Liang Yu opened the door and came in, walked to his bedside and leaned over to see him, and even raised her hand to touch his forehead.
That ambiguous and concerned behavior made it seem as if she was his wife.
Fu Yanye frowned, but he still fell asleep and didn't wake up.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but frown while sitting nearby.
Liang Yu tried the temperature again and again, then turned around and asked: "How on earth do you take care of him?"
"who are you?"
Zhuo Jian was originally unhappy that she stretched out her hand to touch Fu Yanye's forehead. Now that she was asking for help, Zhuo Jian was even more unhappy and asked coldly.
"...Who do you think I am? Zhuo Jian, Fu Yanye was fine when we separated last night."
Liang Yu was offended by her "Who are you?" and was very angry.
"Let's go out and talk."
Zhuo Jian made a faint sound and wanted to get up, but he had been holding hers with one hand since he hung up the intravenous drip, and he wouldn't let her move.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and glanced at the two people's intertwined hands, and said softly: "I'll be right back."
Liang Yu's face immediately turned red and white.
Isn't he in a coma?
After Zhuo Jian said those words, Fu Yanye no longer forced him to stay.
She took out her hand, stood up and glanced at Liang Yu.
Only then did Liang Yu realize that although he was unconscious, he could still hear?
Soon, two women stood outside the door.
Zhuo Jian closed the door.
Liang Yu looked at her and felt that she was pretending, and couldn't help but asked her angrily: "We are about to get divorced, how can we pretend to be a good wife and mother? Zhuo Jian, if you want to leave, just leave. I will take care of you here."
"Are you going to take care of me? In what capacity will you take care of me?"
Zhuo Jian asked.
"I am a childhood sweetheart."
Liang Yuyu hesitated for a few seconds, and then she felt that his description was impeccable.
"You take yourself too seriously. You are not really a childhood sweetheart."
"I don't count, but I am more qualified than you. Since your heart is not with him, you don't have to pretend here. Even if I am an ordinary friend, I should take care of him here."
"No matter how bad things get between us husband and wife, it's not your turn as an outsider to tell me this. Miss Liang probably doesn't understand Chinese, otherwise there wouldn't have been so many deviant behaviors just now, but there's no need for etiquette, justice and integrity.
Yet?"
Zhuo Jian spoke slowly.
"Why have I gone deviant? Is it called deviant if I care about a friend's physical condition? Is it called ignorant of etiquette, justice, and integrity? Zhuo Jian, I know etiquette, justice, integrity, and sense of proportion better than you do. I understand that you want to humiliate me, but you are not worthy yet.
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"Miss Liang, you are not qualified to say such things to our wife."
Yuan Man and Chang Xia stood aside and listened to everything, and felt their fists itching.
"Yes, you are the one who doesn't deserve it."
Chang Xia even wanted to slap her.
"I don't deserve it? At least he is willing to sit down and tell me what's on his mind. How many people in this world can hear what's on his mind?"
Liang Yu said.
"The so-called inner thoughts of Miss Liang are not that our boss can't let go of our wife, right? Our boss doesn't need to say this kind of inner thoughts, the whole world also understands, why is it that only Miss Liang has to say it out in order for our boss to understand?
?”
Wang Rui came from a distance and said in a loud voice.
Liang Yu always looked at him with a bit of awe, knowing his skills and methods, and her tone was a bit forbearing, but she was still conceited, "Whether I understand or not is one thing, but he is willing to tell me...
It's something else."
Having said this, Liang Yu was proud.
He was willing to talk to her, something many people couldn't let him do.