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The hospital is different from the general hospital. This is the best and most luxurious private hospital in Hong Kong. It is a five-star hotel-style layout.

The courtyard area is divided into two buildings, namely the Lishupeiyuan with green glass exterior walls (38th floor) and the white Lishufenyuan (8th floor), named after the two brothers.

People who come here to seek medical treatment are either rich or noble. Many old-fashioned wealthy celebrities in the city are also VIP guests here. Some even book suites here for many years. Even if they don’t stay for a day every year, they have to pay out tens of millions of room rates.

The daily room rate for the two Show Qun Presidential Suites on the 37th floor is as high as HK$23,000.

Later generations, the gambling king extended his life here for 10 years, and Liu also changed his kidney here. It can be said that this place can be regarded as the top internationally.

In the 30th floor lounge area, a violinist is playing melodious music.

Wu Xiaozu sat on the leather sofa with his legs raised, looking at the Happy Valley Racecourse outside the glass window.

His eyes were deep and his face was as normal.

"Wu Sheng..." He Pangpang's assistant walked in, "President He just had a job to arrange, so he delayed a little time. Now you come with me..."

"Okay." Wu Xiaozu stood up with confidence in the water cup, and then the bodyguard had a bouquet of flowers waiting here, and he got into the special elevator by himself.

"How is Pansy?"

"Mr. He just sprained his ankle, and it was not serious." The assistant replied concisely.

"oh……"

Wu Xiaozu nodded. The 37th floor presidential suite is designed in an elevator entrance style, which protects guests' privacy and ensures security.

When I walked out of the elevator, I saw several bodyguards standing at the door.

"Wait for a moment, I'll go in and ask Mr. He." The assistant walked into the inner room, and Wu Xiaozu stood in the living room.

The entire living room is covered with semi-curved floor-to-ceiling windows, sofa and TV, and an eight-person round table next to it. Opposite is a maid's room and kitchen.

"Your coffee." A servant brought a cup of coffee.

"Wu Sheng, Mr. He is waiting for you in the room." The assistant walked out at this time.

Wu Xiaozu nodded slightly and walked into the bedroom with a bouquet of flowers.

Based on his understanding of He Pangpang and her arrogance, if she sprained ankle, she would never invite herself to meet in the bedroom.

This matter doesn't seem that simple.

At first he received a call from Su Liyao, telling him about the Japanese stock market, so he had to fly back without thinking too much.

However, before he took off, he received another call from Wang Zuxian. The other party cried and said that He Chaoqiong accidentally fell off the horse while riding a horse.

As soon as I got off the plane, I thought about Su Liyao's words, and then I thought about it for a moment and rushed to the hospital first. At the same time, I asked the bodyguard to order a bouquet of flowers.

"You're here?"

Walk into the spacious room.

Wu Xiaozu saw He Pangpang, who had exquisite makeup, leaning on the bed, holding a financial statement in his hand.

Except for her pale face, she didn't have much stranger in her whole body. She was even more delicate than her name makeup... and she was also dressed neatly.

"What's wrong?"

He Pangpang looked at the report as usual, without raising his head, and said in a light tone: "Why do you think of me like this?"

"I heard Xiaoxian say you fell off a horse."

"I accidentally sprained my ankle, it's no big deal... You didn't fly back on purpose, right? This is not like you..."

He Pangpang raised his head as if he was ridiculous. He saw a pair of tall and tall legs. He looked up slowly, with his hips and bows, and his strong pectoral muscles and a handsome and mature face.

The whole person exudes a strong male hormone charm.

It is worthy of the name of mobile howitzer.

"I'm listening to your voice, have you caught a cold?" Wu Xiaozu put the flowers on the table in the house, then picked up the kettle and poured a glass of warm water on his own initiative, walked to He Pangpang's bed, and reached out to hand it to the other party.

"When you work, pay attention to rest, nothing is more important than your body. This time you sprain your ankle, you can cultivate your body. Also, since you are hospitalized, don't work hard all the time..."

Wu Xiaozu looked at He Pangpang, who was half leaning on the bed with a smile, with a gentle and natural look. At the same time, he took the report and put it aside while being stunned, and then put the water in the other party's hand.

"Is there anything I want to eat?" Wu Xiaozu asked with a smile.

He Pangpang took a sip of the water in the cup with a little nervousness and said, suppressing his heartbeat, and took the initiative to instruct the servant next to him, "Aunt Liu, put the flowers in the vase and trim the rhizomes, otherwise the roots will easily rot."

Turning his head, he looked at Wu Xiaozu with a natural smile, "What did you just say?"

"Which foot?" Wu Xiaozu lowered his head and swept down.

"It's okay, it's not serious." He Pangpang subconsciously shrank his legs, as if he noticed that he had reacted too much, took a sip of water and repeated: "It's just a little swollen, it's not a problem."

"Is it a snarling? That's really good..." Wu Xiaozu nodded, looked at the other party's tense body with his eyes hanging down, although he couldn't see his legs through the thin blanket.

"It's pretty good." He Pangpang nodded, paused, and suddenly said, "It won't affect the wedding."

"Does Mr. Xu know?" Wu Xiaozu asked.

"I know, he just left." He Pangpang smiled and pulled his hair down and lowered his head and drank another sip of water.

"Are you very thirsty?"

"Well?"

She looked at Wu Xiaozu stretching out her fingers, lowered her head, looked at the empty water cup, clearing her throat, "Cough um - maybe it's because the weather is a little dry after winter, and the liver fire has been relatively strong recently."

"Do you need me to pour you another glass of water?"

"Ah, oh... no... thank you." Without waiting for her to say anything, Wu Xiaozu had already taken the initiative to take the cup from her hand and turned around to pour water.

"Mr. Xu and your wedding are at Grand Hyatt Hotel? I heard someone before that in order to prepare for the wedding, I also specially airlifted 2,000 kilograms of flowers from the Netherlands to Hong Kong to prepare for the wedding?"

After looking at the man's back, He Pangpang twisted his head aside, "Is that so? I've been busy with work recently, and Julian is busy with this matter."

"A wealthy wedding, extraordinary action." Wu Xiaozu smiled indifferently, pointing to the flowers he had inserted into the vase by the servant, "I'm not that sophisticated."

He smiled and said, "I see there are honey and tangerine peel next to you. Soaked water to help you quench your thirst and promote salivation. The taste is sweeter, otherwise you will feel nauseous if you keep drinking white water."

As he said that, he handed it to the other party, "No hot, just drink it."

He Chaoqiong took the water cup, looked down at the tangerine peel and honey water, held it in his hand, and said nothing.

"The doctor said how many days will I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Uh...34...uh...56 days."

"Is that so? Isn't it serious?" Wu Xiaozu looked directly at the other party and asked with a smile.

"Didn't you just asked me to rest for a few more days? I can take advantage of this time to rest..." He Pangpang responded quickly and explained... But before she could finish her sentence, Wu Xiaozu suddenly lifted a corner of the quilt.

The eyes are two white and fat little feet, with sweaty soles and abrasions and swelling on their legs.

"What are you doing?!" He Pangpang screamed in panic, retracting his legs and hiding them in the thin blanket.

"Don't move..."

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to... cough cough..." Wu Xiaozu coughed dryly, looked at the other party, raised his eyebrows, "Can you shrink your legs so flexibly if you sprain your ankle?"

"I..." He Pangpang curled his legs, blinked his eyes, and then opened his mouth: "Hiss..."

"I'll send you this book by Glotovsky."

"What? Hiss..."

“A book that teaches performance.”

"What?"

After He Pangpang finished speaking, he immediately reacted and kicked him out, but he didn't prevent him from being caught by a pair of big hands. His eyes looked strange: "Has he sprained ankle?"

There was no swelling at the sprained ankle.

"Let me go!"

"Don't let it go."

"I called someone?"

"Do you want me to open the door for you?"

"Inglorious bastard!"

"Thank you, Pan Xi, you are not the first person to say that, I will just praise me."

Wu Xiaozu held his legs and saw that the other person's face became worse and worse. He also knew that too much was too much. He gently put down his legs, but his hands did not move away.

White, moist and straight, I really want to touch it.

However, he looked frivolous on his face, but Wu Xiaozu was very serious in his heart.

The other party blocked the news and also lied to himself. If it was really okay, how could he do this?

There is only one possibility that things are more serious than the other party said, and it will even affect the seriousness of her current status...

This is impossible for Wu Xiaozu to explore clearly.
To be continued...