ordered a pile of things, then looked at he Hanchuan and said: "brother Hanchuan likes to eat, I have almost ordered, you see if there is anything to add."

"No more." He said.

With some people, ordering is a waste, because there is no mood to eat.

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