Chapter 211 Going to the Civil Affairs Bureau (End of 2)
Gu Jian's mind was very confused. In order to calm herself down, she chose to help Fu Yan.
When we came out, Aunt Wu just made ginger tea.
Gu Jian was embarrassed to have troubled her so much when she came here the first day, so she quickly asked Aunt Wu to rest while she went to Fu Yan's room with ginger tea.
I thought that Fu Yan must be waiting for me to wash his hair in the bathroom, but I didn't expect to open the door and find a man standing in front of the closet with a towel on it, as if he was looking for clothes.
Seeing Gu Jian coming over, Fu Yan put on the bathrobe calmly.
"Have you drunk?"
He was so calm that he couldn't say much. Gu Jian nodded and handed him the ginger tea in her hand.
"Drink some too!"
Fu Yan didn't seem to like the taste, but when he saw Gu Jian handing it over, he frowned and drank it.
Seeing his changed expression after drinking, Gu Jian couldn't help but laugh: "I thought you weren't afraid of anything, but I didn't expect you were afraid of this."
"It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I don't like the taste!"
Fu Yan's stubborn explanation.
Gu Jian echoed: "Well, yes, yes, I know what you said!"
Even ghosts could hear that perfunctory behavior.
Fu Yan continued to explain: "When I was a child, I had poor health and often needed to drink these things. I drank so much that I had a psychological shadow."
His body...
Thinking back to the last time he had a stomachache, it certainly didn't happen temporarily.
To be honest, if he hadn't discovered it in time last time, maybe his condition would have become more serious and eventually developed to an uncontrollable point. This shows that this man really doesn't know how to take care of himself.
But he even hated the taste of ginger soup. She asked him to drink traditional Chinese medicine, but he didn't say anything, and he persisted for such a long time. When he was just packing his things, he saw him take the medicine out of his suit pocket and get it from the hospital.
of bills.
During this period of time, I never asked about his condition, but I didn't expect that he would still drink.
"Since you know it doesn't taste good, you should pay more attention to it. Your health is the most important thing." Gu Jian said, calmly pulling his arm and checking his pulse.
It has indeed improved a lot after the treatment, but the medicine is no longer suitable. It seems that I need to find another opportunity to get a new prescription.
Fu Yan was not wary of Gu Jian at all, and didn't care what she did. He was pulled away by Gu Jian obediently, knowing that she wanted to feel his pulse, and he cooperated very well.
Mr. Gu is not in good health. Even if Gu Jian has some medical skills, it is normal. She is diagnosing her pulse because she is worried about him. It is too late for him to be happy, so how can he think that she has something to hide!
Entering the bathroom, the washing machine is still spinning. It seems that the clothes are not ready yet...
Um, the clothes are not ready yet, doesn't that mean there is a complete vacuum inside his bathrobe?
Gu Jian felt that she was confused again.
He suddenly broke in without waiting for others to clean up, and he didn't worry about any embarrassment.
Miscalculation, miscalculation, never do it again next time.
As for this time...she didn't think about anything just now, nor did she guess anything...
The recliner for washing hair was prepared by Song Ye.
He went to the barber shop to wash his hair. When he came back, he said that the massage made him feel so comfortable that he could fall asleep. Then he bought this recliner. There were only two people in the family and they never used it. Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy today.
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Watching Fu Yan lie down, Gu Jian suddenly thought of the scene where she took care of her grandfather when he was sick. However, the situation was not so good at that time, and there was no such comfortable shampooing chair. Later, when she could afford it, she couldn't always
Stay home.
And my hair...
Maybe my mother had washed her hair like this before, but those things were already very distant and vague to me.
Gu Jian's movements were gentle. She washed him very carefully and seriously, and even massaged him in an unprofessional but very comfortable way.
Worried about her embarrassment, Fu Yan didn't open her eyes, just enjoying the hard-won silence and tenderness.
When he was about to finish washing, Fu Yan suddenly said: "This is the first time that someone else washes my hair."
He has always been mysophobic, and Gu Jian has no doubt about this.
But why is he saying this all of a sudden?
"Um!"
"So let me replace you from now on!"
Gu Jian was stunned for a moment before realizing that he meant that he would wash her hair in the future.
She didn't stop what she was doing, but she didn't answer either.
When Fu Yan didn't get a response, he opened his eyes and took a look.
But she found that Gu Jian's eyes were complex and intense, as if she was hiding a long story.
She is obviously not as old as him, so what exactly has she gone through, and how much has she gone through, to make her so complicated?
When their eyes met, Gu Jian immediately lowered his eyes, withdrew his gaze, covered Fu Yan's head with a towel, and then turned around: "That's it!"
Fu Yan stood up and wiped her hair with a towel, but the look in her eyes just now could not be forgotten in his mind.
"Jian Jian~"
When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and he stopped talking.
Gu Jian knew he had seen it and understood what he wanted to ask.
She just remembered some old things.
Because once, there was a person who washed her hair like this.
At that time, she wore heavy makeup, got into fights, and everyone said she was up to no good, but that person was the only one who always had a smile on his face when facing her.
Only that person can wipe the dirt off her face and say to her, "I'm still here!"
But...
Gu Jian controlled the tears that almost burst out of her eyes.
Outside the window, you can still hear the sound of rain, just like your own thoughts, which are constantly being stirred up.
Rainy days are really annoying!
Her emotions were aroused, and Gu Jian's mood dropped for a moment.
The man in front of him was wiping his hair, with drops of water dripping from the tips of his slightly damp hair. Crystal drops of water flowed down his neck. He could only move one arm, but somehow he looked so handsome, seductive, and even...
A special kind of attraction to people.
It's a pity that no one appreciates the beautiful scenery. From Gu Jian's perspective at this moment, he is so beautiful that she can't even get close...
"Jian Jian..." Fu Yan started, but before he could speak, Gu Jian interrupted him.
"I see other things are ready. The hair dryer is over there. You can blow it yourself! I'm tired and want to go back and rest first."
"Jian Jian!" Fu Yan called her out without giving up!
Gu Jian stopped but did not turn around: "Is there anything else?"
"Are you really not going to travel?"
He asked carefully, with every word filled with anticipation.
Gu Jian bit her lip. After a long time, she finally relaxed.
"Okay, you can go!"
"Really? Then we..."
"When we get back, we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau!"