Cosset You Forever

His had aquiline nose, thin lips, and skin kinda fair probably because he studied medicine indoor all the year round.

Chuck Si, 26 years old, had inherited the superior medical skill from his family, and was known as a medical genius at a young age. Without seeking help from his family, he invested his own deposits in and established Chengyang VIP Private Hospital jointly with Harry.

However, he was cold and eccentric. He seldom made friends with others, except those who he admired.

"I'm done." Chuck Si took his eyes off the medical equipment, and frowned when he noticed that Lola Li was looking at him.

With hands in the suit pants pockets, Harry Si nodded at him. Chuck Si left with his assistants with no more talking.

The ward fell silent. Harry Si went back to the desk to check documents in the laptop.

"Hey ..., hello." Lola Li said after thinking about what to say for a long time.

She wanted to continue but stopped on a second thought. Harry Si was just looking at her without a word.

"What's wrong with me? Did you send me here?"

"You are sick, and I sent you here." Harry Si gave her a simple answer and focused on his laptop again.

"Thank you. When can I leave hospital?"

"Tomorrow."

The question was, where could she go after leaving hospital? Her grandfather's home? No, it was too far from here in the countryside. How about Wendy's home? Not likely, as her bed was not big enough for both of them to sleep on it.

Zoe. His apartment with two bedrooms was appropriate. She

to make a phone call to Zoe. But her

me, sir, can I borrow your phone?" "Though cold, he may be warmhearted since he

Si." She was so noisy that he couldn't concentrate on his work. Hence, he shut his laptop down and told her

Hungry?" Lola heard that word indistinctly and blurted them out when her mind wandered, not knowing

the eyebrows wrinkling very tightly, as if the deep

only two or three strides.

need to teach you how to spell it?" Harry Si announced, gnashing his teeth and

even know each other." Lola Li was a little angry. She would cry that "My man was Mike, not Harry" if it were several days

was accompanied by nobody, but herself.

last month, celebrated her 22nd birthday a few days ago, and slept with her man in Room 888 on the 8th floor of the Peninsula Hotel on the same

almost screamed. Who was this guy? Why did he

is 70cm, and you have a black

shut up? How did you know? Tell me! Did you peep at

lips, Lola snatched her hands away and rubbed them on the quilt

childish yet stubborn woman, went back to the table, took out pieces of paper from the

she saw the words on the cover and raised her head, while Harry Si showed

a heavy bomb at

virginity too, OK? You stole my lines!" Her eyes almost popped out as she could hardly believe that this man was the one she slept with that night! Yes, it was him! Mr. Escort! She really should get out of bed to beat him to death

one hand in the pants pocket, and passed a high-end fountain pen to her with the other hand

she was in no mood to marry. Third, what if he was a human trafficker? It is true that we cannot judge others by their looks. He