After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Five days later.

Lin Xiaoran received the news that the Pei family would come to propose a marriage, and hurriedly go through the discharge procedures, and by the way, drove Xia Qing out of the maternity hospital.

It was still a little cold in Jin City in April, Xia Qing wrapped his thin windbreaker, dragged his heavy body and looked at the passing car of the Lin family, and raised his eyebrows.

Lin Xiaqing had an accident after the college entrance examination. Two months later, he found out that he was pregnant. After applying for Yanjing Medical University, he took a leave of absence from school.

Now that seven months have passed, she should have been in medical university.

The original owner hated that family, and Xia Qing didn't like the so-called Lin family, but some things had to be resolved by returning to the Lin family.

After hiring a TAXI, Xia Qing reported the address of the Lin family in Nancheng.

When the car passed by Cheng Ai Hospital, Xia Qing raised her eyes subconsciously and stared at the white three-dimensional building where she worked for a year.

After graduating from Yale, she was a trainee at Cleveland Hospital for three years. She became famous because of a thoracotomy, and then returned to China. Who would have thought that it would take only one year...

Looking at the white cloth hanging high across the hospital, Xia Qing frowned, "Master, do you know what happened at Chengai Hospital?"

The driver didn't want to deal with this ugly fat man, and thought of her home address again, with a somewhat complimenting tone, "Have you not heard? The youngest surgeon in Cheng Ai Hospital died suddenly in the operating room, and their director was deeply saddened. , The whole hospital mourns, it is said that a lot of big people have been disturbed! It's a pity, why did he die suddenly at such a young age..."

The last sentence is a bit of a pity.

Xia Qing didn't say a word, and there was a trace of melancholy in her eyes, yes, why did she die at such a young age.

He died, he died, and he was reborn on a fat man...

I don't know if Grandpa, Senior Brother and the others see who they are now... That's all, I won't scare them for the time being.

The car passed through the city center and entered the villa area in Nancheng, but was blocked at the entrance of the community.

"I'm Lin Xiaqing from No. 1, Building 28." Xia Qing's mobile phone had long been thrown by Li Suying's mother and daughter, and she had no money on her body. She needed a car to go directly to Lin Guofu to pay.

"Sorry, this is a private villa area, you can't enter without access control." The security guard glanced at the fat woman who looked like a pig's head in a cheap taxi, and bluntly refused, he would not let irrelevant people into the community casually.

Xia Qing frowned and was about to speak when the driver pressed impatiently and urged, "Girl, you'd better pay me first, a total of two hundred and seven."

"I didn't bring a cell phone." Xia Qing was a little embarrassed, she had never been embarrassed by money in her last life.

"You can also pay in cash." The driver's tone was already bad.

"I didn't bring it either."

"Damn, you're taking a bully car!" The gentle driver just now suddenly changed his face and roared loudly. The polite girl turned into a dead fat man. Ordinary facial features with no memory were brought on. contempt.

Xia Qing's face darkened slightly, "I'll have someone pay you if you send me in."

"How do I know if you're fooling me? Brother, is this fat man from your community?" The driver was a little cowardly. After all, this villa area is either rich or expensive. He didn't want to really offend people and just got out of the car and asked the security guard. .

"I haven't seen it before." The community security guard replied affirmatively, even though he didn't even look at the fat Xia Qing.

The taxi driver immediately exploded, "Pay, if you don't pay today, let's see how I treat you, you'll be ugly, you still have money, can't pay the taxi, don't know how to take the bus or the subway? MD How unlucky!"

Xia Qing's face was pale and green. She had seen all kinds of people in the hospital. The seemingly peaceful people in the market could always be friendly with others when they didn't hurt their own interests. Sichuan Opera.

"I can make a phone call and have it delivered." Lin Xiaqing remembered Lin Guofu's number. She was betting on whether the father of the original owner still had any affection for the original owner. If there was no her, there would be other ways.

"Alright, what if you can't do it!" The driver was aggressive.

"No." Xia Qing answered decisively, as long as Lin Guofu could answer the phone, she would definitely let him pay.

The driver handed the phone to Xia Qing suspiciously, but he didn't know that Xia Qing would be hung up as soon as he called out, and he would call again and hang up.

"Damn, tell me, how do you want to pay it back?" The driver grabbed his mobile phone and looked at Xia Qing aggressively.

Xia Qing was silent, thinking back to her original bank account and the feasibility of withdrawing money, but the taxi driver couldn't wait, and when he was unprepared, he pushed her to the ground, and planned to do it, "Fat fat..."

"Excuse me, what happened?" A gentle male voice sounded, but it was not loud, but he stopped the rude driver, and then the door opened, and a tall and handsome man walked down.

Xia Qing raised his head and saw the face he had only seen a few days ago. He was slightly stunned, and suddenly said, "Lend me two hundred and seven, and I will treat you."

Pei Zhengyang lowered his head, and smiled lightly after the accident, "Heal me?"

"Yes."

"By you?" As if listening to a joke.

The Pei family has been seeking medical treatment for him for many years. Due to the special surgical location, blind sutures are required, and because of the rare panda blood, the speed requirements are extremely strict, so the operation dragged on for many years, until he inherited the 18-needle method from an ancient medical family but graduated from Yale Cardiac Surgery. When Xia Qing returned from Cleveland, he had hope. It was originally Xia Qing's next operation, but it was a pity that he died.

"Then do you borrow it?" Xia Qing didn't answer Pei Zhengyang's question, a pair of black peach eyes stared at the handsome and clean man.

He is obviously fat, but his eyes are calm and confident. Those eyes are like gems in the gravel, and they can be dazzling with a little wipe.

Such a fat woman with such beautiful eyes.

Pei Zhengyang laughed suddenly, like a spring breeze in March, he squatted down and put Xia Qingheng's two legs on the ground flat and aligned.

"Don't borrow it." He was decisive and the tone was pleasant.

Xia Qing looked at his legs, and then at the handsome face enlarged in front of him, "..."

Really sick!