Chapter 31 You Still Can't Let Go of An Ning
In the quiet ward, the only sound was the dripping of liquid in the infusion tube.
So subtle that it is almost inaudible.
The woman on the hospital bed was buried deep in the thin quilt, and her originally pale face had regained a faint color.
She seemed to be sleeping uneasily, her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, her hands at her sides tightly grasped the sheets, and a line of tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.
Suddenly, his tightly closed eyes opened and his chest rose and fell rapidly.
Looking up, I saw the cold white ceiling, and my hazy eyes gradually became clear after a moment.
Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open.
"Miss An, are you awake?" The nurse came in, took a look at the IV drip that had just been used up, and walked over to remove the needle for her.
Ten minutes ago, Mr. Lu came out of the ward and told her that the infusion would be over in ten minutes.
I didn't expect that he could calculate the time so accurately.
An Ning's mind was still a little confused. She looked at the small pinhole on her right hand, which was surrounded by purple.
It's a trace of blood drawing.
She remembered that she drew blood from Cheng Wanwan and took 200,000 yuan from Lu Xiyan.
Then, before fainting, he fell into a cool embrace...
She glanced around the ward and found no one else except her and the nurse who came in.
"Excuse me, who sent me here?"
An Ning sat up from the bed, and when she opened her mouth she found that her throat was dry and her voice was hoarse.
The nurse lowered her head and wrote something in the medical record. She casually said, "You fainted in the hospital due to low blood sugar, and our CEO Lu just happened to see you."
An Ning's fingertips suddenly tightened.
It's Lu Xiyan
She remembered that faint fragrance.
Before she could ask in detail, the other party continued, "Luckily, it's in the hospital. If it were outside, the consequences of this sudden fainting could be serious or minor. You should pay more attention to it in your daily life."
The nurse knew that this young woman might have some acquaintance with their President Lu, otherwise President Lu would not have stayed in this ward for so long before leaving.
She carefully gave a few more instructions, "Miss An, if you're prone to hypoglycemia, you can always keep some sweets with you."
"Okay, thank you." An Ning looked towards the door, but did not see the man.
Send her here, and then leave again?
"You're welcome." The nurse packed up her equipment and told her, "Just take a rest and you can be discharged."
Hearing this, An Ning suddenly remembered the ward she was currently staying in.
It's a VIP single suite!!!
She took a deep breath and widened her eyes!
She just had an IV drip, and Lu Xiyan gave her a VIP membership?
The 200,000 yuan she just received hadn't even warmed up yet, and she was already deducting several thousand yuan for hospitalization fees!
She quickly got out of bed and asked the nurse, "Is...is the hospitalization fee in this ward expensive?"
The nurse said, "1,600 a day, that's one day for you."
An Ning almost fainted and her ears were buzzing.
Just as she was about to leave the ward, the nurse called her again, "Miss An, you just finished the IV. Eat something before you leave."
She pointed to the food on the coffee table not far away and said, "This was just served ten minutes ago. Eat it while it's hot."
An Ning looked at the coffee table. It looked like a bowl of porridge and a few side dishes.
The VIP service is great. Apart from the room conditions, they can also deliver meals to patients upstairs. This service is really thoughtful.
An Ning thought, since she had to pay the hospital bills anyway, it would be a waste not to eat the free meal.
She walked to the coffee table and was about to sit down when she saw the porridge in the white porcelain bowl and suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Shrimp and Chicken Porridge...
She turned to look at the nurse, "What is this porridge?"
"It was made in the hospital cafeteria today." The nurse packed up her things and picked up the medical record. "Miss An, you can go directly to the information desk on this floor to check in later."
An Ning nodded in thanks, lowering her eyes to look at the bowl of porridge decorated with shrimp and shredded chicken.
Is it... a coincidence?
Through the foggy vision, she seemed to see a young couple sitting in the corner of an old porridge shop.
The man scooped porridge from the bowl and looked at the girl opposite with a smile. "You seem to like the porridge here very much?"
"The shrimp and shredded chicken porridge here is delicious. When I'm tired from work, I come here to eat a bowl. After eating a full bowl, I feel full of energy." The girl picked up the shrimp and shredded chicken from the bowl and put them into the man's bowl, her fair face full of smiles.
"Then eat more." The man returned the meat she had picked and gave her the fried egg on his plate as well.
The girl pretended to take the shrimp and shredded chicken back, but the man blocked her bowl and said with a smile, "I'm allergic to shrimp, you eat it."
The girl immediately stopped what she was doing, her eyes filled with worry. "Then you can't drink this bowl of porridge. I'll give you another one."
"No, just don't eat the shrimp." The man put the shrimp in his bowl into her bowl one spoonful at a time, his eyes full of love, "I want to eat anything you like with you."
The girl felt shy, but she felt happy and sweet in her heart.
Seeing him push the eggs over, I hurriedly asked, "Are you allergic to eggs too?"
The man shook his head. "I've never liked egg yolks since I was a kid."
With a somewhat childish tone.
"Are you picky about food?" the girl asked with a smile.
The man smiled gently, without denying it, and picked up a fried egg and handed it to her mouth, "You have to help me eat the egg yolks from now on."
The tears that suddenly overflowed blurred my vision, gathered together and dripped into the bowl.
An Ning held the spoon with trembling fingers and scooped a mouthful of porridge into her mouth.
I don’t know why, but the porridge that used to be so fresh and delicious no longer tastes the same as it did before.
An Ning wiped away her tears and put down the spoon.
The food in this hospital cafeteria must be bad!
......
Top floor VIP inpatient suite.
The pretty woman was leaning against the head of the bed, her face still a little pale.
The woman's right hand was wrapped in gauze, and traces of blood seeped into the white gauze.
The wound was five or six centimeters, but very deep.
More than a dozen stitches were needed.
The man sitting beside the bed was scooping soup from the bowl to her mouth one spoonful at a time.
Cheng Wanwan looked at the man's delicate eyebrows and eyes, with a smile in her eyes, and her words were filled with a hint of guilt.
"Xiyan, it's my fault that my hands are inconvenient. I have to trouble you to feed me even when I want to drink soup."
"It doesn't matter."
The man said the three words calmly, and his movements did not slow down, but Cheng Wanwan did not feel jealous.
When a man feeds a woman, it should be an intimate act.
But for Lu Xiyan, there was no other emotion at all.
He is like a lock that cannot be opened, polite and gentlemanly, but with a coldness that keeps people at a distance.
Cheng Wanwan drank the soup he handed her, looked at his cold and delicate face, and said, "Don't be angry, An Ning didn't mean it, I don't blame her."
As she finished speaking, she saw a dark light flash across the man's calm eyes.
"A person of no importance." The man raised his eyes, his gaze deep. "Why mention her?"
Cheng Wanwan took a sip of soup and asked tentatively, "Xiyan, if you still can't let go of An Ning, I can--"
"What can't you let go of?" Lu Xiyan raised his eyes and asked, "What's so good about mentioning an annoying person?"
The clear voice was not too loud and just reached the door through the half-open door.
Outside the ward, he paused and stood still.
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