There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 63 Reflection (4)

What is she?Even if he is not He Ziqian's relatives or He Ziqian's girlfriend, what right does he have to ask about his whereabouts?

He Guangyao put down the newspaper in his hand, and said to Yu Zhengrong, "Beat if you want, don't embarrass Wanqing!"

Yu Zhengrong glared at He Guangyao, and said indignantly, "You are a big man, what do you know?"

After finishing speaking, he dialed He Ziqian's number and told Zhao Wanqing, "Wanqing, let her come back for dinner later!"

Zhao Wanqing raised her head and looked at her silently.

From the bottom of her heart, she didn't want to have any contact with He Ziqian.Because of one touch, one injury.

Although last night, after He Ziqian slapped her, she was blown on the road all night, but now, she still feels the burning pain on her face.

In order to hide her nervousness, she lowered her head again, took a spoonful of eight-treasure porridge and put it into her mouth.

But the eight-treasure porridge was stuck in her stomach, forcing her to vomit again.She tried her best to swallow and spit, suppressing the sour smell on her face.

Yu Zhengrong dialed the phone and said, "Where are you?...Oh, I'm back to the apartment....Okay, Wanqing has something to tell you."

As she spoke, she handed the phone to Zhao Wanqing.

Zhao Wanqing looked at the mobile phone, and her eyes gradually shone with fear, as if it was not a mobile phone, but a poison that killed people.

She stared at the phone, thinking whether she should answer it, whether she should answer it...
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He Ziqian stood in the sick room, pacing anxiously. Does Zhao Wanqing want to answer the phone? What does she have to say to herself?

Then, he heard his mother's vague voice coming from the microphone, "Wanqing, hurry up, Ziqian is waiting..."

After hearing this, He Ziqian frowned. Could it be that her mother forced her to answer the phone, rather than her voluntary?
But after about a minute, he still didn't hear Zhao Wanqing's voice, but his mother's anxious voice came intermittently, "Wanqing, why are you embarrassed... I just asked you to ask Ziqian to come back for dinner..."

He Ziqian snorted, a burst of anger surged in his heart.Since she didn't want to talk to her on the phone, her mother forced her to do something, it was superfluous!

Thinking about it, he pressed the red end button, but at this moment, the voice in the microphone vibrated, as if the phone had been transferred to another person.

"Brother Ziqian," came Zhao Wanqing's weak voice, faintly timid, his heart tightened, thinking about what she would say next, but he heard "Wow... wow..." Vomiting, the sound was extremely painful, as if something was pulling her throat, making her vomit out her stomach uncomfortably.

As he listened, the scorching flames blazed in his eyes.

Now that her gastroenteritis has recurred, she should obediently stay in the clinic for infusion!But she is not like this!

She pulled out the needle without authorization and ran out of the clinic noisily. Now she felt uncomfortable again. Who is to blame?

She really deserves it!It really deserves the pain!so uncomfortable!
He Ziqian was thinking, unable to vent his anger, turned around and kicked the infusion stand down.

With a few "clicks, clicks", the three infusion bottles fell to the ground and were smashed to pieces. The unfinished medicine in them flowed out and wet the ground.

He Ziqian was still puzzled, and waved down the ECG machine on the table.The heavy thing fell to the ground, made a muffled "boom", and was also scrapped.

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