On the way to the hospital, Yang Yu didn't say a word, just drove the car quietly.

Ling Fei sat in the passenger seat and turned her head to look at Yang Yu's childish cheeks. Although the weather was cold, her heart was warm. It seemed that every time she was wronged, Yang Yu could accompany her and give her the most solid support.

"Yang Yu, thank you."

Ling Fei opened her teeth lightly, and her previous annoyance and dislike for Yang Yu disappeared with this sentence of inner gratitude.

Yang Yu was stunned, and a smile that was unconsciously unchecked, but he still looked stern: "I have never seen you so stupid! If I don't come back, will you even want your life?"

Although Yang Yu was blaming herself, Ling Fei could hear that Yang Yu was caring for her and "cut" her tongue out naughtyly. If she showed her relationship with Yang Yu, no one would force Ling Fei to work in the design department, but Ling Fei did not want to do this. After all, there was no substantial relationship between her and Yang Yu, and she was afraid that she would cause any quarrels.

When he arrived at the hospital, Yang Yu settled Ling Fei into bed. Because Ling Fei had only a fever and had no other problems, he just needed an infusion.

Ling Fei had already fallen asleep in a drowsy way. Yang Yu was always sitting by the bed with her. After a few days, he ran back and forth between the three places. Yang Yu was already exhausted, so he fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

"Yang Yu...Yang Yu..." Ling Fei woke up at around 6 pm. Because of the effect of the medicine, her complexion improved a lot, but she saw Yang Yu lying on the edge of the bed, pressing her thighs to sleep. Even though her thighs were numb, Ling Fei couldn't wake up Yang Yu, so she had to endure it with difficulty.

With the loss of time, due to the infusion, Ling Fei's body was getting more and more water, so she wanted to go to the toilet now, so she had no choice but to shake her thighs gently and wake Yang Yu up.

"Ah! Is it over?" Yang Yu suddenly woke up, shook his head and said to himself.

"No..." Ling Fei shook her head: "Well, can you call me a nurse for me?"

"Hmm?" Yang Yu was stunned, supported the edge of the bed with his left hand, and stuck his right hand on Ling Fei's forehead: "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Uh... that... isn't uncomfortable..." Shaking his head awkwardly, Ling Fei's little face turned red with a "brush!", as if he had a high fever again. She was a girl, so it was impossible for her to tell Yang Yu that she wanted to pee...

"Then why are you calling a nurse?" Yang Yu said to himself, but he still got up and walked out of the ward of the room, came to the duty room, and went to help Ling Fei find a nurse.

In the 1980s, the country's medical service system was not yet perfect. Nurses did not say they were on call, and there were only a few nurses in each hospital, and there were not even nurses in smaller hospitals. The patients were basically taken care of by their families.

The nurse had already gotten off work, so Yang Yu had to call the doctor on duty to come over.

However, the doctor on duty was also a man, and almost let Ling Fei spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Little comrade, do you want to go to the toilet?" The doctor is a doctor. As many patients come into contact with, some things can naturally figure out some tricks. No matter what Ling Fei asks, she shook her head. There is only one possibility, that is, she wants to go to the toilet, but she is embarrassed to speak.

"Well..." Seeing that she couldn't hold it in, Ling Fei had to nod, her little face blushed and hot.

"The patient is not big or small, there is nothing to be shy about. He is a family member, just ask him to take you there." The doctor pointed at Yang Yu and said something, turned around and left, leaving Yang Yu and Ling Fei looking at each other awkwardly...

"Do you want to help her..." Unnaturally, Yang Yu was very confused. Maybe he would be called a hooligan again.

"Do you want to ask him for help..." Yang Yu was struggling, Ling Fei was even more struggling. After all, she was a girl, and some things were really hard to speak, but she couldn't hold it in. Is there any woman in the ward? I have had some drip and no stents these days. If the medicine bottle is lower than the height of the arm, the blood will flow backward along the needle tube, so it is very inconvenient for Ling Fei to go to the toilet alone. There is really no way, Ling Fei still gritted her teeth: "That...why don't you help me..."

"Uh..." Yang Yu thought to himself that you asked me for help this time, and it would be impossible for him to blame him again at that time. So he stood up, took off the medicine bottle and raised it high in his hand: "Let's go..."

Helping Ling Fei up, the two of them slowly walked to the toilet at the end of the corridor.

Fortunately, men's and women's toilets are parallel these days, so there is no situation where Yang Yu takes a little bottle into the women's toilet. He just needs to hold the bottle outside the door.

After a while, Ling Fei lowered her head and came out of the toilet with a red face: "Okay."

The two walked side by side, and Yang Yu also lowered his head, so quiet that only the sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor...

After getting the injection, Ling Fei's complexion improved a lot.

As soon as they got into the car, their stomachs were roaring and they looked at each other. The two of them smiled silently. The picture was very immature but very natural.

"cousin……"

In a small hotel not far from Hengyu, Qian Jin stood in front of Wang Renqi, wanting to speak but stopping, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Don't call me cousin! It's because of you! Otherwise I wouldn't have lost this job!"

Pointing at Qian Jin, Wang Renqi cursed that if Qian Jin hadn't provoked the woman, he wouldn't have fallen into this place.

As the saying goes, the heavier you get, the more painful you lose.

Putting aside the design manager, when Wang Renqi was a designer in Hengyu, he could earn eight or nine hundred yuan a month. After spending a few months, he had to have four or five thousand yuan. In today's society, he could definitely be considered a middle class.

Now that he has been fired by Hengyu, where can he earn so much money for a month? However, there is no regret medicine in the world, and Hengyu Group will not give him the opportunity to reform.

"Are we leaving like this? Hengyu doesn't make any money, I'm not willing to leave!"

Qian Jin's eyes were cold and his tone was sinister: "Since he Hengyu is heartless, don't blame us for being unrighteous!"

Make a fortune? Wang Renqi raised his eyebrows. He was in anger before and wanted to do nothing but revenge on Yang Yu. He never thought about making a fortune, but after Qian Jin said this, he was moved.

Hengyu's net profit per month is over 10 million. If he can make a fortune, even if it is only a fraction, it will be enough for them to live carefree for the rest of their lives.

"Yes! We'll do it like this...this way...and then it's done!"

Seeing that Wang Renqi was interested, Qian Jin was very excited, so he took two steps forward and put his head in Wang Renqi's ear and said in a low voice.

After listening to Qian Jin's plan, Wang Renqi frowned slightly: "Can this happen?"

"As long as Hengyu has not announced it to the public, you will still be Hengyu's design manager!"

Thinking that Qian Jin could get a lot of money after the matter was done, his tone was trembling...

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