CEO He : Please Don't Love Me-Chapter 320 - The Stubborn Mo Roulan
"Zhihan, I am asking you something? Why is Lanlan standing outside your office?"
Fang Zhihan came out of his trance when he heard He Jian calling him.
After a deep and long sigh, he told He Jian
"She is asking me for the hospital bills."
"What?"
He Jian's surprised voice came from the other side.
On the other side, He Jian was sitting in the car that was being driven by Chu Feng at this moment. His blue eyes were filled with helplessness and confusion.
He actually had never thought that Mo Roulan would really go to Fang Zhihan's office and ask him for the hospital bills.
Why did she need to do that? Did she not know that she doesn't have to pay for anything in Fang Zhihan''s hospital. It was not only because that Fang Zhihan was his friend but He Jian has some shared in Fang Zhihan's hospital too so as a part of that hospital head committee, it was his right to have his close friends and family members get treatment from that hospital for free.
But Mo Roulan didn't know all of that. He Jian thought suddenly.
Still, he could not help but wonder from where did this thought come to her mind.
Sighing helplessly, he pressed his temples and said to Fang Zhihan
"I will be there in a moment."
"Alright… Come soon. Your girl seems so firm that I think she will perhaps fight with me if I refused to give her the hospital bills. Damn, Jian…why is your girl so fierce?"
A small smile graced He Jian's lips as he heard Fang Zhihan's words. The words 'Your girl' suddenly seemed to have a very deep meaning in his eyes and he liked very much to hear them.
Lanlan was his girl. He could feel his heart suddenly full even at this thought.
"Because she is my girl."
Finishing, He Jian hung up while on the other side of the phone, Fang Zhihan had his eyes wide with shock.
Did He Jian mean what he thought he meant?
Fang Zhihan walked towards his chair wearing the same shocked face. It took him a few moments to compose himself and when he did, his eyes were narrowed.
He will definitely find out what actually He Jian meant by those words. ｂｅｄ𝚗ｏ𝚟𝚎𝚕.𝚌𝚘ｍ
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It has been ten minutes since Mo Roulan had been standing outside Fang Zhihan's office. Fang Zhihan didn't come out though he called the receptionist who was asking her continuously that she should sit down in the waiting area and wait for Fang Zhihan to come out who was suddenly stuck in some important work.
Mo Roulan however didn't know whether she should believe these words or not.
She continued to stand at the same spot. From that spot, she could see the door of Fang Zhihan's office. So if he came out, she would be able to see him.
"Ma'am"
Mo Roulan heard the receptionist's voice again. The same receptionist who was talking to her so rudely just a few minutes ago was now talking to her so politely.
"Ma'am, please sit down. Doctor Fang told me that your leg is injured so you should not be standing for long."
"I am fine."
Mo Roulan said firmly.
The receptionist sighed and stopped speaking. Inside his office, Fang Zhihan walked to the window that was covered by the blinds. He removed them a little and tried to peek outside.
A helpless sigh escaped from his lips when he saw that Mo Roulan was still standing there stubbornly.
He didn't know if he should admire her for her insistence and think that she was so stupid.
But one thing that Fang Zhihan was sure of now was that Mo Roulan was not the type of girl that he had usually seen. If it had been anyone else, then by now they would have left, or perhaps they would not have even come to see him after the receptionist told them that they don't have to pay.
However, Mo Roulan came to meet him and asked for the hospital bills too.
Fang Zhihan licked his lips as he chuckled feeling happy suddenly that He Jian has found the right girl for himself.
After another sigh, he started to walk towards the door of his office. He Jian still had not come and Mo Roulan was standing outside his office. As a doctor, Fang Zhihan could not see this.
And he knew very well that if He Jian saw this then he would be in some big trouble.
So, he decided to go out and invite Mo Roulan inside his office. He could talk to her until He Jian would come here and manage everything.
Yes, that was the right thing to do.
Mo Roulan sighed in relief when she saw Fang Zhihan stepping out of his office. Truthfully, she was also feeling a little pain in her leg now but she didn't want to leave just like this. Even if she couldn't afford to pay the whole money, she wanted to pay at least half of it so that her heart will be at ease.
Otherwise, she will continue to think that she had taken some kind of favor from Fang Zhihan. However, a frown soon marred Mo Roulan's forehead when she didn't see anything in Fang Zhihan's hands…not even his phone.
"Doctor Fang, where are the hospital bills?"
Fang Zhihan immediately paused amidst his steps. He smiled forcefully as he wondered just how he should talk about something else with Mo Roulan when the first thing she asked from him was the hospital bills.
She didn't need to be that rigid, right?
He was He Jian's friend after all and a very good friend at that.
"How is Mo Chen now?"
Still, Fang Zhihan tried to change the direction of this small conversation. Mo Roulan surely noticed his attempt. She frowned but nonetheless answered his question calmly
"He is alright now."
Mo Roulan had just completed her words when she realized that she perhaps had never thanked Fang Zhihan properly for whatever he did for her brother.
Regardless of what he did in her past life and regardless of how much she didn't like him, she was grateful to him for saving her brother and helping them in their difficult time so she said politely
"Thanks to Doctor Fang."
Fang Zhihan was startled. He had not expected Mo Roulan to thank him suddenly out of nowhere.
A moment later something came to his mind. He smiled softly and said
"It's alright, Mo Roulan. But if you really want to thank me then go back to your family and don't worry about the hospital bills."
However, Mo Roulan's face immediately went indifferent with these words.
