2665: Possessed by Devil (15)

Possessed by Devil (15)

When Qin Ning and Huo Mian rushed to South Side, the sun had just risen…2

"I'll go and change in my office first," Huo Mian said.

"Aiya, this is urgent, Sis-in-Law. Can you go visit Tang Chuan with me first?" Qin Ning held her sister-in-law's hand and acted in a pettishly charming manner.

"Uh… you're so impatient and not holding back at all…" Huo Mian teased her on purpose.

"Why would a couple hold back when they're in love? Besides, you and my bro were making even more PDAs (public display of affection) than us when you were passionately in love with each other. Haha…"

Huo Mian was caught speechless.

Under Qin Ning's persistence, Huo Mian didn't get to change into her work clothes and went to visit Tang Chuan with Qin Ning.

Mr. Tang resided in room VP6 and enjoyed the treatment as if he was a king. Someone who knew what happened would know he was here for hospitalization, but a person who didn't know the situation would think he was trying to gain some weight.

"Good morning, Vice Director."

"Good morning, Vice Director Huo."

On the way to Tang Chuan's ward, doctors and nurses greeted Huo Mian warmly.

Huo Mian only wore a simple short-sleeved white shirt with black harem pants and a pair of flats.

She wore a black Korean style trench coat on top of her attire and looked extremely cute with her black-rimmed glasses.

Even though she didn't have an elegant and intellectual temperament, she seemed a lot younger by dressing this way.

Ever since Zhang Manlin deliberately mimicked her apparel, she changed her taste as well as her style.

"Go in… why are you standing here?" Huo Mian said with a smile.

"Sis-in-Law… you go first."

"What's the matter? You guys are fighting?" Huo Mian sensed something was wrong and asked Qin Ning.

"We're not really fighting. Anyways, you go in first… hehe."

Qin Ning was hesitant, and Huo Mian couldn't do anything about it. She pushed the door and walked inside.

Tang Chuan was eating breakfast, and the female care worker was mopping the floor.

"Eh? Sis… why are you here?" Tang Chuan was a bit surprised.

"I heard from Xiaowei. What's wrong? Don't you usually drink like a fish? How did you get gastric hemorrhage?" Huo Mian asked intentionally.

"Uh… it was a mistake… a mistake, ha," Tang Chuan replied with a laugh while stretching his neck and looking outside the door.

"What are you looking at?" Huo Mian asked on purpose.

"No… nothing."

"Are you disappointed that Ning-Ning didn't come?"

"No… I didn't tell Ning after all. She gets anxious easily. She'll probably worry if she knows, haha," Tang Chuan said narcissistically.

"You wish. Who's going to worry about you? You better die… keep drinking without learning a lesson." Qin Ning couldn't help saying something as she pushed the door and walked in.

Seeing Qin Ning walk in, Tang Chuan almost got up from the bed out of excitement.

"Eh, what are you doing? You can't move. You still have the intravenous drip in your arm." Huo Mian stopped Tang Chuan quickly.

"My lady, you really came?" Tang Chuan was overjoyed.

"Yeah, to check if you're dead or not," Qin Ning deliberately scolded.

"Haha, how could I? If I die, you'll be a widow."

"Stop being so shameless. We're not even married," Qin Ning scolded.

"Ning-Ning, my hand hurts. Can you feed me some congee? I'm so hungry…" Tang Chuan started asking capriciously.

"No way. Drink it yourself. You just have a gastric hemorrhage. It's not like you broke your arm or leg and became disabled…" Qin Ning retorted.

"How do you have the heart to do this? Nevermind… I won't eat them… just let me starve." Tang Chuan looked at the millet congee pitiably and suddenly got Qin Ning in her soft spot…

"I know that you're completely fine if you can even act cute. Alright, you guys can go ahead and PDA. I'm heading to work." Huo Mian shook her head helplessly as she walked out of the ward.

Then, Tang Chuan became even more impudent. He turned Qin Ning's face and kissed her on the cheek.

"What are you doing?" Qin Ning bit her lips shyly.

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