In the twinkling of an eye, Li Qiao several people walked into the ward.

A strong and pungent smell of disinfectant was all around.

She stood at the door, looking at Li San, who was infused in the hospital bed. She gathered her mind and walked forward.

Once a man with iron blood, his face was sickly pale, and he still held gauze on his head. The posture of lying on the bed in his sick clothes was a little bad for his image.

At the moment, Li San's eyes are open and his head is lying on his side. His dark eyes are staring at Li Qiao, just like he doesn't know her.

Brother and sister looked at each other for a few seconds, Li Qiao slowly narrowed her eyes, stood a few steps away from him, picked eyebrows and said: "amnesia?"

Nanzhen, who was behind her, jumped his eyelids, put his food box into Liuyun's arms, stepped to the bed, bowed down with a white face, "boss, who am I?"

If Li San really lost his memory, would he still remember himself?

Nanzhen secretly "fucked" and wanted to cry again!

In the ward, the silence spread.

Although Li San was sober, his head was injured and he was still weak.

He looked at Nanhe with scarlet eyes and tears on his face. There was something bright on the tip of his nose. Li San thought it was runny nose and tightened his eyebrows in disgust.

For a long time, his thin lips wriggled and said, "ugly..."

How could this woman look like she was ravaged? What did she experience during his coma?

Li San couldn't bear to close his eyelids directly. Nan Zhen blocked his neck and went to the bathroom.

But not far away Li Qiao hears Li San's words, bends the lip angle Wu to nod, does not seem to lose memory.

She went to the bed and looked at Li San condescensively. The brother and sister looked at each other again. Li San rolled his throat knot and asked slowly, "where is this?"

"Nanyang."

Hearing this, Li San took a deep breath. It was exactly what he thought.

The decoration and layout of this luxurious ward is not a product of the border.

He moved his legs, prone position is very uncomfortable, eyes narrowed, and asked: "where's Oubai?"

Li Qiao hooked the chair beside to sit down, picked up the water cup on the table, tried the temperature with the back of her hand, and said, "I'll keep it for you."

"Well, sensible." Li San sighed with relief. He began to think about how to treat Ou Bai when he was discharged from hospital.

As Li San was still very weak, he closed his eyes sleepily after a few words.

Li San fell asleep, and Nan Zhen came out of the bathroom.

After a simple care, although she still looks haggard, but the gorgeous style also climbed up the corner of her eyes again.

....

Li Qiao didn't stay in the hospital for a long time. She told Nan Zhen to take good care of her. After staying for a while, she drove downstairs to the laboratory.

It's not nine o'clock in the morning.

Li Qiao side Mou looking at the copilot's small brocade box, a little thought, then put into the storage box.

Instead of going to the third floor, she went to the drug R & D department on the second floor.

Just a few people in charge are sorting out the information, see Li Qiao to warm up to greet, "Xiao Li, good morning."

Li Qiao gave a brief explanation. The person in charge of R & D immediately took out a few bottles of experimental drugs from the medicine cabinet. "These special drugs have a good effect on treating trauma. They have been tested by scientific research institutes. There are many, not enough for you to take them again."

"Well, thank you, Zhang."

Li Qiao took several medicine bottles and went up to the third floor after thanking her.

Zhang teacher looked at her back, thought, quickly called his assistant, "Xiao Liu, we developed before the trauma test drug, you will go to the research institute to get more bottles back, the more the better, take back to Xiao Li."

....

All morning, Li Qiao stayed in the laboratory with Lian Zhen to sort out the application materials for the exchange meeting. It was just before noon that her work came to an end.

"Go to dinner together?" Lian Zhen looked at his watch, marked the information and put it in his file folder, then turned his head and asked.

Li Qiao took a look at the mobile phone, shaking her head, "no, I have something to go out."

After that, she got up, nodded to Lian Zhen and left the building.

Just as academician Jiang came out of the office, he caught a glimpse of Li Qiao without a white coat. He walked into the research room and asked Lian Zhen, "is Li Qiao going out again?"

Lian Zhen answered, "she said she had something to deal with."

Academician Jiang took off his presbyopic glasses, put them in his pocket, and said with a smack of his tongue: "this rich man's child, life is not idle. Tut, excellent. "

Lian Zhen

Academician Jiang is used to Li Qiao's daily praise.

....

At noon, Li Qiao went to the hospital again and gave Li San the experimental medicine.

These have been tested by scientific research institutes, and are not available on the market. They are internal specific drugs with excellent effects.

She walked through the hospital hall and took the elevator directly to the superior ward area.

At this time, the door of the ward is open.

She reached out to push the door, but was surprised to hear such a conversation."Did you talk to me when I was in a coma?" It's Li San's voice. Although the tone is very slow, it's more powerful than when he just woke up.

Then, with a bang, it seemed that the water cup had fallen down.

Nan he wiped the table in a hurry and asked, "ah? What are you talking about? I didn't say that

This tone is not as hot as the border fire rose.

On the contrary, she was like a nervous little girl who was asked to break her heart.

Nanji's reaction is too abnormal.

Li Qiao's eyes flashed slightly and gave up the idea of entering. She leaned against the door and listened to the corner.

In the ward, after a moment of silence, Li San squinted at Nan he, his voice was very deep, "are you sure? You know the consequences of lying to me. "

look, as like as two peas and sisters threaten each other.

Nanzhen, with his back to him, wiped the desk absently with a tissue.

Only after she had sorted out her mood did she recover her usual decency. "Boss, what are you talking about, people can't understand you."

It's called putting on airs. Nanzhen despises himself.

What else can we do?

Those who do not dare to speak out, can only hide in the bottom of my heart, self touched.

At this time, Li San grinds his teeth, his eyes are cold and deep, "don't give me his mother's clothes. Did you say that you want to go to other people?"

Nanji wiped the table, and his tense mood relaxed instantly.

Oh, this is it.

She threw the tissue in her hand into the dustbin. When she turned back, she leaned against the edge of the table, shook her long wavy hair and said with a smile: "do you hear me?"

Looking at her virtue, Li San had an impulse to take out a gun.

But the body did not recover, he can only lie on the bed now, get up with difficulty.

His nose moved back and forth, squinting cold eyes, word by word, "say, except for me, who do you want to take refuge in?"

Li Nan's eyes dropped and he couldn't see it.

He probably thought that he would betray him, so he would be so angry.

Nanzhen poured a glass of water again and walked to the head of the bed with a sigh.

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