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- "Dongni, why do you have time to come here?" Wang Baoyu asked with a smile. To be honest, when he saw Wei Dongni, he felt relaxed and without any pressure.
"It's a day off today. I wanted to come over and see you. I didn't bother you." Wei Dongni said very sensibly.
"It doesn't matter, this is your sister Meixuan." Wang Baoyu introduced.
"Sister is so beautiful." Wei Dongni said politely.
"Baoyu, who is this?" Li Meixuan asked with a smile.
"A little sister from the same town, Wei Dongni, is attending college in the city." Wang Baoyu said.
"Dong Ni, haha, what a cute name. What is that in your hand?" Li Meixuan asked curiously.
Wei Dongni's face suddenly turned red and she hesitated to speak. Li Meixuan stood up and left, leaving behind a sentence: "You are a little kid but a ghost."
Seeing that Li Meixuan was gone, Wei Dongni handed the things over. The black plastic bag contained a man's shirt. She said shyly: "Brother, I bought you a shirt."
"Dong Ni, you are still in school, why are you buying things for me?" Wang Baoyu declined.
"Brother, you have helped me so much, I, I have always wanted to repay you." Wei Dongni said.
"Silly girl, don't I still have some skills? Otherwise, I may not be able to help if I want to." Wang Baoyu said.
"You can accept it. This brand is also very famous. It's still a hundred and two after discounts." Wei Dongni explained hurriedly for fear that Wang Baoyu would dislike it.
One hundred and two, hey, the shirts Wang Baoyu wore cost thousands. However, Wei Dongni was still a student and her family was not wealthy. As the saying goes, courtesy is light but affection is high, so Wang Baoyu happily accepted it.
Wei Dongni blushed and asked Wang Baoyu to try it, and if it didn't work, she would change it.
"I like wearing new clothes the most." Wang Baoyu agreed happily, and then went to the bathroom to change into them. Not to mention, they fit quite well. After coming out, Wang Baoyu suddenly felt a very strange feeling.
Wearing a shirt bought by Wei Dongni, a tie gifted by Cheng Xueman, a bracelet gifted by Tao Ran on her wrist, and a lighter belonging to Tang Qiangwei, it seems like she is covered with things given by women. Unfortunately, there are no things from White Peony.
"Big brother is so handsome." Wei Dongni praised.
"Dongni, big brother also gives you a gift. Don't dislike it if it's used." Wang Baoyu said, took out the gold pen given by Mayor Ruan and handed it to Wei Dongni.
Wow, the little girl immediately covered her mouth in surprise, took it carefully, and asked, "This must be very expensive."
"It's nothing. I hope Dongni can study hard and become a promising girl soon." Wang Baoyu encouraged.
"Hehe, don't worry, big brother, I am now number one in the class." Wei Dongni said proudly.
Wei Dongni chatted with Wang Baoyu for a while, then got up to go back. She probably didn't have much time to see Wang Baoyu. Wang Baoyu happily got up and drove her to see her, and went to the hospital to visit Du Qianqian.
As soon as he entered the ward, he was faced with a huge flower basket, which was many times bigger than the flowers he bought last night. Seeing that Du Qianqian was in much better spirits on the hospital bed, Wang Baoyu pretended to be relaxed and said: "Qianqian, some handsome boy sent this to me. ¡±
"Cheng Xueman just sent it. It cost several hundred." Du Qianqian said disdainfully, probably dissatisfied with Cheng Xueman's price for buying something.
Wang Baoyu was very happy, whether it was intentional or not, after all, Cheng Xueman had done something personal. He sat next to Du Qianqian with concern, touched Du Qianqian's forehead out of habit, and asked: "Qianqian, you feel better. "
"It's okay, it's just that one hand is missing and it feels quite awkward." Du Qianqian said, with another look of sadness on her face.
"I remember it was shown on TV that in foreign countries, human hands can be transplanted. Don't worry, if it doesn't work, we can just transplant another hand." Wang Baoyu comforted.
"I don't want other people's hands, it's disgusting." Du Qianqian said angrily.
"Then let's find a good-looking hand to connect it to, try to be exactly the same as yours, you don't have to worry about the cost, I will take care of it." Wang Baoyu persuaded.
"It's really not necessary. All tissues of the human body are very delicate. Although the operation has a certain success rate, there will definitely be rejection reactions of varying degrees. At that time, you really had to take antibiotics for a lifetime. Why bother? That's it for me. , It¡¯s all about living.¡± Speaking of this, Du Qianqian looked decadent again.
Wang Baoyu sat next to Du Qianqian, took her left hand and asked: "Qianqian, can I have a few words of confidence with you?"
"Yeah, of course."
"Qianqian, although your right hand is gone, I think this is another gift from God to you.?Arrangements. "Wang Baoyu said seriously: "With regret for your loved ones, you joined the ranks of deceased makeup artists. Yes, everyone will say that this profession is very noble. You have a heart like an angel, but you can't. How many men will really make up their mind to marry you? "
"I know, I heard that the husband of a female forensic doctor asked her to wear gloves every time she was close to her." Du Qianqian lowered her head and murmured.
"Qianqian, maybe the phenomenon will change in the future, but if you continue in this career, it will really delay your lifelong happiness." Wang Baoyu continued: "Even if there is no longer a transplant, we can also install an auxiliary prosthesis. Maybe we will have a new life of our own.¡±
"Will there ever be such a day?" Du Qianqian asked with tears in her eyes.
"Definitely. Put down your psychological burden and recuperate well. When you are discharged from the hospital, if you don't want to return to Xingbei Group, then come to my place. The salary will definitely not be low." Wang Baoyu looked at Du Qianqian's still haggard face, and felt a surge of emotion in her heart. Apologize.
"Come on, if I'm with Cheng Xueman, she won't laugh at me all day long." Du Qianqian refused, and said: "From now on, I will just be an online writer and live with computers all my life."
"Then I will be your most loyal fan." Wang Baoyu said.
"Don't give rewards, just subscribe." Du Qianqian smiled and said, "Baoyu, can I trouble you with something?"
"A hundred pieces will do." Wang Baoyu said, patting his chest.
"I was injured very suddenly. Please help me log into the novel website and explain it to the fans for me. Just say that I am sick. Don't talk about losing my hand. I don't want the fans to pity me." Du Qianqian said.
"I'll do it when I get back." Wang Baoyu promised. Du Qianqian told the website address and account password, and Wang Baoyu took a note and wrote it down.
Wang Baoyu took the task given by Du Qianqian and left the ward. When he returned to the office, he logged into the website and found the novel "The Morgue of Horror" written by Du Qianqian, pen name: The Corpse Caressing Girl. It has more than one million words and over 100 million clicks. It is a very popular novel on the list.
As expected, there were a lot of comments urging the update, some were insulting and some were concerned, but in short, the popularity is still quite strong.
Wang Baoyu clumsily logged into his account and password. After struggling for a long time, he issued a notice to stop updating. In Du Qianqian's tone, she said that she was sick and hospitalized. When the update would be announced, fans were asked for their understanding. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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