"Don't give such a big gift, this is my duty." Zhuo Yilin was made to step back by Yang Qianyu's nodding and bowing posture, and said jokingly.
After finishing his words, his eyes finally shifted slightly, and then he noticed the female companion beside Yang Qianyu.
Then, Wen Ya nodded humbly, which was regarded as greeting.
There was nobility in his movements, and even though he was wearing a sterile surgical gown with no sense of design, it still couldn't cover up the aristocracy and alienation flowing from his bones.
But that kind of alienation does not give people a sense of indifference. Instead, it feels like respect for the other person, which makes people feel particularly comfortable.
With just one eye contact, Fisher felt that he had fallen into despair several times again.
Watching them in a daze, I forgot to react for a moment and didn't hear what they were talking about.
Zhuo Yilin reminded Yang Qianyu: "Around four o'clock in the afternoon, my father is free. I will send you the address later."
Yang Qianyu remembered the arrangements for this afternoon and nodded: "Okay."
"Well, please wait a moment, I'll leave first." Zhuo Yilin hurried back to the hospital where he worked. He had many patients and had to be responsible.
Yang Qianyu watched his thin back leave, and suddenly noticed that there was no movement around her for a while. She looked back, raised her hand and waved it in front of her best friend: "Wake up! Everyone is gone!"
Fisher was startled, then blinked and came to his senses. He felt flustered, short of breath, and flushed.
"Did you see it just now? Did you see it? He finally noticed me! He said hello to me! Oh, wow, wow... no, no, no, no, how can there be such an elegant person! He is simply out of this world.
banished to immortality!"
Yang Qianyu turned to look at her with a funny and helpless expression: "Then do you want to pursue me or not?"
Fisher suddenly hesitated, as if thinking about major events in life. After a moment, he suddenly made up his mind: "Chase! Even if I'm not worthy, it's good to look at him a few more times!"
"Then I wish you success and immediate success."
Feng Moyan had to wait until the anesthetic wore off and the person regained consciousness before he could be pushed out.
Yang Qianyu looked at the time, it was past one in the afternoon, "Fei Fei, you can go back, I'll just wait here."
"But you haven't eaten yet. Let me buy you something to eat."
"No, I'm not hungry..."
"How is that possible? Your health is urgent!" Fisher said as he walked out and explained, "I'll be back soon. If you go back to the ward, tell me."
Yang Qianyu was actually not hungry because she was worried about Feng Yun and was thinking about where to raise money and could not take care of her physical needs.
But Fisher came back with lunch and forced her to eat some.
"I know you are worried about the company and have no appetite, but your health is important. You can't make money if you don't eat or drink." She stuffed the packed food box into Qianyu's hand, and she raised her wrist to check the time.
, hurriedly said, "I have to go back to work. If there is any news from my dad, I will get back to you."
"Well, drive slower."
Fei Xuefeng left in a hurry. Yang Qianyu looked at the rice in his hand and cheered up.
When her phone dinged, she took it out and looked at it. It was the address sent by Zhuo Yilin.
It’s still that private restaurant.
She was originally worried and frowning, but when she stared at Zhuo Yilin's message, her eyes suddenly lit up...
Maybe, she can find a sponsor!
Feeling a little relieved, she quickly opened the food box and ate.
Before I finished eating, the operating room door opened.
Feng Moyan was pushed out by the medical staff.
She stood up hurriedly, put the food box on the seat, and walked forward to greet him.
Feng Moyan has woken up, his face is a little pale, but he seems to be in good spirits.
"Are you awake? How do you feel?"
Feng Moyan looked at her, but before he spoke, he raised a hand and touched her face.
"What's wrong?" Qianyu didn't react. Just as she was about to subconsciously look up, the man's hand had already touched her lips.
"Are you eating now?" His tone was low and a bit weak.
Only then did Yang Qianyu see a grain of rice stuck to his fingertips.
embarrassed……
She smiled sheepishly, took the grain of rice from the man's fingertips, threw it without knowing where, and simply fed it into her mouth again: "Fisher just bought it for me, and I haven't finished it yet. You came out.
"
"Fool, have you been waiting here? I didn't ask you to go out for a walk."
"Too lazy to walk."
She responded casually, followed the lathe past where she was sitting, turned around, packed up her lunch box, and went back to the ward with him.
Probably due to the effect of the anesthetic, he looked drowsy. Seeing his miserable state, Yang Qianyu hesitated, wondering whether she should tell him about the situation in S City.
Back in the ward, the nurse put Feng Moyan into bed, explained a bunch of precautions, and left one after another.
Feng Moyan saw her sitting by the bed, looking at him eagerly, a faint smile flashed across her handsome face, "Why are you guarding me? Go eat."
"I've almost eaten." She wiped her mouth with a tissue and asked the man, "Are you hungry? If you don't mind my leftovers, can I feed you some?"
"I've eaten as much of your spit as I can, what do you mind..." Even his weakness could not stop Mr. Feng from flirting. He smiled after saying this, "I'm not hungry, I'm sleepy... I want to sleep."
"Then go to sleep. The doctor said that you must stay in bed for the next few days and don't be careless. Just lie down obediently. You have been busy day and night recently, so you should have a good rest for a few days."
"Um……"
Yang Qianyu was hesitant at first, but now that he is in low spirits, he no longer hesitates.
Let’s hide this matter for now and wait until tomorrow.
And about her meeting with Mr. Zhuo in the afternoon...
Originally she didn't intend to hide it, but before she could say anything, he had already closed his eyes.
Forget it, talk to him when you get back.
"Mo Yan..." She came closer, whispered in the man's ear, and said softly, "Then you go to sleep first. I'll go back and check on the children, and then I'll make you some food and deliver it to you in the evening."
Feng Moyan closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, but when he heard these words, he still responded very softly.
Qianyu felt soft and touched his cold hair, as if coaxing a child, and kissed the corner of his mouth before standing up and leaving.
When driving to the private restaurant, Yang Qianyu caught sight of the conspicuous Rolls-Royce.
It seems they have arrived.
As soon as she got off the bus, a waiter came up to her with a smile: "Hello, this is Miss Ruan."
"Yes."
"Mr. Zhuo is waiting for you, please come with me."
Yang Qianyu followed the waiter and entered the antique mahogany door.
It's past business hours now, and the whole yard is quiet and quiet. You can hear the chirping of birds from time to time. It has a feeling of a quiet mountain forest, which makes people relax unconsciously.
After following the waiter through several long corridors, Yang Qianyu thought they would enter a private room.
Unexpectedly, we came to a pavilion next to a rockery waterside pavilion.
"Miss Ruan!" Zhuo Yilin, who was sitting in the pavilion, saw her and immediately stood up to greet her.
Yang Qianyu laughed, walked forward quickly, walked up three or two steps, and entered the pavilion.