Host, You're Targeted

Su Lin was awakened by the noise outside.

I don't know where the noise came from. The wheels rolled and the voices of people talking and shouting mixed together and ran slowly towards the distance.

The voice gradually went down, as if someone had turned down the volume key in his ear.

Five senses gradually recovered, he can smell the smell of disinfectant, also can feel the thin quilt on his body.

He opened his eyes and saw the ceiling of the hospital. The orange light covered the whole ward.

"Well, I see. Shut up." Someone was talking at the door. "Come on, come on. Go back to your clinic."

The door of the ward was opened and closed. Su Lin turned her head and looked at the people who came in.

Zhou Qifeng didn't wear a suit. He wore a shirt and trousers, and his feet were shoes. It was a common dress in the workplace.

As soon as he turned and Su Lin on the hospital bed, he immediately stopped his steps.

He stood with his back against the door, his hand still on the handle.

A strange silence spread between the two.

All of a sudden, Zhou Qifeng opened the door of the ward, turned and stepped out half a step, and called out to Chu Hangyuan, who had not gone far.

"Ah yuan! He is awake

Chu Hangyuan immediately hopped over and ran directly to Su Lin's bedside.

He touched the temperature of Su Lin's forehead and checked Su Lin's physical condition.

"Still dizzy?"

Su Lin shook his head.

"Where else does it hurt?"

Su Lin takes a glance at Zhou Qifeng who comes slowly and shakes his head.

"It's no big deal. Just have a good rest these days." Chu Hangyuan said to Zhou Qifeng, "it's ok if you get rid of the fever and wake up, but you still need to pay attention to the bruises and sprains on his leg. The other is anti-inflammatory drugs. Cough, remember to apply them."

Zhou Qifeng turned his head and coughed uneasily. Su Lin looked at him and Chu Hangyuan. He felt something, and his face turned red.

Chu Hangyuan saw Zhou Qifeng's uncomfortable appearance for the first time. He especially wanted to take a camera for him to photograph and laugh at him every day in the future.

However, he just thought that he was not bored to this extent.

He said to Su Lin, whose complexion did not know why he suddenly got better: "if those marks on your body are not bruised, they will disappear in a few days. If you wake up tomorrow morning and find that there are bruises, just boil a few eggs and roll them on your body. I don't think there should be a lot of bruises and there's no need to prescribe a lot of prescription drugs

Speaking of this, Chu Hangyuan pointed to the next week's Qifeng, "anyway, he has money. He has to buy more for you to roll, buy a dozen back, and ask him to cook and shell him. For men, there must be a sense of responsibility. "

Su Lin did not answer, quietly pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

Chu Hang Yuan watched the child slowly disappear under the quilt, clinging to his thigh and not laughing.

Oh, Hello, what a novelty. He really opened his eyes today.

Where did Zhou Qifeng find such a shy little cute girl?

If you want to fall in love with someone like Zhou Qifeng, you must be able to hook up with someone like Zhou Qifeng. This child is a piece of white paper! How could he actively collude with Zhou Qifeng?

Since it is not the child's initiative, then it is

Chu Hangyuan seemed to know something of a big secret. He opened his mouth and turned to Zhou Qifeng, "ah, that's how it is!"

Zhou Qifeng frowned and looked at him with silly eyes, "when are you going to the brain department?"