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Chapter 832 text messages before bed

"Guangyou, have you finished eating?" Xiaolan walked out of the bathroom and saw Guangyou standing in the living room, with two buckets of instant noodles placed on the table next to her.

"After eating, hurry up and wash up and go to rest early. It's still late."

It was not until he heard Xiaolan's voice that Guangyou came back to his senses.

"Well... I'll go after eating."

"Then let's go back to the room first. Guangyou, remember to go to bed early." Xiaolan felt that Guangyou was a little strange, as if she had something to do in her heart.

But she didn't ask.

Who doesn’t have a secret in his heart that he can’t tell?

"Okay." Guangyou calmed down and nodded.

After saying "Good night" to each other, Xiaolan and Ye went back to their room to sleep.

And Guangyou continued to solve the instant noodles that he hadn't finished eating.

After a while, the noodles have become a little swelling, but the taste is OK.

After eating instant noodles, Guangyou cleaned up the table, then dispose of the remaining noodle soup and empty bowls, and then went to wash.

After washing up, he returned to the room. Guangyou called Hattori Heiji and Conan to wash up. He climbed into bed and prepared to go to bed.

Before going to bed, Guangyou habitually took out his cell phone and took a look.

I found an unread text message.

When he was in the park before, he muted his phone in order not to disturb him, although...

Not many people know his cell phone.

But it was adjusted anyway.

When he opened the text message, Guangyou's lips raised, "Why did this girl send me a text message... Is there anything you can't say face to face?"

The person who sent the text message was Xiao Ai, and the time was probably when he ate noodles before.

"Don't think too much, go to bed early."

There is another sentence later.

"Good night."

The black characters on the screen seemed to have a little warmth at this moment. Guangyou looked at the text message and smiled.

This was a text message half an hour ago. Guangyou didn't want to disturb Xiao Ai's sleep, so he didn't reply.

After looking at the content of the text message again, Guangyou turned off the screen and placed his phone next to the pillow.

Not long after closing his eyes, Guangyou suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes and walked to the desk.

When Kwangyu was lying on the bed again, there was a Shiba Inu-shaped doll next to his pillow.

Closed his eyes, Guangyou smiled, as if he was to himself, as if he was replying to the text message, and said softly.

"Good night..."

...

The next morning, the group finished their breakfast, rested for a while, and set off for Mihua General Hospital.

Mr. Nanchuan, who is in a strong head, is now recuperating there.

In a single ward in the hospital, Nanchuan was lying on the hospital bed. Hearing the movement of opening the door, he turned his head and took a look.

The door was pushed open, and Guangyou and his group walked into the ward.

"It's you."

After resting in the hospital for a day or two, although Nan Chuan was still wearing a bandage, his whole body looked much better.

I don't speak as weak as I did a few days ago.

"Mr. Nankawa, how are you recovering?" Hattori Heiji walked to the hospital bed, and without being too polite, he moved a chair and sat down.

He sat up with his hands and stood up halfway. Nanchuan raised his pillow, put it behind his back, and replied, "It's recovering well."

"The doctor said that the injury was not very serious, but he still had to stay in the hospital for a week. If there was no problem, he could go home to recuperate."

"It's fine." Hattori Heiji nodded.

On the side, He Ye stepped forward and put the fruit basket he bought on the road on the bedside table, saying, "Mr. Nanchuan, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Just come, there is no need to bring anything." Nanchuan turned his head and looked at the fruit basket and thanked him, "But thank you still."

Retracting his gaze, Nanchuan said again: "After going back, say hello to Minister Yuanshan for me."

"I will tell my father." He Ye nodded and responded.

"Thank you..." Nanchuan glanced at the people in the ward and suddenly said apologetically, "I'm really sorry for this incident."

He prepared before he persuaded Ito Misari, and expected that he would be extremely unlikely to persuade him, and would even fall into danger.

But what he didn't expect was that someone would come to him.

After all, this is his own business.

Let others fall into danger because of him, this is his fault.

"It's okay. If you want to say sorry, I actually think Mr. Nankawa, you might as well say 'thank you'." Hattori Heiji waved his hand and said indifferently.

"If we hadn't come, you might have been silenced."

He is taking another perspective to ease the current atmosphere.

"That's right."

Nankawa, who could come up with that kind of code, was not stupid. After being stunned, he also understood Hattori Heiji's profound meaning and nodded with a smile.

"Thank you so much this time!"

This thank you comes from the heart. Nankawa is really grateful to Hattori Heiji and the others.

Although he was prepared to die when he was arrested, it is absolutely false to say that he was unhappy to survive.

He still cherishes his life very much.

"Yes." Hattori Heiji didn't say anything like "no thank you" and replied with a smile.

In this kind of thing, you should do what you should do. There is no need to be too polite, as it will not only bring people face, but also appear to be distracted.

Next to the hospital bed, Guangyou accidentally saw a newspaper on the bedside table, which read about the horse racing two days ago.

"I really like to bet..." Guangyou has no interest in this kind of thing. If it involves gambling, he can do things.

It seems that even machines can do things, let alone such artificially controlled competitions. It is easy to do something secretly.

Horse racing can tamper with horses or buy riders...

Of course, there are also many regular horse racing competitions, but some competitions are really the ones who want to win, and whoever wants to win will win.

"Don't touch these things in the future."

Miami Kuangyou's eyes remained on the newspaper on the bedside table. Xiao Ai glanced at the contents on it, and then spoke up to remind him.

Hearing Xiao Ai's voice, Guangyou came to his senses and glanced at her.

"I still want to buy a bag." Xiao Ai looked at Guangyou with a natural expression and said.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in this kind of thing." Guangyou replied with a smile.

"Yeah." Xiao Ai nodded.

While the two were talking, Hattori Heiji ended the conversation with Nankawa.

"Mr. Nankawa, then we'll leave first." Hattori Heiji saw that Mr. Nankawa was recovering well, so he prepared to leave.

They came here to see the injured.

There is an age gap between the two, and there are not many common topics. The only common topic is this case.

You can't let him talk to Mr. Nanchuan about where he has been going in the past few days, right?

They are not familiar with this level.

He knew Mr. Nanchuan only because he had the former subordinates of Ye’s father.

"Okay, you guys go slowly. I won't give you this way." Nanchuan lowered his head and signaled the bandage on his body.

He said to several people, "If you have time in the future, you can come to me and I will treat you to a meal as a thank you."

"We will go when we have time." Hattori Heiji got up and greeted him, "Then we're leaving, Mr. Nankawa, you have a good rest."

"Okay." Nanchuan lay on the hospital bed, watching the few people walking out the door, and repeated it again, "Say hello to Minister Yuanshan for me."

"I will tell my father." He Ye walked at the end, and when he heard this, he repeated the words just now.

"Thanks."

"No need to thank you, Mr. Nanchuan, please have a good rest."

"good."

After another polite conspiracy, he closed the door of the ward with Ye.
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