When patients see a doctor, they are most afraid of seeing too many expressions on the doctor's face.

Sakura asked fearfully: "What's wrong with me? Do I have some terminal disease?"

Hu Yu frowned slightly, but quickly smiled and comforted: "It's okay, you also have a bad rest. I will buy you some medicinal materials in a while and stew them in chicken soup. You will be fine after drinking it.

.”

Xiaoying patted her chest, her heart almost jumped out of her throat just now, and she said reassuringly: "It's okay, it's okay. I'll trouble Sister Hu Yu. I'll find a time another day and let's go out to have a big meal alone."

"You don't have to be so polite." When Xiaoying was about to leave the room, Hu Yu said again: "Sister Xiaoying, please don't be too tired." [

"Yeah, I know."

Hu Yu stood at the door, looking at Xiaoying's back, the expression on his face was indescribably complicated.

Luo Qing is still lying in the hospital. The people sent by Sister Meng to take care of Luo Qing today are Luo Yawei and Wu Xiaoxiao. They are not very harmonious like Ye Yao and Ouyang Danlu.

Sister Meng was not idle either and had been taking care of Lang Xie. She didn’t know what kind of injury Lang Xie suffered. Sister Meng looked at the bandage wrapped around Lang Xie’s body. She originally wanted to take it apart and take a look, but when she was about to take action, she thought about it.

never mind.

It was noon that day, and Han Qing had not come back yet, but Sister Meng was very angry. This kid was crazy. When he came back, he was asked to clean the bathroom. All the bathrooms were handed over to him and he was asked to clean them for a week.

No, a week is too little, at least a month.

"Ahem!"

Sister Meng was standing by the window thinking, when she heard Langxie's cough, she turned around and found that Langxie had already woken up.

"You're awake, what's wrong with you?" Sister Meng helped Lang Xie sit up, and carefully placed two pillows on Lang Xie's back.

Langxie was a little flattered. During the half-day stay at the Finnish nightclub, she heard from many people how important Han Qing was to Sister Meng. Of course, she could also guess how important Han Qing was to Sister Meng.

.

Han Qing almost lost his life because of her a while ago. Is the woman in front of him so kind that she doesn't hold a grudge because of that incident?

Sister Meng poured a glass of warm water. Langxie was very moved, and the corners of her eyes were moist. Her first words were to ask Sister Meng: "I almost killed Han Qing, don't you hate me?"

Sister Meng smiled bitterly and said: "Hate, why don't you hate. But, things are over, what can hate solve? Fundamentally solve your hatred for Han Qing, that's what I want

the result of."

Langxie was speechless. She felt ashamed in front of Sister Meng.

Sister Meng consoled her: "The fact that you are so seriously injured and you can come here again means that your hatred towards Han Qing is gone, right? By the way, how did you get injured? Who is so cruel?

Beat you like this?"

After hearing Sister Meng's words, Langxie already knew in his heart that Han Qing had not come back yet.

Looking up at the smile on Sister Meng's face, she couldn't speak. Could she accept the news of Han Qing's death? Moreover, Han Qing died because of Lang Xie, so Lang Xie couldn't speak even more.

Sister Meng originally thought that Lang Xie was unwilling to say it, but she didn't expect that Lang Xie actually shed tears and comforted her: "Sister, if you have anything to tell me, I will definitely help you if you can do it. Don't cry yet."

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be beautiful.”

Langxie choked up and said: "Meng...Sister Meng, can I also call you that?"

Sister Meng smiled and said: "Of course, as long as you are willing."[

Langxie suddenly threw herself into Sister Meng's arms and cried uncontrollably: "Han Qing, Han Qing..."

Sister Meng had already sensed something was wrong. She suppressed her anxiety and asked, "Do you know where Han Qing went?"

Langxie nodded vigorously and said: "Han Qing... Han Qing..."

At this moment, the door was pushed open.

Han Qing stood at the door with a careless look and said, "What's wrong with me? You're not going to frame my strong woman for fucking you again, are you?"

When Langxie heard Han Qing's voice, he was suddenly startled and looked at the door. It was Han Qing. Where did he die? Isn't that a good thing!

Seeing that something was wrong with Langxie, Sister Meng was a little worried at first, but now she saw Han Qing standing at the door, and her heart was relieved.

Han Qing didn't show up all night last night, and she didn't show up all morning. Sister Meng felt angry and said angrily: "You bastard, go clean the bathroom for me quickly, from the first floor to the eighth floor, clean it up.

I'm going to check it out later. By the way, there's another good thing. Starting from today, I will assign you to be the 'director' for one month. Of course, the hygiene will be taken care of by you."

Han Qing almost vomited blood and said aggrievedly: "Sister Meng, why? I didn't do anything wrong?"

Sister Meng said forcefully: "You still dare to resist? Okay, two months!"

Han Qing almost burst into tears and said, "Sister Meng, I..."

"Three months!"

"Sister Meng..."

"Four months!"

"..."

Han Qing never dared to open her mouth and say a word again. If things continued like this, the nightclub would no longer have to hire cleaners.

Han Qing left with a feeling of grievance, alas! Women are just like the weather, they can change at any time.

Naturally, Han Qing did not dare to disobey Sister Meng's order, so she reluctantly took the bucket and mop from the hands of the cleaning aunties, and got to work.

Han Qing went to clean the bathroom again!

Damn it! I just clean the bathroom. Is it worth you being so excited?

Cleaning started from the first floor and went all the way to the eighth floor. Damn it, Han Qing was so tired that she was sweating profusely.

It was the last bathroom, and Han Qing squatted on the bucket, smoking a cigarette.[

Hearing footsteps behind him, Han Qing thought he was here to laugh at him again, but when he looked back, he saw that it was Lang Xie who looked much better.

"Sister, if you don't have a good rest in bed, what are you doing here?" Han Qing asked.

Langxie's face was still as cold as ever, but her current coldness was somewhat different from before. As for the detailed difference, it was unclear. It seemed that there were many things hidden beneath the coldness.

"Of course I'm here to see your joke."

"If I had known, it would still be like this, sister, your heart is made of stone." Han Qing smoked a cigarette depressedly, Damn! I almost had my hair cut off because of you. I originally thought that when you saw my brother, you would abandon the past grievances and grudges.

I threw myself into my brother’s arms and played with him in the water.

But now, alas!

Langxie wanted to refute and argue for himself, but he hesitated.

She turned around and looked at the sunset outside the window. When she turned around, a tear flew down and landed on Han Qing's face. Han Qing thought there was a leak somewhere. He would never believe that Lang Xie would die.

Cried because of him.
Chapter completed!