When the housekeeper spoke, he pulled her back to her senses from her meditation.

Suddenly, she bounced up and said, "What time is it now?"

"Miss Lin, it's already nine o'clock." The butler looked at her in shock, not understanding why.

Lin Qianqian shouted terrible, quickly pulled her bag and walked out. The butler quickly called her: "Miss Lin, where are you going? Are you waiting for the young master to wake up?"

"I..., I'll go and make a phone call." Oh my God, she forgot the promise she made with her son.

I wonder if he had supper?

I wonder if she was angry that she broke her promise?

Lin Qianqian couldn't take care of the housekeeper, so she opened the door of the ward and walked out.

Deng Liang was waiting outside the door. When he saw her rushing out in a panic, he was shocked: "Miss Lin, Mr. Yan..."

Lin Qianqian pressed her cell phone and thought about it, and decided to rush back to the small villa to take a look.

The day after her son arrived in China, she didn't accompany him at noon. She had made an appointment to have dinner together, but now she broke the appointment because of Yan Mubei.

No, it's better to go back quickly.

"He's fine. I made an appointment with a friend for dinner, so I'll leave first."

"...Are you leaving now? If Mr. Yan asks."

"Let him call me." After that, she hurriedly trotted away.

Seeing this, Deng Liang could not even hold on, so he quickly called the bodyguard guarding downstairs to ask them to pay attention and also sent someone to protect her.

...

Besides, after Lin Qianqian walked into the elevator, she looked up and couldn't help but be stunned: "Zhi Xuan?"

Shangguan Zhixuan was also stunned and his eyes were bright: "Qianqian, I was about to call you."

He and her have never contacted her since they separated last time in the hotel.

First, he is busy with the company's official business, second, he is injured and spends his spare time on follow-up visits.

It was just a holiday tomorrow, so he wanted to call her to meet her.

I didn't expect to meet here.

After the surprise, he couldn't help but ask with concern: "Why are you in the hospital? Are you sick?"

He couldn't help but feel nervous when he remembered her dysmenorrhea in the hotel.

The elevator door slowly closed, Lin Qianqian pressed the first floor button and replied to him: "It's not that I'm sick, it's Yan Mubei who has a fever. By the way, why are you here?"

The three words Yan Mubei changed Shangguan Zhixuan's face.

However, he quickly replied to Changse, pretending that he didn't hear it, and said, "I'm here to follow up."

"Re-examination?" Hearing this, Lin Qianqian's attention was attracted and she turned her face to look at him: "Aren't you in a private hospital? Why did you suddenly transfer to the hospital?"

That private hospital is very awesome, with the most advanced medical technology and equipment, but only accepts officials and businessmen with backgrounds.

It doesn’t matter to ordinary people, and it’s impossible to move in.

Logically speaking, it would be best for him to follow up in that private hospital.

"My condition is much better now, you don't have to worry." Shangguan Zhixuan smiled and explained: "The director of a private hospital ordered me to come here for a follow-up visit, mainly because the attending doctors here came from a foreign country to communicate and talk about the brain nerves.

The department has a certain authority, and he hopes I can do a more detailed inspection."

Neurology?

Lin Qianqian's body trembled slightly as if she was touched.

I remembered Shangguan Zhiwen once said that his brother had hemorrhage in his left brain, which may have sequelae.

At that time, he told her that his brother was not aware of it.

Lin Qianqian looked at Shangguan Zhixuan carefully and found that the man was much more innocent than before being injured.

When the housekeeper spoke, he pulled her back to her senses from her meditation.

Suddenly, she bounced up and said, "What time is it now?"

"Miss Lin, it's already nine o'clock." The butler looked at her in shock, not understanding why.

Lin Qianqian shouted terrible, quickly pulled her bag and walked out. The butler quickly called her: "Miss Lin, where are you going? Are you waiting for the young master to wake up?"

"I..., I'll go and make a phone call." Oh my God, she forgot the promise she made with her son.

I wonder if he had supper?

I wonder if she was angry that she broke her promise?

Lin Qianqian couldn't take care of the housekeeper, so she opened the door of the ward and walked out.

Deng Liang was waiting outside the door. When he saw her rushing out in a panic, he was shocked: "Miss Lin, Mr. Yan..."

Lin Qianqian pressed her cell phone and thought about it, and decided to rush back to the small villa to take a look.

The day after her son arrived in China, she didn't accompany him at noon. She had made an appointment to have dinner together, but now she broke the appointment because of Yan Mubei.

No, it's better to go back quickly.

"He's fine. I made an appointment with a friend for dinner, so I'll leave first."

"...Are you leaving now? If Mr. Yan asks."

"Let him call me." After that, she hurriedly trotted away.

Seeing this, Deng Liang could not even hold on, so he quickly called the bodyguard guarding downstairs to ask them to pay attention and also sent someone to protect her.

...

Besides, after Lin Qianqian walked into the elevator, she looked up and couldn't help but be stunned: "Zhi Xuan?"

Shangguan Zhixuan was also stunned and his eyes were bright: "Qianqian, I was about to call you."

He and her have never contacted her since they separated last time in the hotel.

First, he is busy with the company's official business, second, he is injured and spends his spare time on follow-up visits.

It was just a holiday tomorrow, so he wanted to call her to meet her.

I didn't expect to meet here.

After the surprise, he couldn't help but ask with concern: "Why are you in the hospital? Are you sick?"

He couldn't help but feel nervous when he remembered her dysmenorrhea in the hotel.

The elevator door slowly closed, Lin Qianqian pressed the first floor button and replied to him: "It's not that I'm sick, it's Yan Mubei who has a fever. By the way, why are you here?"

The three words Yan Mubei changed Shangguan Zhixuan's face.

However, he quickly replied to Changse, pretending that he didn't hear it, and said, "I'm here to follow up."

"Re-examination?" Hearing this, Lin Qianqian's attention was attracted and she turned her face to look at him: "Aren't you in a private hospital? Why did you suddenly transfer to the hospital?"

That private hospital is very awesome, with the most advanced medical technology and equipment, but only accepts officials and businessmen with backgrounds.

It doesn’t matter to ordinary people, and it’s impossible to move in.

Logically speaking, it would be best for him to follow up in that private hospital.

"My condition is much better now, you don't have to worry." Shangguan Zhixuan smiled and explained: "The director of a private hospital ordered me to come here for a follow-up visit, mainly because the attending doctors here came from a foreign country to communicate and talk about the brain nerves.

The department has a certain authority, and he hopes I can do a more detailed inspection."

Neurology?

Lin Qianqian's body trembled slightly as if she was touched.

I remembered Shangguan Zhiwen once said that his brother had hemorrhage in his left brain, which may have sequelae.

At that time, he told her that his brother was not aware of it.
Chapter completed!