nashuaworldcup Chapter 200 Don't Chase Your Wife to the Crematorium
Chapter 200 Don't Chase Your Wife to the Crematorium
When Zhou Zhou saw Zhou Jin closing his eyes and turning his body to the side with his back to him, he felt inexplicably sad.
He is an only child and has wished to have a younger brother or sister since he was young. However, it was very difficult for Zhou's mother to be pregnant with him, and she suffered a lot. Zhou's father did not want his wife to go through the ordeal of getting several injections every day again, so he was determined not to have a second child.
Although the federal club strongly supports the multiple-birth policy, Zhou's father's attitude will never change.
The couple reached a consensus that they only wanted Zhou Zhou as their child in this life.
More than two months ago, due to an accident in the book game, Zhou Zhou had a brother in the book world, and this brother was very kind to him. I wonder what Zhou Jin would think if he recovered his memory.
Zhou Zhou stared at his back for a long time, until Pei Yanlie's figure appeared in his mind, then he turned around and hurriedly left the ward.
After searching four or five wards in a row, I didn't see Pei Yanlie's name, but I saw Su Wanxing instead.
Zhou Zhou looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar face, and remembered that when he came to the main star last year, he seemed to have seen this beautiful face on the rolling electronic screen on the outer wall of the Xingyang Tower.
At that time, Xiao Li said, "She is indeed a popular female star. Her face is so tender. It is said that her brother is a direct subordinate of the general. If I had such a beautiful sister, I would be so impressive to take her out to play."
Xiao Liu touched his chin and smiled. "My grandfather's birthday was celebrated before, and I specially invited her to sing. Her sweet and soft voice made my whole body numb. From that day on, she became my wife."
A group of friends rode on hover motorcycles and stopped under the Xingyang Tower, staring at Su Wanxing and discussing for more than ten minutes.
Zhou Zhou only had a vague impression of this face, but he didn't know her name was Su Wanxing.
Su Wanxing was wearing no makeup at this time and was chatting with the girl next to her. She kept looking at Zhou Zhou and Director Yao in the ward out of the corner of her eye.
Director Yao smiled at her kindly, walked over and asked about her health, "Miss Su, are you feeling unwell?"
Su Wanxing is his wife’s idol. The trapped person had just woken up yesterday, and there were so many doctors and nurses that he didn’t feel comfortable asking for autographs. Now was a good opportunity.
Su Wanxing lifted the curly hair that fell on the side of her face, frowned slightly, and said in a voice as gentle as the sound of nature, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern. May I ask, when can we return our optical computer?"
She is a public figure and has disappeared from the screen for more than two months. No doubt there are rumors flying all over the internet.
It's nothing more than saying that they offended some big shot and were blacklisted, or they secretly married some big shot and quit the entertainment industry.
There might even be rumors that he has already died.
While she was daydreaming, Director Yao took out a sticky note from the pocket of his white coat and whispered, "We will return the laptops tomorrow. Miss Su, my wife is a loyal fan of yours. Do you mind signing an autograph? She will definitely be very happy to receive your autograph."
Su Wanxing nodded, took the sticky note and pen, and saw Zhou Zhou staring at her. She was startled and asked, "Do you want it?"
She thought this handsome boy was also her fan.
Zhou Zhou hooked his lips at her and said in a hoarse voice: "No need."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the ward without hesitation.
He walked silently into the next ward, his eyes quickly scanned the names on the bedside, and when he saw two familiar names, his heart suddenly beat rapidly with excitement.
It was Qu Minghui and Lin Sheng.
The two of them sat on the same hospital bed, and their unabashedly ambiguous attitude revealed their unusual relationship.
Seeing the stranger walk into the ward, they both looked over at the same time.
Qu Minghui is no longer chubby. He has a fair and delicate baby face. His smile is bright and beautiful, and the dimples on both sides of his mouth make him even more adorable.
Lin Sheng was no longer dark-skinned. He put his arm around Qu Minghui's waist and looked at Zhou Zhou and said, "Looking for someone?"
Qu Minghui was stared at by Zhou Zhou, but he didn't feel shy. He and Lin Sheng were in love, and he never thought that homosexuality should be hidden. He smiled at Zhou Zhou generously and asked, "Do we know each other?"
Zhou Zhou was glad that they were all trapped, but at the same time he felt a strong sense of uneasiness.
Soon he reached the end of the corridor. If Pei Yanlie was not in the next ward, what should he do...
His eyes were red and his throat was dry. His gaze fell on the names of the other two people. His Adam's apple rolled and he said "hmm" softly. Now Qu Minghui and the others were in a state of amnesia, so he walked out of the ward without saying a few words.
He walked slowly to the last ward, his whole body tense and his handsome face full of nervousness.
Will that man be in there?
He hesitated there, and was hesitant to push open the last door.
Director Yao wanted to say that there was no man named Pei Yanlie in this ward, but before he could finish his words, the door suddenly opened from the inside. The blond boy was about to step out of the ward, but was blocked by Zhou Zhou.
He frowned and looked at Director Yao behind Zhou Zhou impatiently, "Why, you won't even let me visit you?"
Director Yao was stunned for a moment, and his tone revealed a hint of helplessness, "Where do you want to visit?"
Zhou Zhou took a step to the side. The boy glanced at him, stepped out of the ward, raised his hand and pointed to the ward in front of him, raised a fairly kind smile, and said, "I'm looking for Professor Chen to ask for advice on my thesis."
Director Yao frowned, vaguely seeing a hint of evil flashing across the boy's eyes, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Okay, just don't disturb other people's rest."
The boy said "Oh" perfunctorily and walked away.
Director Yao shouted warningly: "Qin Yang, don't cause trouble."
Qin Yang didn't stop walking. He snorted and laughed. Without turning around, he raised his hand and waved at Director Yao, muttering to himself, "We are all lying in the hospital. Why did he assign me a paper and require me to submit it to his email before this afternoon, otherwise the credits I have already taken in the Department of Mechanical Engineering will be deducted. What a bullshit professor, doesn't he know that the optical computer has been confiscated! If I don't give him a good beating, I'm not Qin Yang!"
Zhou Zhou looked at his tall back and asked in a low voice: "Is he Qin Yang?"
Director Yao held his forehead with a headache, "A second-generation official with a bad temper almost ran to Chen Qihang's ward to fight as soon as he woke up yesterday."
"Is he Chen Qihang's student?" Zhou Zhou's eyelids twitched, and he was curious about their identities.
Director Yao stared at Qin Yang's back and whispered, "Is that so? Just because of his bad habit of rebelling against his superiors, Chen Qihang assigned him a paper in front of all the doctors, which was full of threats. Don't be fooled by Chen Qihang's cold and indifferent appearance. He is merciless when he is against others. Oh, I'm afraid they will fight later."
"Tsk tsk, he even dares to beat up the professor. After he recovers his memory, he will probably chase his wife to the crematorium." Zhou Zhou rarely showed a gloating smile.
Director Yao didn't understand what he said and kept talking to himself.
However, Zhou Zhou couldn't hear what he said at all. He smiled for only a few seconds, then the corners of his mouth turned down again. He pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and walked into the ward.