President's Runaway Lover

The bright sun shines through the clouds and the moon. The senior ward of Qingshi municipal hospital is bright and clean. There is a woman lying on the hospital bed. Her head is surrounded by thick white gauze. She can't see her original face clearly. Only her thin arms and beautiful hair scattered with a pillow are clearly visible.

There was a faint voice outside. It seemed that it should be the woman's relatives and nurses.

"How's it going?"

"Well, Miss Qi is in good shape today. All indicators are normal. Just wait to wake up."

"Well, it's hard. Go down."

The door was quietly pushed open, repeating the cold mechanical sound of the ticking instrument just now, and then the heavy, laborious sound of snoring air into the lungs.

Qi Ruan slowly walked to the window and looked at the man on the bed. The heavy breath poured into his ears, and then hit his heart. It seemed that there was only the breath in the world. He was a little out of breath. Finally, he looked away and looked out of the window.

I don't even know. The person lying in bed is Qi Yurou. No one thought that Qi Yurou was determined to change her face and use her pseudonym, Qi Mei, in order to return to Si Nanyuan.

When Qi Yurou found him, Qi Ruan was really surprised. Listening to the rumors outside, it said that Qi Yurou was crazy. Didn't Qi Shaowei take her to the United States?

"I want you to help me." In a word, Qi Ruan was full of confidence. Qi Ruan was a little funny. Where did he get such great confidence and looked at her playfully.

At the beginning, when Qi Shaowei's behavior towards his mother was exposed, Qi Ruan didn't hate Qi Yurou for taking everything that should belong to his own sister, but after hating, there was only pity left.

So now Qi Ruan didn't express a clear refusal. He just picked his sword eyebrow and asked in a rogue tone, "what's the condition?"

"Lu Jingxiao." Qi Yurou said faintly. The light of her eyes has been staring at Qi Ruan. She is gambling.

Looking at Qi Yurou's eyes, Qi Ruan flashed for a moment. Maybe they are the same people in their hearts. They love but can't let go.

"Deal." Qi Ruan straightened up, picked up the tea cup on the table and said faintly.

"What do you want to do?" Qi Ruan asked.

"A new look."

Although the voice was light, Qi Ruan listened earnestly, and his hand holding the tea cup stopped in mid air.

"What, have you figured it out?" Qi Ruan looked at Qi Yurou suspiciously.

The popular point of change is the lineup. With Si Nanyuan's familiarity with Qi Yurou, it is absolutely impossible to just open the corner of his eye and pad a mountain root. If you want to avoid Si Nanyuan's suspicion, you must greatly transform your whole body, including the sound line.

This not only means a high amount of money, but also means that we must bear the pain that ordinary people can't bear, especially in the later stage of rehabilitation. Once something goes wrong, we may be completely destroyed.

Such a big risk, only Qi Yurou dares to mention, not love to the depths, no one will take such a big risk.

"Think about it." Qi Yurou has neither wind nor LAN in her eyes, but her eyes are faint, but the depths of her pupils reveal a stubborn spirit.

"OK, let me help you." He slowly took back his hand and gently sipped the edge of the tea cup. Qi Ruan bowed his head.

The plan is carried out step by step, including Lu Jingxiao's children. They are all part of Qi Yurou's plan. It is the so-called East to west. Qi Yurou knows that it is impossible for Si Nanyuan to return to Si Nanyuan so openly. Curve national salvation is to take Lu Jingxiao's children away, distract Si Nanyuan's attention and come back by himself.

Take risks in desperation.

There was a sudden movement in the ventilator. Qi Ruan pressed the button next to him. After a while, a group of doctors and nurses came. For a moment, Qi Ruan stepped back.

Qi Yurou wakes up. This is what he expected. He has too much obsession in his heart. How can he leave so unwilling.

When he woke up, the game began. Qi Ruan Feng's thin lips hooked and spit out a wisp of light smoke. Before a smoke circle was formed, it drifted away.

Sinanyuan was going crazy. He thought a lot and was rejected by himself one by one.

Captain Zhang patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "don't think too much. Now, no news is the best news."

This is also suitable for people who stand and talk without backache. Now every minute is a kind of suffering for Si Nanyuan.

Is it Qiao Zhengjin, but according to the informant arranged around Qiao Zhengjin, Qiao Zhengjin has no chance at all. Moreover, this is not Qiao Zhengjin's behavior style.

"Boss, have a glass of water." Sima is also worried. He comes over and puts a glass of water on the table.

This feeling was the last thing Si Nanyuan wanted to aftertaste. He was isolated and helpless. The sense of failure swept through his heart again and again. With a crash, all the bits and pieces on the table were swept down by Si Nanyuan.

Simao and captain Zhang looked at each other. They didn't dare to interrupt. They didn't know how to interrupt.

"Look, until you find it." The original black and white eyes are now full of red blood. The green tendons on the back of his hand are exposed. Si Nanyuan is already in a manic state.

Captain Zhang shook his head in the back, said nothing and withdrew from the conference room.

Si Mo always obeys Si Nanyuan's orders. After exiting the meeting room, he begins to plan the working area of his subordinates in his heart.

Si Nanyuan was the only one left in the conference room of Nuo University. He stood stunned and looked at a pile of messy things on the ground.

After taking off the gauze, Qi Yurou still covered her eyes. The doctor was afraid that she hadn't touched the light for too long. Suddenly, her eyes couldn't stand it. From his forehead to his chin, he made changes. Although he hasn't spoken yet, Qi Ruan knows that he can muddle sinanyuan through like this.

Si Nanyuan doesn't care about Qi Yurou. Maybe it has become a good thing now.

"How's it going?" Qi Ruan took out his lighter, looked at Qi Yurou and put it down again.

"How are things going?" Qi Yurou ignored Qi Ruan's questions and made a hoarse and ugly voice in her pale lips,

This is the voice change period, which can not be avoided.

Qi Ruan frowned, his fingers kept turning the lighter and said, "don't talk first. Let's wait until you're better."

Lying on the hospital bed, Qi Yurou didn't say anything. She seemed to fall asleep again and didn't make any noise again.

"I'll go first. I'll let Mrs. Wang come and see you later." Qi Ruan straightened his collar, and his voice was very quiet, as if he was afraid of making a noise to Qi Yurou.

In fact, strictly speaking, Qi Yurou is indeed dead. This is Qi Mei lying in the hospital bed.

This was Qi Yurou's name at that time. Qi Ruan now thinks it's funny. Qi and Qi, haven't they stayed at home enough.