After forcing herself to wash her hands and face, Zhan Aoze's attitude was still very tough. Yunduo had no choice but to agree to feed him. She was afraid of seeing his affectionate eyes, so Yunduo kept slightly lowering her eyelids to accept his kiss.
Feed.
"I'll go get some more." Unknowingly, he had drank a large bowl. Although she didn't even look at him, at least her appetite was good. He was really happy about this.
"No, I'm full, thank you." Yun Duo took the napkin placed on the table and wiped his mouth with a polite and cold attitude. The smile on Zhan Aoze's face froze slightly, "Can you not say thank you? I
He's your husband, your legal husband. Duoduo, don't you think your attitude towards me is too cold?"
Although he had suppressed his anger forcibly, there was still a hint of displeasure in his voice. If she hadn't been still ill, he would have really wanted to have a good talk with her about the issues of getting along as a couple.
Did he think she wanted to be cold? He was afraid that he would fall into it and there would be no room for rescue. Yun Duo really wanted to give him a hard look and scold him again. However, he could never do that.
She was sick and was taken care of by him considerately, but she still had such a cold attitude. Thinking about it from another perspective, if Zhan Aoze was the one who was sick and he was the one with the cold attitude, could she be able to act as if nothing had happened and not get angry?
I'm afraid it's impossible. A trace of guilt crept into my heart quietly. Yun Duo raised her sleepy eyes and looked at him, her red lips parted lightly: "It's my bad attitude, I'm sorry."
Looking at her apologetic eyes, Zhan Aoze's inner grievance disappeared instantly. He sat down next to her and gently held her hand for a while. He helped her put down the pillow she was leaning on.
Okay, let her lie down, tuck in the quilt thoughtfully, kiss her smooth forehead, and say softly: "Get some sleep, the doctor said she will give you an intravenous drip in the afternoon."
"You can have some porridge, and then go home and have a good sleep. It's not a serious illness, so you don't need to come over. I can take care of myself."
She huddled in the warm quilt, the concern in her eyebrows and eyes was very obvious. Zhan Aoze shook his head with a smile: "Have a good sleep. The doctor said that you are not serious. You will be observed in the hospital for one day. We can go back tomorrow afternoon."
Home."
He is talking about us, not me, and not you.
It passed into Yun Duo's ears so clearly, hitting a corner of her heart. I really like hearing these two words, which means they still have some kind of relationship, but how many times can I say it. In the end
, "we" will really be split into: "me" and "you"
Are you going back?
Listening to his breathing while sleeping, and having his strong arms when she woke up, very warm scenes flashed through her mind over and over again, like clips from a movie.
Even in his dream, Zhan Aoze could see her biting her lips tightly.
"Don't you want to go back yet?" Zhan Aoze took a few mouthfuls of porridge casually, rubbed her wrinkled eyebrows, and let out a soft sigh in the silent ward.
Hearing her steady breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief. He walked out of the ward with his cell phone and walked to the small garden of the hospital. He called his family and asked him to send some of Yun Duo's favorite meals for lunch.
"Duoduo is sick?" Lan Pingdi was walking into the living room and asked in surprise when Aunt Liu put down the phone.
"Master Lan?" Aunt Liu was startled, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Lan Pingdi, and signaled him not to tell anything, and not to let the master know.
"Okay, I won't tell." Lan Pingdi chuckled: "Make more and I will send them over and eat with them at noon."
Quietly snapping his fingers, Ze should be able to successfully bring Duoduo back this time. When a woman is sick, her feelings are the most fragile. Choosing to take gentle and considerate care at this time can achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Effect.
Returning to the ward, Yun Duo was still sleeping soundly. Standing in front of the window, looking around the ward, he suddenly felt that something was missing, so he called his assistant Zeng Mei.
"Assistant Zeng, help me go to the flower shop to order a bouquet of flowers suitable for the patient and send them to the hospital."
"President? Want to spend?" After finally sleeping in on the weekend, Zeng Mei had obviously just gotten up, and her voice was still full of sleepiness. Of course, she was more surprised.
The president wants to spend?
"Why, I can't ask for a bouquet of flowers?" Zhan Aoze frowned slightly.
"No, I'll do it right away." Zeng Mei said hurriedly. In her memory, the president seemed to have never given flowers to a woman. She couldn't help but want to gossip: "Is the president's wife sick?"
Just as Zhan Aoze was about to answer, the female doctor who scolded him last night came in for a ward round. Seeing him talking on the phone in the ward, he couldn't help but frown, remembering that he was scolded so fiercely by her yesterday.
At the scene, Zhan Aoze's mouth couldn't help but twitch, he said to the phone: "Go quickly!" and hung up.
Oops, I didn’t answer the question directly!
Could it be...
A scene suddenly popped up in Zeng Mei's mind. A luxurious apartment, a young girl who looked innocent but was actually very scheming...
Some time ago, there were rumors in the company that at the wedding of Qu's daughter, the president gave the president's wife a cornflower sapphire. Everyone was envious of the president's generosity and the fact that his former assistant Yun Duo was infinitely loved by the president.
However, from the current point of view, it was just a show at the banquet to show off Zhan's dignity.
Alas! It’s just a game for a wealthy family. You know it’s just a game, but why is it always so desirable?
After hanging up the phone from Zhan Aoze, Zeng Mei sighed heavily.
"It's best not to make phone calls in the ward, which will affect the patient's rest." Fortunately, this time the female doctor's tone was not as harsh as before.
Watching the doctor leave, Zhan Aoze put his phone back in his pocket, and his scalp felt a little heavy. The special ward he wanted had a big bed, and seeing the people sleeping so soundly in the bed, he really wanted to go up there and hug him.
He wanted her to have a good sleep. But thinking that the flower shop would deliver the flowers soon, he cheered up and leaned on the sofa to take a nap.
Because it was the weekend, the flower shop was very busy. The flower delivery girl said she would have to wait for a while before delivering the flowers. Remembering that President Zhanda told her to hurry up, she took a taxi to deliver the flowers herself.
Of course, there was also the element of gossip. She wanted to see if the president was taking care of the girl she saw that time in the hospital.
Hearing the knock on the door, Zhan Aoze woke up, rubbed his sore eyes, and asked Zeng Mei to come in.
"What are you looking at?" Zhan Aoze watched with some confusion as Zeng Mei put the flowers in place and looked at the hospital bed with curious eyes.
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