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After not seeing each other for several months, Song Chujiu didn¡¯t feel unfamiliar to him at all.
¡°Perhaps it¡¯s because Bai Ziyi is the kind of person who is too casual and casual.
After he arrived, he sat on the chair without any politeness. He even opened the fruit he brought and ate it without any formality.
Song Chujiu knew that Bai Ziyi had such a personality and had long been accustomed to it.
"How did you know I was hospitalized here?" Song Chujiu was a little strange.
Only Xiao Rong knew about her illness and hospitalization.
Later, when Ye Zhen called her to ask about some trivial matters in the flower shop, she heard her voice was hoarse, so she asked her a few more times. As a result, Lu Zhiwei happened to go to the flower shop when the conversation ended, and she also found out.
"I heard what Zhiwei said." Bai Ziyi crossed his legs, his posture was lazy but somewhat elegant.
Sure enough, it¡¯s better to say less about some things, and that¡¯s how it gets passed down from person to person.
Bai Ziyi glanced at Song Chujiu's pale and thin face, frowned and said: "It's been so long since I last saw you, why are you as thin as a ghost? If you go out shopping at night, you will probably scare people to death, you are so thin and white ¡¯s If you don¡¯t take good care of yourself, it¡¯s better not to go out on the streets at night.¡±
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Song Chujiu was extremely speechless.
Song Chujiu was not in the mood to argue with him, but was looking at the flowers in the vase in a daze.
Bai Ziyi's eyes passed over her empty hands,
His eyebrows were raised, as if he had realized something.
"Song Chujiu." He suddenly called her.
Song Chujiu turned his head and looked at Bai Ziyi.
However, Bai Ziyi, who had always had no worries, suddenly didn't know what to say.
"What's wrong?" Song Chujiu asked.
"It's nothing." Bai Ziyi didn't say anything in the end, he just said: "When you get better, will you go racing with me?"
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The last racing experience was not something worth remembering for Song Chujiu.
She thought for a while and said, "Okay."
After a while, Bai Ziyi also left.
Quietness returned to the ward.
Song Chujiu continued to be in a daze in the quiet air.
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??Mr. Xiao, President¡¯s Office.
Jing Huan reported the results of the treatment to the man sitting on the chair, "Mr. Xiao, Miss Song's condition has stabilized, her body is recovering quickly, and she will be discharged from the hospital soon."
The handsome man sat quietly on the office chair. After listening to Jing Huan's report, he said calmly: "You don't need to report to me anymore."
Jing Huan was startled for a moment and looked up at the man in front of him.
The man¡¯s dark eyes were deep and his handsome face was indifferent. No emotion could be seen from his face.
Xiao Moqing said again: "It's nothing, just go out."
Jing Huan nodded and left.
Not long after Jing Huan left, Xiao Moqing received a call from Mr. Mo.
On the other end of the phone, Mr. Mo's voice was a little angry.
"Mo Qing, did you design Mo Guichen's car accident?!"
Xiao Moqing is holding the phone in one hand and playing with the signature pen in the other.
Hearing Mr. Mo¡¯s question, his voice was extremely indifferent.
"This matter has nothing to do with me."
"It has nothing to do with you?! From what I know about him, it's impossible for him to make such a low-level mistake!"
Xiao Mo said calmly: "Perhaps you have done too many bad things and have been punished by God?"
Mr. Mo almost fainted, "Mo Qing, no matter what, he is a blood relative of yours. He"
Before Mr. Mo could finish speaking, Xiao Moqing had already interrupted him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com