Chapter 74 Hotel

At six in the morning, Ji Yuedong was woken up by the noise in the corridor.

"...Hello, are you here to visit the patient?"

"Yes, I'm looking for a gentleman named Ji."

"This way, please come with me."

A conversation between a nurse and a man could be vaguely heard outside the door of the ward. The man's voice was very familiar, a bit like a child's.

But now the children should be thousands of miles away on the set, and it is estimated that it is just a sound image.

Ji Yuedong pulled out the needle in his hand, propped on the hospital bed with his left elbow, and wanted to sit up.

The ward door was slammed open.

Maybe it was because he didn't control his strength, he pushed the door too hard, and the person who came in also stumbled a bit, and he was barely able to balance his body by holding on to the handle.

At that moment, Ji Yuedong almost thought he had mistaken someone.

- Really a kid!

——How did he make himself... like this?

Her hair was messy, her face was gray, and the corner of her mouth had been wounded for some reason, and now it has scabbed over.

He was still wearing the same white home clothes as him, and his shoes were also slippers, with the logo of a well-known hotel printed on them, and the edges were all gray.

At first glance, he ran out of the hotel temporarily, and he didn't have time to change his clothes and shoes.

Ji Yuedong's dark eyebrows instantly frowned: "Who told you that."

Si Miao opened his mouth, but his throat was dry and could not make any sound.

Along the way, he thought about too many scenarios, good and bad, none of which could make him feel more relieved than what he saw in front of him.

As long as your eyes are open, you can still talk. The nerves that had been tense for several hours finally relaxed, Si Miao leaned against the wall with a "bang", and his legs were trembling visibly.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yuedong's eyelids jumped, and he quickly got up to help him.

"No!" Si Miao's voice was hoarse, and he was afraid that Ji Yuedong's movements would cause his wounds, so he reluctantly stopped him, "It's a little tired after driving for too long, I'll just take a break, don't move. "

drive?

It takes nearly six hours for the kid's studio to drive from Nancheng, so...he has been driving in the middle of the night?

Ji Yuedong's heart was about to melt into a soft beach in the city, but after thinking about it, he really listened to Si Miao's words, turned around and lay back on the hospital bed.

Si Miao gasped for a while before she recovered and dragged her legs to the front of the hospital bed.

The nurse told him outside just now that Ji Dongdong was injured in the abdomen. He wanted to see the wound but was a little afraid to reach out, so he could only ask first, "Does it hurt?"

Ji Yuedong simply said, "It hurts."

As soon as he said it hurt, Si Miao's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but lift the hem of his shirt.

Glancing at his movements from the corner of the corner, Ji Yuedong slightly raised his waist, and Si Miao easily pulled his shirt out.

I saw that the strong abdomen was wrapped in a thick circle of bandages, and the wounded mouth was not long and deep. But it is obviously not much better.

A anger rushed into his heart, Si Miao's eyes turned black, and he stood up with a sound.

The sound is so cold: "Tell me, who does it?!"

"..." Ji Yuedong stunned: "What are you doing?"

Si Miao gritted his teeth: "Lao Tzu killed him."

Ji Huodong: "..."

This reaction seemed to be different from what he thought.

In fact, he hurt very lightly. Fortunately, he had a premonition in advance. He took a small step back before the murderer pierced. The knife only scratched a mouth in the abdomen.

The hospital also handled well, and now there is only a little tingling feeling, which is completely within his tolerance.

Ji Huodong regretted hurting just now. I did not expect to stimulate the children like this, and quickly appeased: "The murderer has been caught by the police officer, and now it should be investigated."

"Which police station?"

"What," Ji Yuedong was helpless, "You still have to chase the police station?"

Si Miao: "..."

Si Miao also knew that his thoughts were not realistic. He took a deep breath to hold back the anger and sat back to the bed.

God knows how much he wants to return this knife back.

"Okay, don't think about it," Ji Yue did not dare to tease him, his eyes fell on his clothes: "How can you run out like this?"

Si Miao found that his image was not very good: "... forget to change."

"How long have you drove?"

"Five or five hours."

"More than five hours ..." Ji Dong frowned, "Almost 14, don't you want to die?"

Si Miao lowered his head and didn't speak.

"I know you are worried about me," looking at the children, Ji Yodong can bear to train him, try to let go of the soft tone, "but you can't drive the fast car next time, it is not safe. And here ..."

Ji Yue raised his arms, supported his jaw in his four fingers, and touched the wound of his lips gently with his thumb. "How did you get it?"

Maybe it was the weather. His fingers were very cold. Si Miao was touched by a goosebump and whispered: "No, accidentally bite."

Ji Huodong's fingers paused.

How anxious can you bite your lips like this.

Like something constantly stirring in his chest, he stirred his heart and turned the sea, his thoughts turned all over, and finally turned into a faint sigh.

"Don't move," Ji Yue stood up, lowered his head slightly closer to the corner of his mouth, and whispered, "I will blow you."

Si Miao thinking behind the nurse, what happened just now.

The brain is blank, as if forgot all, and it seems to be a little warm.

"Sir...sir?" The nurse waved her hand before his eyes.

Si Miao calmed down: "Huh?"

"The discharge procedures have been completed, and your relatives need to sign."

"Oh," Si Miao nodded, took the pen from the nurse, and signed his name mechanically. Because my heart was too chaotic, I didn't pay attention to what the patient's name was written on it.

In fact, after the wound was bandaged last night, Ji Yuedong was about to leave. The manager had completed all the procedures. The hospital had to say that it should be observed for three days.

What Ji Yuedong meant was to ask the manager to sign it. Who knew that the manager might have seen the number he dialed, and even tossed the man over, which evolved into the current situation.

After signing and returning to the ward, Ji Yuedong had already dressed, folded his legs, and sat by the bed looking at his mobile phone.

Si Miao didn't dare to look at him, and asked in a low voice, "I really don't need to observe for two more days?"

"No," Ji Yuedong threw his coat to him, "let's go, go to the hotel."

Since just now, Si Miao's brain has been empty, and he has completely lost his ability to think independently. When he sees Ji Yuedong walking, he can't help but follow. The two went down the hospital elevator to the underground parking lot, and the manager was waiting on the steering wheel.

To say that this manager's business ability is above-average, and his ability to observe words is quite strong. On the way to the hotel, it seems that there is no one else in the car.

In private, he quickly poked his mobile phone to contact the front desk of the hotel, and replaced the suite reserved for the boss with a round bed room.

After entering the room door and seeing the layout of the room, Ji Yuedong's wound almost burst.

There are rose petals scattered all over the huge room, a layer of pink balloons floats on two sets of heart-shaped sofas, and a huge circular water bed in the middle is shaking, and the swans folded out of towels are swimming on the water. It seems to keep going up and down with the vibration.

What's even worse is the ceiling - it's not the ceiling, it's a whole mirror, the kind you can see when you're doing anything on the bed, it's very exciting to think about.

Si Miao calmed down all the way, and the mood that had just been calmed was subverted again by the sight in front of him.

Ji Dongdong came out to investigate, why did he book such a room?

Is it ready... with whom?

Ji Yuedong knew what he was thinking when he saw his expression. Even if he didn't want to explain, he had to explain: "My friend made it, I didn't know it in advance."

Si Miao nodded: "Oh."

"..." Ji Yuedong's brain also began to hurt, "I'll go to another room."

"No!" Seeing that he was really gone, Si Miao quickly grabbed him, "Just this one, it's fine."

In fact, Si Miao didn't mean to disbelieve him. He would unconditionally believe what Ji Dongdong said. He was a bit unbelieving in booking rooms.

Ji Dongdong has no idea, and the person booking the room may not have no idea, such as seducing Ji Dongdong or something.

Thinking of this, Si Miao suddenly felt a sense of crisis. Ji Dongdong had a good figure and appearance, but now that his business is getting bigger and bigger, there will definitely be more and more people who like him.

Si Miao calmed down and entered the room first, preparing to destroy all these damned arrangements while Ji Dongdong was not paying attention.

Ji Yuedong thought he didn't mind, so he came in with him, threw his bag on the table and said, "Sit down for a while, I'll go out."

"Why go?"

"Buy breakfast."

How could Si Miao let the sick patient buy breakfast, and hurriedly said, "You rest, I'll go!"

"No, I'll go."

The two quarreled over who should buy breakfast. Before the quarrel came to an end, the door was knocked twice, and then came the manager's flattering voice: "Breakfast is at the door, you two can eat it when you are tired."

...Eat whatever you're tired of.

Ji Yuedong decided to let the finance department deduct the manager's bonus for this month. He said "um" to show his knowledge, and motioned Si Miao to wash up first.

Si Miao was a bit of a clean freak. After staying in the car for half the night, she felt like she was going to stink. She didn't give in to Ji Yuedong and went to wash up obediently.

When he came out, the breakfast had been sorted and arranged, Ji Yuedong unbuttoned the collar with one hand: "You eat first, don't wait for me."

Si Miao didn't dare to look, didn't say anything, and watched him go to the bathroom to wash up.

Then when he closed the bathroom door, he jumped up and quickly cleaned the battlefield.

So when Ji Yuedong came out after washing up, the rose petals all over the floor were gone, the pink balloons were all shattered into balloon skins, the swan-shaped towels were stacked in all directions, and the waterbed was calm again.

Ji Yuedong glanced, and even the remote control of the waterbed was missing.

Ji Yuedong held back his smile and asked knowingly, "Did you clean up?"

"Well," Comrade Si Xiao lied seriously, "It was too messy just now, I'm afraid you will not be comfortable living here."

"...Then thank you, let's eat."

The manager was really caring, knowing that Ji Yuedong was injured, all the breakfasts he bought were not spicy. Both of them have been in a state of dripping water from last night to now. Seeing the steaming food, their index fingers moved, and they began to bury their heads in eating.

After a full meal, Si Miao glanced at the time: "You have a good rest, I have to go."

He ran out temporarily and didn't say hello to the director. Since Ji Dongdong has nothing to do, he can still catch up with the afternoon play now, without delaying the progress.

Ji Yuedong said, "Don't go."

Si Miao thought that Ji Dongdong had something to do with him and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"It's nothing to help, but..." Ji Yuedong frowned, "What do you think I brought you to the hotel for?"

what......

what to do...

What are you doing at the hotel...  

Si Miao's face instantly turned red, and countless exciting little clips flashed through her mind... What else can do in the hotel? !

Si Miao's words were unfavorable: "No, no, no, no!"

Ji Yuedong wondered, "Why not?"

Si Miao: "You still have a wound on your waist!"

And their relationship isn't that far, what is this, a one-night stand?

He didn't want to have a one-night stand with Ji Dongdong, and his neck was flushed with anger. Ji Yuedong looked at his small appearance, suddenly understood something, and smiled: "What do you think I'm going to do?"

"...Whatever you do, I won't do it anyway!"

"What if I have to ask you to do it?"

Si Miao didn't believe that Ji Dongdong would be so ungentleman, if Ji Dongdong really wanted to force him... "You can't beat me now!"

Ji Yuedong couldn't hold it any longer, he turned his head and chuckled twice, then turned back with pursed lips, and tapped lightly on the little head of Lu Qingqi.

"Driving the car overnight, get some sleep, you idiot."