苏韵是真不明白她何出此言，但显然夏乔没有要继续解释的意思。                                                                                夏乔从门诊楼出来，烟瘾犯了，到垃圾桶那边抽了跟烟，才去停车场取车，没想到在停车场巧遇去车里那文件袋的傅明琰。                                                                                更巧的是，他们两人的车紧挨着，她刚才停车也没注意看周围的车。                                                                                “还真是冤家路窄。”夏乔自嘲道。                                                                                傅明琰盯着她若有所思的看了几秒，最后冷淡警告她：“以后别去找苏韵！”                                                                                夏乔倚在车门上，不屑一顾的表情，“呵，我找谁看病就连法律都管不着我，你这是咸吃萝卜淡操心了吧。来，你跟我说道说道，你现在是以什么立场来警告我？”                                                                                傅明琰喉间轻滚，嘴唇紧抿，没吱声。                                                                                夏乔笑，掏出烟，又扔了一支给他，傅明琰接住烟，却攥在手心揉捻着。                                                                                她缓缓吐着烟雾说道：“