Fang Hui shook her head helplessly.

Seeing her ugly face and chapped lips, Yun Qiao suddenly remembered something and asked her in a low voice, "Fang Zhizhi, you look so bad. Did you have an attack? I have some paper cutter. Do you need it?"

"Thank you, but no, I didn't come." Fang Hui explained.

Yun Qiao didn't ask any more questions, but just asked her kindly: "Then do you want to sit down and rest for a while?"

Fang Hui nodded: "Thank you."

She sat down in a chair at the nurses' station.

Because it was lunchtime, the nurses' station was quite quiet and Yun Qiao was not too busy. She only needed to write some nursing records.

Fang Hui's eyes fell on Yun Qiao, and she looked at her quietly for a long time.

Her gaze was calm, but her presence was not felt.

Yun Qiao felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, and she couldn't write any more in the nursing record. She put down her pen and turned to look at Fang Hui: "Why are you looking at me?"

"Ye Zhizhi, you are so beautiful."

Fang Hui started praising Yun Qiao as soon as she opened her mouth, which made Yun Qiao's anger disappear all at once.

Yun Qiao also said, "You are beautiful too."

She was not speaking without purpose, Fang Hui was indeed very pretty.

She has arched eyebrows, a pair of watery almond-shaped eyes that seem to speak, a straight nose, and slightly upturned lips—I wonder if her lipstick is natural or just a hint of red. She has a small, oval face and a petite figure. She speaks in a soft, Wu dialect, giving her the air of a delicate beauty reminiscent of the Jiangnan water towns.

Fang Hui is indeed a girl as gentle as water.

After hearing Yun Qiao's praise, a thin layer of mist instantly filled her slightly red eyes, and tears flowed down.

"I'm so beautiful, why doesn't he like me?"

who is he?

He Tingjun?

Yun Qiao thought so subconsciously.

Fang Hui held her face in her hands and tilted her head to ask Yun Qiao, "Ye Zhizhi, how did you get to know my brother Tingjun?"

Yun Qiao frowned, feeling a little unhappy.

One reason was because she called him: "My Brother Tingjun". These four words made it seem as if He Tingjun was her private property. Yun Qiao felt that they were somewhat irritating to her ears.

Because of her question: This may be a bit presumptuous, but how did she know He Tingjun? What is their relationship with her? Why are you asking her this?

"Through my family, Brother He is friends with my family." Yun Qiao brushed it off and asked Fang Hui, "What about Fang Zhizhi? From the way you sound, it seems like you have a close relationship with Brother He."

Fang Hui hummed. "Brother Tingjun and I grew up in the same compound, so we were childhood sweethearts. But then my father retired and came to Songjiang Province, and we parted ways."

"That's how it is."

Yun Qiao lowered his eyes, feeling a little depressed.

Fang Hui: "Maybe he's grown up and needs to avoid suspicion. Brother Tingjun treats me differently now than before."

Yun Qiao saw He Tingjun's current attitude towards Fang Huiye. He wanted to refuse, refuse and refuse again, but he didn't know what she was like before.

The two are different. How are they different?

Yun Qiao was curious, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Because she still finds it strange!

She didn't know Fang Hui, they just met in the hospital and talked for a few words. Why did she suddenly say all this to her?

Heart to heart talk?

Their friendship is not that deep.