Li Ying got up early the next day and ordered a special fruit and vegetable basket, which included fruits and various space peppers.
Spicy, sweet, all in one.
She bought two more cups of iced milk tea, wrapped them into a bouquet, and added star lights, the kind that could sing.
Butler Jin sent her to the hospital and wanted to follow her in, but she refused.
"It's okay, I can handle a little thing."
The housekeeper got in the car and left. She carried the fruit and vegetable basket into the hospital, observing the flowers in the milk tea bouquet to make sure there was nothing wrong with the flowers.
When I arrived at the hospital, I asked the nurse where Lan's ward was. The nurse glanced at her and whispered, "Miss, walk softly."
Li Ying was confused.
She carried her things into the East District and stopped as soon as she entered the corridor.
The entire corridor was completely black, filled with a murderous atmosphere.
Before she could speak, a man looked over recently with a scary look.
"Is something wrong?"
Li Ying was a little confused and took a step back, "I'm looking for Ms. Qiong."
The man frowned and said in a deep voice, "Wait a moment!"
"oh……"
Li Ying watched the other party leave, then turned back after a while, but there was an instrument in her hand.
"Routine inspection."
Li Ying understood, and quickly stepped forward, letting the other party scan her whole body.
This battle is about to catch up with her grandfather.
Then I thought about it, the Lan family made their fortune in Suicheng, and those years were very chaotic. In order to protect his family, Lan Zhendong did a little exaggeration, which is reasonable.
After the inspection, the two bodyguards, one on the left and one on the right, raised their voices and said, "Please!"
Li Ying was shocked, and the corners of her mouth twitched wildly, "Ah, thank you."
She picked up her things and walked into the corridor step by step. She passed through two groups of men in black and arrived at the door of the ward.
I don't know why, but I feel cold on the back of my neck.
She cleared her throat and knocked on the door.
"Please come in." Joan Anru's gentle voice came over.
Li Ying breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to press the door handle with difficulty.
The door opened slowly, she moved the bouquet in her arms and looked inside.
For the first time, he met a pair of cold eyes, like those of a falcon, full of murderous intent.
!
Li Ying was petrified on the spot.
Kill...Kill God?
She kept pushing the door without paying attention, and the door handle slipped from her hands, and the door automatically turned to the side, leaving her standing alone at the door.
In the room, Joan Anru was lying on the bed, and Lan Zhendong was sitting beside the bed, holding Little Apple's knife in his hand.
Li Ying swallowed and felt that the knife was pointing in her direction.
The stalemate lasted for a few seconds.
There were footsteps behind me, and a cold hand squeezed my neck.
"What are you standing for? Performing sculptures?"
The familiar voice instantly became that of an old acquaintance from a foreign land. Li Ying turned her head for a second, instinctively moving her position for him.
Lan Jingyu laughed immediately when he saw her little move.
"Miss Li, don't be afraid, why don't you come in and sit down first?" Joan Anru said.
Li Ying quietly moved the milk tea bouquet in front of her eyes, blocking the murderous eyes from the other side, and responded to Joan Anru, "Ah, okay."
After saying that, his eyes wildly condemned Lan Jingyu.
Didn’t you say that your father is not here?
fraud!
Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows and pretended not to understand.
Li Ying was angry.
Not moral!
The two of them looked at each other at the door, and Qiong Anru said again, "Ayu, please come in, Miss Li. The door is close to the air-conditioning vent, so don't catch a cold."
Lan Jingyu responded, looking down at the small firecracker, "Miss Li, please."
Li Ying pouted, and she saw the evil smile in his eyes, which was obviously intentional!