Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Zhuo Bi stepped forward and stretched out his hands to support the back of the chair.

"Ask for water, don't make trouble." Zhuo Bi's voice was extremely low.

Wenshui listened, he raised his eyes to look at Zhuo Li, looked deeply at Yao Rong, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice: "For the sake of my master Zhuo, I don't know as much as you today."

He said that he reached out and clasped Yao Shengming's wrist, stood up suddenly, stepped forward to look at his eyelids, and checked carefully.

"Zhuo, let's talk outside." Wenshui said, wiped his hands and walked outside.

Zhuo Bi listened, he nodded to Yao Rong, and followed him out.

Wenshui walked to the window, put his hands on one side, and turned to look at Zhuo Bi.

"What's going on?" Zhuo Li asked.

Wenshui stretched out his hands to dig out his ears, leaned forward, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not sick."

"Are you sick?" Zhuo Bi was stunned for a moment when he listened.

When he entered the ward, he felt a little strange, Yao Shengming's demeanor always felt that there was something wrong.

Wen Shui put his left hand in his pocket, put his right hand on Zhuo Bi's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "You said last time that there are no women, so let's have supper together in a blink of an eye?"

"How do you know her?" Zhuo Bi didn't answer, but asked instead.

Wenshui was a little guilty. If he dared to say that he peeked at Zhuo Bi's phone and ran to the school twice on a whim to see what she looked like, he would definitely be beaten to death by Zhuo Bi.

"Young Master, I am happy." Wen Shui looked unnatural, strode towards the elevator, and said to him when entering the elevator: "These two have an unusual relationship, they pretend to be sick, do you want to expose it?"

Zhuo Bi listened, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

After smoking, he turned back to the ward, looked at Yao Shengming on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it very hard for you to do this?"

After he finished speaking and turned around, Yao Shengming's eyelids moved and opened.

Yao Rong came out of the bathroom, Zhuo Bi said goodbye to her and left.

She walked to the hospital bed, pulled the quilt for Yao Shengming, picked up her phone, and saw the message Zhuo Bi sent her: "Stop staying up late, go to bed early."

"You want to take care of it?" She texted back.

Zhuo Bi was sitting in the driver's seat, and when he saw her reply, he made up a note: "Of course, I kissed, I don't care, who cares?"

Yao Rong froze for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to touch his tender lips, and felt a tingling sensation.

"Hehe." Yao Rong laughed softly, but did not reply to his message.

She put the phone in her pocket, turned around and walked to the window, opened the window, closed her eyes and let the wind wake her up.

Although she was worried about Yao Shengming in the hospital, but for some reason, Zhuo Bi's appearance made her previous haze dissipate instantly, and her mood improved instantly.

Yao Shengming turned his head and looked at Yao Rong's figure.

His hands were clenched into fists, it was true that he was hit by a car, and it was true that he was injured, but it was false that he was unconscious all the time! He just wanted to keep her by his side to accompany him for a while, even for a while.

He has been by her side since childhood.

He thought she would last her whole life, but unexpectedly something happened suddenly, someone seemed to break into her life, which caught him off guard. He wanted to save her, but he always seemed to miss it and was always one step late.

When he got up just now, he saw her and Zhuo Bi eating supper outside, with a smile he had never seen before.

"Rong Rong, what on earth should I do?" Yao Shengming kept shouting in his heart, struggling and suffering.

Yao Rong turned around, he closed his eyes tightly, and let go of his hands unnaturally.

"Kukou." The door was pushed open, and the assistant walked in.

"Miss, you go back to rest first. I will keep watch tonight. When Mr. Yao wakes up, I have something to talk to him." The assistant stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Alright." Yao Rong listened, she reached out to pick up the bag, looked at Yao Shengming, and stretched out her hand to pull the quilt for him: "Thank you for your hard work, I will come back tomorrow."

"Okay." The assistant sent her out and closed the door.