Female CEO's personal driver

Darling, you still live in a single room. You think this hospital is run by your family. Li Wenlong whispered in his heart. However, he still dared not disobey Lin Xuemei's words, but painfully covered his pocket: I don't know if the remaining money is enough?

Money can make Mo push ghosts. Ten minutes later, Lin Xuemei moved into a single ward. Li Wenlong had less than 50 yuan, more than 10000 yuan left in his pocket. In the twinkling of an eye, they all hit the hospital.

Li Wenlong grinned. If he is a patient of a poor family, I don't know if he can afford the high cost.

The hospital, originally a place for curing diseases and saving people, has now become a machine for squeezing people's blood.

Li Wenlong went out to buy some food. When she returned to the ward, Lin Xuemei no longer hung a bottle, her face was bloodstained, and she had put on clothes. This single ward is advanced. It's like a small home. Even an electric iron has been prepared. Otherwise, Lin Xuemei's clothes don't know when she can do well!

"Mr. Lin, have something to eat!" Li Wenlong handed over the lunch box in his hand, but saw Lin Xuemei sitting on the hospital bed without saying a word, looking at herself strangely, and it seemed like a fire in her eyes.

"President Lin.. What's the matter with you?" Li Wenlong carefully put the lunch box in his hand on the bedside table.

"Xiao Li, you close the door." although Lin Xuemei's voice is very light, Li Wenlong feels an inexplicable smell of gunpowder.

"Ah" Li Wenlong didn't react at once.

"I'll let you go and close the door." Lin Xuemei's voice was too high eight degrees, and with an irresistible tone.

Helpless, she turned to close the door. As soon as she turned around, she saw that Lin Xuemei had come to her body. Before Li Wenlong reacted, Lin Xuemei raised her right hand and slapped an ear scraper on Li Wenlong's left face. There was a hot pain on her face in an instant. With the pain, there were four clearly visible finger prints.

After this slap, Li Wenlong was in a hurry. He was busy and had no place to complain about injustice. He slapped his own ear scraper here. Is there any reason? At the moment, Li Wenlong doesn't care about Lin Xuemei's identity as a boss. He reaches out and grabs Lin Xuemei's collar, raises his right hand and wants to fan back.

Seeing Lin Xuemei's angry eyes open and her face pale, Li Wenlong's hand weight fell back again. Beating women is not Li Wenlong's strength.

"Fight, you fight, where's your ability?" Lin Xuemei sticks her neck and angrily towards Li Wenlong. At this time, she has no boss's airs.

"How can I provoke you and save you? Just say a polite word and hit me. Why?" Li Wenlong's words are full of grievances.

"Why? Why do you know "Lin Xuemei said angrily." you said, did you do something to me when I fainted? "

"What did you do?" Li Wenlong muttered, "didn't I just wipe your pants there? You think I'd love to? "

"You..." Lin Xuemei gritted her teeth and pulled Li Wenlong to the bathroom.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Li Wenlong is in a hurry. Why do you transfer the battlefield?

"Tell me, what's going on?" Lin Xuemei yelled at Li Wenlong, pointing to a piece of toilet paper in the wastebasket.