Lu Huaijing's face darkened, and he was obviously not very satisfied with Si Muchen's answer.
He glanced at Si Muchen, coughed slightly and said, "You don't need to speak, I will speak for myself."
Hearing this, the coquettish man looked at him with disgust.
Can't help but feel weird: "Oh, Mr. Lu is alive now? I thought you lost your memory and lost your brain. The dignified CEO of the Lu family has turned into a love brain. Oh, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk , it really opened my eyes.”
Nan Yan glanced at Simu Chen unexpectedly.
These words are really unpleasant to hear, but now she quite likes hearing them.
Lu Huaijing was connoted, and his expression was obviously a little ugly.
He took a deep breath, immediately rolled up his sleeves, and said coldly: "Doctor Alina, you can take your pulse now, but before that, can you please ask the irrelevant people out?"
Si Muchen rolled his eyes and snorted coldly: "You don't need to tell me, I will go out on my own, but Lu Huaijing, I remind you, it is very difficult to hire Dr. Alina. You must cherish it and don't seek death!"
Deliberately emphasizing the last two words, the corners of Nan Yan's mouth twitched up slightly.
Lu Huaijing couldn't bear it anymore and threw a pillow directly.
Si Muchen caught the pillow with great precision and gave Lu Huaijing an international friendly gesture.
The cold man was so angry that he kept coughing.
Having achieved his goal of arrogant provocation, Si Muchen turned around and left, leaving Nan Yan helpless.
She came to the bedside and saw Lu Huaijing stretching out his arm.
He shook his head and said, "Your breathing is unstable. Let's calm down for a while and then take your pulse!"
Lu Huaijing nodded, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on Nan Yan.
I saw the charming woman checking the needle fluid, and by the way, she threw the bowl of "bird's nest" on the bedside into the trash can.
Lu Huaijing was very surprised when he saw this. He just wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
He was a little unhappy: "Doctor Alina, I know you don't want me to eat, but there's no need to waste food like this, right?"
Nan Yan glanced at him and hugged her shoulders mockingly: "This is not a bird's nest, Mr. Lu. You have been pampered and pampered for so many years. Do you really not want to eat the fireworks of the world, or are you just in love and can't tell the difference between good and bad?"
Lu Huaijing was stunned for a moment. He lowered his gaze and looked carefully at the contents of the trash can.
Suddenly, his face turned a little ugly.
"Xueyan, do you know? This kind of thing has a high allergenicity rate. Your resistance is very weak now. Do you want to go into the ICU again after eating this? Miss Gu... bought it outside, and there is peach gum in it, not me. If you want to waste it, even if she doesn't know how to eat this kind of food, it will be thrown away in the end, why do you need to act like this?"
Nan Yan exposed it mercilessly, making Lu Huaijing even more embarrassed.
He coughed lightly and then added: "I just... value her feelings for me more. After all, I have done a lot of things that I'm sorry for her."
Hearing this, Nan Yan almost laughed out of anger.
This man, during their three-year marriage, had been obsessed with Song Yihuan, hurting her time and time again, and even indulged that woman without any bottom line.
The only regret I had was after losing my memory.
The most ridiculous thing is that he also recognized the wrong person.
Put all the tenderness, guilt and sense of compensation on Gu Rouer.
It's just ridiculously stupid.
Nan Yan stared at him helplessly, and couldn't help but complain: "Lu Huaijing, why didn't I realize you were so stupid before?"
The familiar tone suddenly made Lu Huaijing distracted for a moment.
He stared blankly at Nan Yan, a hint of disbelief flashing through his handsome face.
"Doctor Alina, you..."
The way Lu Huaijing hesitated to speak made Nan Yan suddenly realize something.
She coughed lightly and then said, "Are you calm now? Can I take my pulse?"
The man was silent, but still extended his hand.
Put the slender catkin on your wrist and carefully feel the rise and fall of your pulse.
Nan Yan closed her eyes gently and tilted her head unintentionally, as if listening to her feelings.
Lu Huaijing just looked at her steadily.
Watching her long eyelashes tremble slightly, her face is as beautiful as a flower.
Somehow, Lu Huaijing felt a strange feeling as he looked at it.
It was like an electric current passing through the body.
He seemed to see another soul through Alina's face.
A soul that would appear in his dreams for a long time, a very familiar shadow.
It haunted him so much that even in real life, when he faced the same face, he couldn't relate to it.
But at this moment, Lu Huaijing felt the long-lost aura from another woman.
It is the faint fresh breath exuding from her body, like the wind in spring, mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers, and the vibrant artistic conception.
Lu Huaijing was confused by his own feelings, and he was even surprised.
It was obvious that Gu Nanyan was by his side, but in his heart he insisted that the person in front of him was the real Nanyan.
Even Lu Huaijing himself was frightened by this idea.
His heart beat uncontrollably.
Can't control it at all.
Feng Shen's handsome face flashed with panic for a moment. He tried hard to divert his attention, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on Nan Yan's face.
She was attentive, seemingly a little puzzled by his increased heartbeat.
The beautiful eyebrows frowned, and even the strength of his hands became a little stronger.
The black hair fell slowly, and a few strands hung on her eyelashes.
Lu Huaijing's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to help her lift her up.
But at the moment when the big hand with clear joints almost touched her cheek, Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes.
The handsome man's handsome face was so close, Nan Yan was surprised.
"what are you doing?"
She put her hands away alertly, with an unhappy look on her face.
Lu Huaijing still raised his hands, a little embarrassed.
"I...your face has...I'm not, I just want to help..."
I don't know if it was because he was too embarrassed, but Lu Huaijing stuttered.
The lack of preface and follow-up words made Nan Yan even more confused.
She immediately coughed lightly and couldn't help but interrupt: "I can't feel my pulse like this. I can't talk, move around, or get excited when I'm taking my pulse. Are you thinking about something? Your heartbeat is so fast, it will affect my judgment. of!"
A slap in the face was something Lu Huaijing had never experienced before.
He was already embarrassed, and now he was even more embarrassed.
"Well, I... want to go to the bathroom, sorry."
Lu Huaijing tried his best to maintain his airs, but when he got up and walked to the bathroom, his back showed a bit of panic.
Nan Yan helplessly held her forehead.
Lu Huaijing walked into the bathroom, immediately turned on the faucet, picked up the cold water, and slapped it on his face.
The nice cold touch made him suddenly sober.
Subconsciously looking up at the mirror, Lu Huaijing was surprised to find that his cheeks were stained with a light pink color.
