Good sound insulation and lighting facilities in the VIP ward, fresh and pure air, smooth wooden floor, peaceful pink walls, style hanging curtains, asus desktop computers, high -end computer tables and computer chairs, wardrobe wall cabinets and shoe racks,

Even the drinking water heater is clean as new.

Lin Anqi feels that this room is not as sick as sick, but there is a feeling of living in high -end hotels.

After the typhoon raging, the clouds began to clear, and the scenery outside was extremely bright. From the large floor -to -ceiling windows of the VIP ward, the trees and plants far away were green.

There are a few potted plants in the room, tropical palm, green dill, gem flowers, all of which are the kind of seductive and quiet green.

Lin Anqi did not know what should be in and out of the busy medical staff to do something, and had to watch the pot of gem flowers with abnormally thick leaves.

The appearance of rich and rich?

It may be because of the wide VIP ward. In order to make the room look more pleasing, comfortable and comfortable, there are a pot of delicate white lilies and a pot of green leafy leafy on the stand cabinet below the LCD TV.

Pearl.

Lin Anqi has a feeling of sighing.

Lin Jiahao watched Lin Anqi being promoted to the elevator, and did not follow how Dean Peng arranged Lin Anqi. He kept talking at the end of the corridor of the hospital, until Dean Peng came to tell him in accordance with his requirements.

He nodded before hanging the phone.

Lin Jiahao followed Dean Peng and took the elevator to Lin Anqi's ward.

Under normal circumstances, you need to replace the blue sterile clothing and wear a mask under the sterile intensive care unit. Of course, Lin Jiahao is another matter.

Although this kind of privilege is really contrary to the harmony of civilized society, ... it is indeed a scene that is often staged in a certain place.

The middle -aged nurses were playing today's bit of Lin Anqi, and saw that Dean Peng accompanied Lin Jiahao in. In a pair of sharp eyes behind the mask, his eyes couldn't tell what it meant.

Rich people are burned by money. This patient is young and acute pneumonia has been well controlled. It can be recovered after a few days of treatment. You have to transfer to a sterile VIP ward.

Urgent.

These privileges are always afraid that they will not show up their privileges, and people do not know that they are very special.

Fortunately, they are no wonder that the hospital needs to be profitable. Rich people ask for special services to be hurt after all, or that sentence, who wants them to have money?

Lin Jiahao did not ask Dean Peng on the question of Lin Anqi. Obviously, he also knew that Lin Anqi had nothing to do with it. He transferred her to the VIP ward to change her to a comfortable environment.

Lin Jiahao walked into the ward and looked at it, and he didn't say anything to Lin Anqi, but he asked softly to ask some patients' daily food food. Dean Peng answered one by one, and Lin Jiahao nodded with satisfaction.

Then he ordered Lin Anqi lying on the bed: "It's not bad here.

Although Lin Anqi had a painful and dumb throat, she quickly said: "Brother, you don't need to worry about it ... Don't bother, just call Qingqing ..."

Lin Jiahao smiled unknown, and said to Dean Peng: "Dean Peng, thank you, I invite you to dinner."

Dean Peng hurriedly laughed: "What should be, should ... no, no, Lin Shao, what I mean, providing patients with high -quality and satisfactory services is what our hospital should do ... Lin Shao is polite, not polite."

Lin Jiahao couldn't help laughing, Dean Peng was quite cute.

Lin Jiahao's real foundation is in Xi'an. Yun is because of Lin Tai and Lin Fanger. Although there are his business, basically they have passed, and there is very little time to stay.

Now Zhu Yan took her to Shanghai's mother's house, and Lin Anqi, who had been in love with his life, was hospitalized again. Tang Jiahao did not know when there would be movement. Lin Jiahao decided to stay in Yundu for a few days.

After he called Xi'an's affairs by phone, several people flew from Xi'an to Yundu in the afternoon.

Lin Jiahao did not have a word. After lunch, he took a large pocket of nutrients to Lin Anqi's ward.

This posture called Lin Anqi who did not come and felt a bit sincere and fearful.

Qing Qing also followed, holding a clean little pottery pot, inside it was Chen Yan's elaborate soup.

Two specialized caregivers have passed Lin Anqi for lunch, which is a nutritious meal specially distributed in the hospital; one care cleaned the tableware, a very clean mop with a handful washed, and continued to drag this room light.

Human floor.

Qing Qing followed Lin Jiahao to the door of the VIP ward. Looking at such a beautiful ward, she suddenly widened her eyes, and her face was slandering.

A little envy, jealousy and hate.

Lin Jiahao stood with his body and said to Qingqing: "Qingqing, it's OK to come, give me the soup, so don't go in."

Qing Qing saw Lin Jiahao's period of unwillingness: "Master ... me?"

What does it mean? Lin Anqi can live in such a beautiful ward? She can't even go in?

Lin Jiahao laughed: "Someone will take care of you to drink soup, you don't have to worry about it. There is still a taxi for you in the morning, right?"

Qing Qing immediately cried, but did not dare to say anything, so she had to agree: "Hmm ... good, the young master, An Qi, after drinking the soup, remember to bring the soup can back, otherwise Sister Chen would have to embarrass me again.

"

Then there were Lin Anqi, who was lying on the white and comfortable bed, looked at it and looked at it.

For the first time, Lin Anqi saw Qingqing ate like this, especially the grievances on Qingqing's face, as if the little girl suddenly found that she was an outsider despised by the young master.

Lin Anqi's boss couldn't go, and said to Lin Jiahao with a dumb throat: "Brother, call Qingqing in, and talk to me."

Lin Jiahao rejected it: "It was not allowed to visit casually here, let alone playing with mobile phones. You dumb your throat and cough. What are you say?

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Qing Qing pouting, for the first time, Lin Anqi, who was lying on the sick bed for the first time, said: "That happened, Sister An Qi, you have a good illness, what do you want to eat, I will tell my wife, ask Sister Chen to do it, I will do it.

Send you here. "

After speaking, standing at the entrance of the ward, he waved his hand at the childishness of Lin Anqi. Lin Anqi had to shake her hands at her and nodded and smiled: "Thank you for Qingqing ..."

Lin Jiahao has already walked into the ward with something to take care of himself.

The mop -of -ground caregiver smiled politely at the Lin Jiahao, and walked out with the mop.
Chapter completed!