As soon as Xiaobai left, Jiang Peihua spoke, "Xiaoshuai, Xiaobai is so worried about you that she fainted for two days. She just woke up, there is no need to target her like this."

"I'm happy!" said the young handsome man hummingly, with great confidence.

Jiang Peihua: “…”

Mr. Rong snorted coldly: "It's just Xiaobai, this child is honest and can be bullied by you."

Honor peeled an apple for the young man, peeled a long peel, and his skills were in place: "Brother, you are wrong. Sister Xiaobai was so worried about you, and she fainted when she woke up. She was anxious to see you. Be careful to scare people away, who would be your wife?"

The atmosphere was immediately pushed to freezing point.

When Honor found that the atmosphere was wrong, he looked up and saw Zhuang Rong sitting in a wheelchair by the bed opposite him with an awkward look on her face.

Only then did he realize that he was wrong about the flower. When he was nervous, his long apple skin snapped and broke.

"That...I'm kidding, don't care, hahaha..."

All the wards were left with Glory’s awkward laughter.

However, Zhuang Rong was generous and generous with a generous heroic spirit: "It's okay, don't mind me."

The sin in the heart of glory has been relieved a little.

…………

Xiaobai walked back to the ward in disappointment, squatting on the ground and crying alone.

She felt very wronged, and the young man's obvious disgust made her feel as if she was cut off.

She didn't understand why things turned out to be like this.

I never thought that one day the young marshal would hate her, but this day really came, but she had nothing to do with it.

It's like the most important thing, being poached from the bottom of your heart and gradually passing away.

The speed was so fast that she couldn't even grasp it, just like sand between her fingers. The tighter she held, the more she slipped away.

In the end, nothing can be kept.

This feeling is so uncomfortable that it is so tight that it is difficult to breathe.

My eyes were red and swollen, my throat was choked, and my body was twitching.

No one knows this.

For several days, Xiaobai was refused to be received by the young marshal, and she was not even qualified to see him.

I have cried even though I was crying, and the discomfort in my heart could only be buried deep in my heart.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Jiang Peihua planned to let her go back to S City first. The young man is taking care of them here and there will be no trouble.

Xiaobai just smiled and did not agree to go back.

She wanted to stay, even if she couldn't see the young coach, even if she was just staying closest to him, she was happy.

Nothing is more important than his survival.

So, it doesn't matter what she does, as long as the young man lives well.

…………

In the evening, Jiang Peihua and the others went back to rest, and Zhuang Rong stayed.

Seeing that the young man looked in a bad mood, she also prepared to leave the ward and go back to rest.

Before leaving, she said to the young marshal: "Young marshal, do you really not plan to see her? As far as I know, she has been wandering outside the ward for a day."

The young man closed his eyes, unable to hear his joy and anger in his tone: "Mediating on other people's business."

"Haha." Zhuang Rong smiled and asked the guard to push her back.

The door was closed gently, and the whole ward was silent.

After more than ten minutes, the door of the ward was gently opened. The visitor walked in quietly, but he didn't know that all his movements were collected in the well-trained young marshal's ears.

The lights were turned off in the ward, and Xiaobai could only use the faint light projected in the corridor from the door window and the faint light.

He walked to the bed and carefully tentatively, "Young Marshal?"

No response was received, and the young coach breathed smoothly.
Chapter completed!