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"Ah?" Jiang Miao was at a loss, as if she didn't understand.

Luo Yuchuan coughed lightly: "I said you can come to my home computer."

Jiang Miao still didn't speak, just blinked and looked at Luo Yuchuan ignorantly.

Luo Yuchuan squeezed his fingers secretly, and said, "My computer configuration is quite good."

After speaking, he turned his head away from looking at Jiang Miao, and turned his head to look into Jiang Miao's eyes for a moment, his eyes full of expectation.

The corners of Jiang Miao's mouth slowly curved into a beautiful arc, her eyes sparkled, and she nodded, "Okay."

The joy in his eyes was pure and natural, and Luo Yuchuan couldn't help but smile, and raised his hand, as if he wanted to fall on his head, but halfway he retracted it as if he had woken up, and scratched his earlobe.

After waiting for almost an hour, Zhong Qiyu came back.Dr. Zhang has seen Luo Zhengqiang's medical records and examination reports, and thinks that there is no problem with the treatment of his hospital. If the prescribed medicine is not effective, you can try another kind. It is not a special medicine. Basically, it can be used in hospitals. drive out.

Luo Yuchuan nodded while listening, with a focused expression.

Zhong Qiyu said: "By the way, Dr. Zhang told me to check the uric acid regularly. The uric acid index in several inspection reports is at the critical value. You should pay attention to it."

Luo Yuchuan frowned: "Uric acid is high, what consequences will this cause? Is there anything that needs to be paid attention to?"

"Oh, here you are." Zhong Qiyu took out a colorful brochure from the pocket of his white coat, "This is a popular science material made by our hospital. It is very comprehensive. You can take it back and give it to Let your family see."

Luo Yuchuan took it along with Luo Zhengqiang's medical records, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Dr. Zhong."

Zhong Qiyu waved his hand: "You're welcome, we are all Miaomiao's friends."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of Jiang Miao's head.

Luo Yuchuan looked at Jiang Miao's messy hair.

Embarrassed, Jiang Miao plucked her hair and said, "Brother Zhong, what time do you get off work at noon? I'll treat you to dinner."

Luo Yuchuan hurriedly said, "Please, is it convenient for Dr. Zhong?"

Zhong Qiyu smiled and said, "No need, I have to go out later."

After talking for a while, Jiang Miao and Luo Yuchuan were about to leave, Jiang Miao told Luo Yuchuan to wait for him for a while, he was going to the bathroom.

Seeing Jiang Miao jogging to the bathroom at the other end of the corridor, Luo Yuchuan turned to look at Zhong Qiyu: "Doctor Zhong, do you know about Jiang Miao's allergies?"

Zhong Qiyu was stunned for a moment, and asked with concern, "Did you eat something bad again?"

Luo Yuchuan shook his head: "No, I just want to know more, and I'm afraid I might miss something."

"Oh." Zhong Qiyu thought for a while, "It's mainly shrimp and some seafood, freshwater fish and the like are not a problem, and there are also some vegetables and fruits. He usually pays attention to it, and usually doesn't eat randomly. After all, he has been given first aid, so he is also afraid."

Luo Yuchuan's heart tightened: "First aid?"

Zhong Qiyu said solemnly: "Well, the situation was quite serious that time, with rashes all over the body and edema in the throat. If it hadn't been for timely medical treatment, maybe..."

Zhong Qiyu didn't finish his sentence and shook his head.

Luo Yuchuan was stunned, only feeling a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet, the weather in the early summer just made him have goose bumps all over his body, and his fingers couldn't help trembling.

After a while, he asked coldly, "What's going on?"

Zhong Qiyu sneered: "His aunt didn't believe that he was allergic, and said she wanted to correct his picky eating problem. This kind of thing didn't happen once or twice, but this time it was especially serious..."

Zhong Qiyu frowned, as if recalling some unpleasant memories, he quickly came back to his senses, looked at Luo Yuchuan, and murmured: "You and Miaomiao..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Miao had already run over here, and said with a smile, "Senior, we can go now. Brother Zhong, don't forget to keep it a secret for me."

Zhong Qiyu smiled and waved his hands: "Yes, let's go."

Jiang Miao made a face at him, then turned to look at Luo Yuchuan: "Senior?"

Luo Yuchuan kept his head down, his expression couldn't tell whether it was serious or cold, Jiang Miao was puzzled, looked at Zhong Qiyu, Zhong Qiyu looked normal, and even winked at him.

"Senior?"

Luo Yuchuan raised his head and smiled faintly: "Let's go."

Then he said to Zhong Qiyu: "It's not convenient today, I will thank Dr. Zhong another day."

Zhong Qiyu waved his hand and said nothing.

Luo Yuchuan asked for leave this morning, and now he has to go back to work, so Jiang Miao said he didn't need him to see her off, and took the subway back by herself.

Luo Yuchuan thought for a while, but didn't insist, and said, "Then I'll pick you up when I get off work?"

Jiang Miao nodded. He had been secretly observing Luo Yuchuan's expression. He always felt that Luo Yuchuan seemed to have experienced something sad during the short time he left.

Luo Yuchuan hesitated for a moment and asked, "What do you want Dr. Zhong to keep secret?"

"Huh?" Jiang Miao was stunned, he didn't expect Luo Yuchuan to ask.

"Oh, sorry, I seem to have asked a stupid question again."

Luo Yuchuan was a little sad. He knew that he had not been able to adjust his emotions well. In fact, he wanted to ask Jiang Miao what that "auntie" had done to him, but he also knew that now was not a good time to talk about these things. Then he asked another straightforward and stupid question.

What needs to be kept secret is naturally not something that can be said to others casually.why ask?

"That, that is, tell him not to tell others that I came to him."

Luo Yuchuan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Jiang Miao to really answer, but don't let others know...

He looked at Jiang Miao with worried eyes.

Jiang Miao scratched her head: "Yes, he is my neighbor..."

Luo Yuchuan suddenly understood that Jiang Miao must have had conflicts with his family, and he might even have run away from home, so he needed to be kept secret, but what kind of conflicts would be so serious...

He was full of doubts, nodded and said, "Then I'll go back to work first, wait for my call."

He turned around and walked towards the parking lot, but Jiang Miao caught up: "Senior, that, when will your work photo be taken?"

Luo Yuchuan was stunned.

Jiang Miao reminded him: "Teacher Yuan requested a set of life photos and work photos."

In fact, Luo Yuchuan didn't forget it, it's just that he wasn't thinking about it at the moment, and Jiang Miao asked him a little bit in trouble.

Most of his usual work is drawing and reviewing drawings, or staying at the construction site, but it is neither convenient for him to take Jiang Miao to the design institute to watch him draw, nor is it convenient for him to take Jiang Miao to the construction site.

He is not a public figure, and he takes a photographer with him wherever he goes, for fear that his colleagues will think he is a monster.

Well, maybe I can take two pictures when I go home, but I don’t know if sitting in front of the computer and posing can meet the requirements of the old man.

Luo Yuchuan said, "Let me think about this again. I'll tell you when I've chosen a good place."

"it is good."

Coming back to work after resting for a few days in a row seemed to be a little more tiring than usual. Wu Xia rubbed her aching waist while lamenting that it was really easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

Although there are many high-end brands concentrated in the "Jintai" side, compared with the shopping center, the traffic is much less.It's just that the service level requirements for salespersons are still very strict.

Except for being a little busy on weekends, Wu Xia spends most of her time standing in a daze in the store on weekdays.When standing tired, tally goods, and walk around for rest.But you can’t stand casually, and you have to pay attention to your standing posture. If the building manager who patrols the store sees that you are standing irregularly, or sitting on a shelf, etc. that affect the image of the mall, you will record it and report it to the brand owners. May affect monthly income.

Now Wu Xia no longer has the pressure to help his parents repay the loan, but he thinks it is not worthwhile to be deducted because of these trivial matters, and he will try his best to do what he can.

It's just that this class started to make him feel bored.

Wu Xia is not a particularly motivated and enterprising person. Apart from his lack of academic qualifications, he came to be a teller because he felt that the job was at least clean, the income was good, and there were no complicated personnel disputes in the office.

His request has always been simple, but now he finds that simplicity is probably boring when viewed from a different state of mind.

Faced with the same products, similar customers, and working hours from [-] am to [-] pm every day, there are almost no surprises.

Boring, boring.

Wu Xia sighed silently in her heart, and walked around the perfume counter again, arranging the perfume bottles in such a way that obsessive-compulsive disorder could not be faulted. When she looked up, she saw a person walking in from outside the store with "XX Special Delivery" printed on the chest. lad.

The young man was holding a long box, walked into the store, looked around, and went straight to the counter girls on the other side.

Wu Xia had a good look. Seeing the LOGO of a certain flower shop printed on the box, she thought to herself that it was probably a gift from a female colleague's boyfriend, and she was going to joke around when the young man who delivered the flowers left.

Unexpectedly, the young man said a few words to his female colleagues, and in the blink of an eye, he looked at him in surprise.

Wu Xia's heart skipped a beat, vaguely having a bad premonition.

The young man walked up to Wu Xia with the box in his arms: "Excuse me, is your name Wu Xia?"

Wu Xia nodded.

The young man handed the box in front of him: "This is your flower, please sign for it."

Wu Xia glanced, and the upper half of the box was transparent, and the bright red rose inside could be seen at a glance.

The number is not too much, there are about six, seven, eight, nine...nine.

Wu Xia didn't answer and said, "I didn't buy flowers."

The young man froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, you didn't buy it, it was a gift from someone else."

Wu Xia still didn't answer: "Can I refuse?"

Probably hadn't encountered the situation where the flowers were rejected, the young man stayed for a while before saying, "Well, why didn't you accept it?"

Wu Xia lowered her eyelids, and sighed inwardly, thinking that she was being unreasonable, what was she doing to embarrass the delivery man, and he didn't send the flowers.

He reached out to take the flowers: "Where to sign?"

As soon as the young man who delivered the flowers left, the female colleagues gathered around, their eyes full of gossiping excitement.

"Xiao Wu, my girlfriend is quite romantic, I'll send you flowers."

"Could it be some anniversary, ouch, I'm so envious."

"My family used to occasionally buy flowers and send them away, but now, it's just a WeChat red envelope, which is very boring."

Wu Xia hugged the flower with a perfunctory smile on her face.

"Xiao Wu, don't you want to take a look? Is it a gift from your girlfriend? There seems to be a card in it."

Wu Xia said, "I'll put it in first, it's not good to put it here."

"Hey, Xiao Wu is too embarrassed to show us."

Wu Xia ignored the twittering discussions behind their backs, and carried the flowers into the small warehouse on one side.

The small warehouse has a small area, more than two square meters, and has wooden shelves. In addition to storing some hot-selling products, it is mainly used for the tellers to store personal items such as bags and clothes. Several tellers each have a shelf to store their own. thing.

Wu Xia put the flower in his own grid.

He stood for a while, then took off the flowers, carefully removed the outer ribbon, and opened the transparent box lid.

Nine roses are arranged high and low, and there are white stars all around.

quite pretty.

Among the rose stems, there is a plain folded white card, without any words or patterns on the surface.

Wu Xia picked up the card, opened it, and there was a line of printed messages inside, only four words.

--haven't seen you for a long time.

Signed "Joe".

Wu Xia looked at it for a while, then folded the cards and put them back into the box, then closed the transparent box lid, and tied the ribbon as it was.

He thought, it seemed that he really hadn't seen Qiao Ruige for a long time.

"Jintai" has the same circular design as the shopping center, but the area is much smaller.

Wu Xia was unprepared, and naturally he didn't realize that just opposite their store, across a courtyard, there was a young man with eyebrow rings who had been watching this side.

Not long after the young man who delivered the flowers left, "Meihuan" took out his cell phone and started making a call.

"Brother Shrimp, I've been here for almost a day, and that kid is going to work normally, nothing happened."

Qiu Xiaoxia said impatiently: "What do you want him to do? Show you a dance?"

"Brow Ring" choked for a moment, and immediately said: "No, just now, there was some movement just now."

"What movement?"

"Someone sent him flowers."

"What is it? Sending flowers?" Qiu Xiaoxia seemed to turn his head to ask someone, "What's the festival today?...not a festival? Hey, did you see clearly, it's flowers for him?"

"Brow Ring" nodded quickly, not caring that Qiu Xiaoxia couldn't see it at all: "It was for him. The sender made mistakes at first. He thought it was for the girls in their shop, but it turned out to be for him. Damn, I still don't know." I saw it, it’s very pretty, it’s full of red roses, I guess there must be a dozen or twenty of them, what kind of woman is such a coquettish bag, brother shrimp, does this kid have a rich woman next to him?”

"Fuck." Qiu Xiaoxia stopped talking after scolding.

"Brow Ring" thought he had said something wrong, so he didn't dare to speak out for a while.

"Listen, go and find out what time the kid leaves work, and where is the entrance and exit of the employees of the mall. You stay there and wait for my notice."

In a courtyard in the suburbs with a hanging "XX Tableware Cleaning and Delivery Company", Qiu Xiaoxia was sitting under a parasol, thinking about it with his mobile phone, surrounded by a few boys who had followed him back to the town.

Qiu Xiaoxia always told people that he was in the city to help people watch the scene, and how many people he had under his command. In fact, he was a security captain here, and he was the captain of the small team, and there was a big captain in charge of him.

But because the factory itself has a little background, it recruited a lot of foreign workers. The working environment in the workshop is poor and the work tasks are heavy, but wages are often deducted, and there is no welfare guarantee.In order to prevent the workers from making troubles and surprise inspections by relevant departments, the factory specially organized a group of people to watch over them.

That is, Qiu Xiaoxia and his group are called security guards, but they are actually thugs.

But Qiu Xiaoxia didn't feel that he was a little Xiami, and wanted to do something big with a dozen or so brothers in his hand.It's a pity that the talent is underappreciated.Qiu Xiaoxia thought so.

After listening to the report of "Brow Ring", Qiu Xiaoxia pondered for a long time, then turned and whistled towards the courtyard wall on one side.

The "Mohawk" who was sent to follow up yesterday was squatting at the base of the wall and eating a boxed lunch.Since he stayed overnight outside Wu Xia's community yesterday, and followed Wu Xia to the shopping mall in the morning before someone took over to rest, Qiu Xiaoxia even added a chicken leg to him.

After being summoned, the couple of "Moxican" finished the leftover meal and ran over: "Brother Shrimp, what's your order?"

Qiu Xiaoxia squinted his eyes and looked at him: "You said yesterday that someone came to pick Wu Xia up when he arrived. Who is it?"

"He's a young man, and he's pretty good-looking."

Qiu Xiaoxia's narrowed eyes seemed to reveal two cold lights.

"Mohigan" said: "It's not very good-looking, it's generally good-looking."

Qiu Xiaoxia snorted: "Are you asking this?"

"Mohawk": "Ah? What do you want to ask, Brother Shrimp?"

Qiu Xiaoxia said: "They are together, are they intimate?"

"Mohigan" scratched his head and thought for a while, then nodded: "They are very affectionate, carrying things together, talking and laughing, it seems that they live together."

Qiu Xiaoxia rolled his eyes, touched his chin, and suddenly smiled sinisterly: "It seems that what I heard before is not groundless."

He stood up, stretched himself, and greeted: "Brothers, I'm going to do something with my brother tonight."

"Mohigan" took two steps forward: "You want to touch that kid? Don't follow?"

Qiu Xiaoxia chuckled twice: "You who are standing at the counter can still follow Huaer? It's today, you and brother have some fun."

Several horse boys even claimed to be good.

Qiu Xiaoxia put his arms around "Moxigan"'s shoulders, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Go and help brother prepare something."

Luo Yuchuan was very busy this afternoon. There were two drawings to be changed, and he needed to communicate with Party A about changing the material of the exterior wall. The boss even held a meeting with them, because a new project was about to start bidding, and urged them to make preparations. .

Luo Yuchuan hardly stopped this afternoon, Jiang Miao was going to his house today, he didn't want to work overtime at such a time.

Finally, after the meeting and the communication with Party A, Luo Yuchuan sat down and took the time to change the picture, but the phone rang again.

He picked it up without looking at it: "Hello."

"Old Luo, do you miss me?"

Who else could have this lazy and arrogant voice besides Qiao Ruige?

Luo Yuchuan said calmly, "I don't want to."

hang up the phone.

The phone rang again immediately, and Luo Yuchuan picked it up: "Hello."

Qiao Ruige was very shocked: "Old Luo, you are too unfeeling, I hang up the phone as soon as I say."

Luo Yuchuan said, "I'm busy."

"No, I was thrown to a place where the birds don't shit, and I went on a hard job. After half a month, you didn't even say that you cared about me."

"Good job."

Qiao Ruige laughed angrily: "Are you so perfunctory?"

Luo Yuchuan sighed lightly: "Have you returned?"

"I'm going back today. This trip is really killing me. I have to rest for a month or so."

Luo Yuchuan took a pen and drew a collapsed figure on the paper.

"Hey, it's time to go out for a drink, so I went to Song Zhe's. His villa has been under construction for a while, and he said he wanted to treat you to dinner. Tsk, I'm busy here, so I forgot for a while."

"Okay." Luo Yuchuan responded casually, and suddenly thought of something, "Is the progress in his villa going well?"

Qiao Ruige yawned: "It's all right, I listened to you, and even found a supervisor."

"Oh." Luo Yuchuan turned his pen around and gradually had an idea in his mind.