YY8848高清私人影院

  Jiang Weiyang often brings some teasing little things with her, probably never thought that one day such treatment would fall on her.

  Under Murong Qiao\'s reminder, she unconsciously began to touch up her own makeup, but before the process started, she felt itchy on her face.

  Jiang Weiyang stretched out his hand and scratched unconsciously, just about to say that he felt uncomfortable, when he raised his head, he saw that the people around him seemed to be staring at him with a very strange gaze.

   On Jiang Weiyang\'s invisible face, countless red rashes emerged from her fair skin, and they didn\'t disappear, on the contrary, they became more and more serious, and even the one in the eye socket was particularly noticeable.

   It\'s a bit like a patient with an infectious disease.

  Many people had such thoughts in their hearts, and then they couldn\'t help but take half a step back, instinctively wanting to distance themselves from Jiang Weiyang, even though they knew that the other party didn\'t seem to be ill.

What\'s wrong?

  Jiang Weiyang sensed something was wrong, but the movements of his hands did not stop immediately.

  Itching is like isolating itching, the more you touch it, the more you feel it is not enough, Jiang Weiyang didn\'t even react.

   Now it\'s not her turn to pay attention to Murong Qiao, Jiang Weiyang was directly watched by more and more people, followed by a friend who appeared out of nowhere.

   "Weiyang! What\'s the matter with your face?!" The friend hurriedly brought over a small shirt, hurriedly busying Jiang Weiyang to block the sight of those watching the show.

  Until the moment when his friend came over, Jiang Weiyang looked through the mirror next to him for a moment and saw his face full of red spots, which could almost be called a scary face, and finally couldn\'t help but let out a scream.

  The call was so loud and clear that the passer-by waiter almost fell down in fright.

   This time there is no need for friends to remind, Jiang Weiyang directly covered her face firmly.

   That little shirt fabric was tightly held in her hands, covering her face to block the probing sight of those who looked over, it was also like the last city wall, becoming Jiang Weiyang\'s last fig leaf.

  Looking at her like this, Murong Chuan directly grabbed Murong Qiao\'s hand and got up and backed away.

   "Don\'t watch it, don\'t watch it! Who told you to watch it!" Jiang Weiyang\'s distraught voice sounded.

   But the sound couldn\'t hinder any action. Instead, as part of the ugliness, it was captured in the video by the mobile phone secretly taken out by others.

   Presumably it won\'t be long before this brand new "image" of Jiang Weiyang will be circulated in the circle.

Murong Qiao saw from beginning to end just now, seeing that the other party had a problem, he couldn\'t help but shift his eyes to the box of powder cake that was replaced by his third brother just now, and the friend who is now standing beside Jiang Weiyang, supporting the other party\'s concern .

   This friend didn’t pay attention when she came out of the bathroom just now, but thinking about it now...

  The light in Murong Qiao\'s eyes gradually turned cold, and the originally raised corners of his lips gradually flattened. The unconsciously tense face made people feel calm and majestic at first glance.

   It is quite worthy of her "hard work" to reap the consequences.

  Murong Qiao thought in his heart, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to An Nuo, sharing the fun of the moment with him.

  Jiang Weiyang\'s embarrassment caused a lot of trouble at the banquet, and the incident happened so suddenly that Jiang Weiyang had to hastily announce that he was allergic to something and ate it by mistake, which caused it.

   It\'s a pity that the image is gone forever, and she can\'t get it back even if she wants to.

  The atmosphere at the banquet also had a lot of private conversations because of this incident, and everyone whispered to each other.

  Everyone spoke in a very low voice, and did not reveal their chat content to others, but in Jiang Weiyang\'s eyes at this moment, everyone was talking about him.

   Taking advantage of the turbulent atmosphere, a figure quietly slipped outside from the banquet, and walked along the corridor to the small garden next to the outside.

   It\'s almost time to calculate...

  Zheng Qiu was calculating the time in his mind, while rushing towards the small garden.

  She is not interested in Jiang Weiyang making a fool of himself, Zheng Qiu is more concerned about what is going on with Shen Xi.

   It hasn’t been long since Xin Qingxue just left, and she won’t miss the latest rescue time when she passes by now…

   Zheng Qiu\'s small calculations were crackling.

  Just waited for her to walk to the side of the small garden, seeing the empty seats, and Shen Xi and Yanxiu who were completely missing, she was immediately dumbfounded.

   No, what about people?

  Zheng Qiu rushed to nothing, looked around unwillingly, and then confirmed that the person should have left, then turned around and went back home in agitated mood.

   "Tsk..." She looked dissatisfied at the position where Shen Xi was just now.

   In such a short period of time, could it be that others got there first?

  Thinking of Murong Qiao\'s rescue of Shen Xi at the charity auction and the subsequent developments, Zheng Qiu suddenly had a bad premonition that things were out of his control, as well as unhappiness and jealousy.

  However, from a certain point of view, what Zheng Qiu guessed is indeed correct.

  At this time, Yanxiu and Shen Xi had just arrived at the Central Hospital, and went for an examination in the middle of the night.

"It will take some time for the test results. You two wait here for a while. If you need anything, just ring the bedside bell. I will come right away." The little nurse on the night shift explained gently, her eyes still flickering from time to time. Yanxiu and Shen Xi wandered between.

   Shen Xi nodded, "Thank you."

   "You\'re welcome." After making sure there was nothing wrong, the little nurse walked out of the ward, leaving room for Yanxiu and Shen Xi.

   Being driven all the way by the other party, and now accompanied by him for an examination, even Shen Xi who likes Yanxiu is a little embarrassed.

  After the nurse left, she was quiet for a while, but Shen Xi couldn\'t help but ask.

   "Actually, it\'s fine for me to stay here alone. I\'ve already troubled you today..."

   Yanxiu shook his head, "Wait for your mother to come."

  He is socially phobic, but he doesn\'t know everything.

   Leaving Shen Xi here at night, Yanxiu asked himself that he couldn\'t do such a thing.

   "...Then, that\'s fine." Shen Xi was originally not firm in her will, but she didn\'t even realize what Yanxiu said, so she followed the other party\'s words and agreed vaguely.

   Yanxiu was sitting beside the hospital bed, all his attention was focused on some reports that had already come out.

  In order to prevent Shen Xi from noticing any problems, and there are few people at night, Yanxiu simply chose a full-body inspection, and the result was the one that was more detailed.

  So this also made Yanxiu realize very clearly how weak Shen Xi\'s body is.

   "Asthma, multiple allergies and other complications, the respiratory tract is also prone to inflammation and infection..."

  Every time he turns a page, he can pronounce two or three key words.

   It should be said that apart from chatting with the second brother Murong Zheng, these few pieces of paper simply "opened the eyes" of Yanxiu.

  But Shen Xi has long been used to listening to it, and sometimes she even knows her physical condition better than the doctor.

   It is said that a long illness makes a doctor, but Shen Xi, who has grown up since childhood, has the most say in this sentence.

  But Yanxiu was thinking about another thing.

  He didn\'t forget that Shen Xi ran towards his designer every three days, and even for a while, he could see him chatting with Xiao Gu at the front desk every day.