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Chapter 74 Deep Sleep

Finally, I couldn't return to school before dark. The students got off the bus with sleepy eyes and their bodies were covered with mud. Now the students stayed at school are staying at school, so naturally the drivers will be picked up by their own drivers.

As soon as I got off the bus, Mi'er saw Yinque leaning against a big tree with his arm in his arms. Although the sky was dark, the stance under the street lights was particularly conspicuous. The breeze blew his black hair, and his eyes narrowed slightly to add a bit of charm to the smile on the corner of his lips.

Many girls also noticed Yinque and looked in that direction. If it weren't for the teacher's presence, many people would have to ask for a phone number or something.

Mi'er gathered her messy hair that was blown by the wind and walked over and smiled, "You're going to be quick."

"In order to catch up with your pace, I had to leave the car there." Yinque sighed obviously to ask for something in front of Mi'er, "I pity my running around the road..."

"Then you go back first." Seeing that his hair was a little wet, he must have been wet.

"Where are you?" Yinque seemed to have something else to say when he heard Mi'er's tone, "If you don't go back, where are you going?"

Mi'er was surprised by Yinque's sensitivity, but she didn't plan to hide it. "Shen Mengbai said that Lan Shimo's situation was not very good, and she was addicted to deep sleep. I want to go and see it."

"So powerful? Is there nothing Shen Mengbai can do?" What did Lan Shimo encounter that made him unable to wake up from his dream?

"It seems, should I go together?" Mi'er asked.

"It's a must, how can you miss such a strange thing?" Yinque smiled, which attracted a burst of sighs from a girl. How could such a handsome man say something to such an ordinary girl for so long? And with such a soft and warm smile.

Which class is that woman from? Which class is that man from? But he doesn't look like a student. Such a beautiful man wants to take a closer look! But they left before they even saw Mier and Yinque.

Central Hospital ICU Intensive Care Unit.

Two fully armed policemen stood outside the intensive care unit. An old lady staggered out of the inside, reluctantly closed the door of the intensive care unit, wiped the corners of her wet eyes and walked into the long and dim ward aisle.

After a while, Shen Mengbai also came out of the ward. He looked a little confused and uncertain, and stood at the door and was actually out of sight.

It was already late at night that the nurse station clock was ticking and walking in circles along the track. In the quiet hospital, except for the sound of the clock, the patient's heavy breathing. It took a long time before Shen Mengbai told the two policemen guarding the gate, "You two must take good care of the people inside. No one except doctors and nurses are allowed to enter, including... his grandmother."

"Yes!" The two policemen raised their chests.

When Shen Mengbai was about to get back on the elevator, the elevator door opened, and the two people inside surprised him.

"Miss Huang Qi!" He seemed relieved in surprise, as if the girl could definitely solve the problem he encountered.

"I'll take a look at Lan Shimo." Mi'er made his purpose and got out of the elevator with Yinque.

"It's time to come. I'm going to find you tomorrow." Shen Mengbai smiled like a profession, and then brought the two of them to the intensive care unit.

Through the glass door, Lan Shimo on the hospital bed looked as usual, breathing calmly, as if she was asleep.

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The next day, Zhu Yu got up early. Yinque and Mier left in the past two days. She was the only one in the huge family. She was really bored standing, sitting, and sleeping even more bored. She was not in the mood to make delicious food. She didn't know anyone in the world, nor did she have friends. As soon as the two of them left, she felt that she was almost depressed.

"Mi'er, Yinque, come and try it!" Zhu Yu knocked on the two spoons in his hand and urged them. Mi'er had no makeup at this time, and she looked pure and cold in the school uniform. Her beautiful appearance made the girl unable to take her eyes away when she saw it.

Looking at Yinque again, it was really not that beautiful. He had a casual clothes on him that ordinary people could not afford. He grabbed his hair with his hands and sat in his seat with sleepy eyes, "Zhu Yu, it's not dawn yet." He was also lazy in his speech, and his eyes closed while supporting his head with his hands.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong! "What are you doing? I'm still dreaming of Zhou Gong?" Mi'er tapped the table and woke up Yinque, who was about to fall asleep.

"Yes, should Mi'er go together?" Yinque raised his head and gave Mi'er an ambiguous look.

"..." Mi'er didn't bother to pay attention to him and sat in her own position to prepare for dinner, "Zhu Yu, let's eat."

"How is it? Let's talk?" Zhu Yu looked at Mi'er with his eyes wide open, like a child waiting for praise.

"Perfect!" Mi'er stretched out her thumb and compared her great action to you, "When will you open a restaurant?"

Zhu Yu heard Mi'er mention this matter again and thought for a while, "When one of you learns to cook, I'm afraid you will starve to death if I leave." After that, Zhu Yu laughed. Now in her opinion, Mi'er and Yinque are her good friends. Although they have mysterious identities and strange personalities, she knows that they are both good people.

"Okay, I don't think there will be such a day." Mi'er joked. She still knew a little about her cooking skills.

"That's not necessarily." Yinque woke up and quickly refuted Mi'er's words, "I'm very smart."

Zhu Yu was stunned.

"Did you hear that? Zhu Yu, you have an apprentice." Mi'er joked, "Yinque, come back to eat the food you cooked tonight."

Zhu Yu looked disgusted. Yinque was obviously a pampered person, so how could he learn to cook?
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