Zhang Mingliang couldn't help but ask more questions.
Su Bai's expression was very serious when he mentioned this matter, and now he is even more serious: "You haven't recovered from your injury yet, don't be so arrogant, I know what you are thinking, but I understand to tell you, from the moment I marry you, I will
Know where your heart should be."
"..."
Zhang Mingliang looked at him with rare soft eyes, it would be great if he could carry it clearly.
"Don't ask such questions again."
"OK."
Zhang Mingliang agreed, and then took her mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian returned to the door of the ward and heard the ringing of her mobile phone in her pocket. She took it out and looked at it, smiled with relief, put it away again and pushed the door open to enter the room.
"Grandma, Mom, when did you come?"
After all, those two people couldn't bear to come over.
"Have you gone to see Su Bai and his wife?"
Wang Yue asked.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded and walked inside.
Wang Yue sighed in disappointment, but still asked: "How are they?"
"It's all good."
Zhuo Jian replied, walked to the bed and looked at the person on the bed. His face was still sallow, and he could tell that the fever had not gone away.
The old lady was very pleased that Zhuo Jian could only see her grandson. Seeing that she was also haggard, she said, "Sit down and talk."
"I'm not tired, grandma, mom, let me pour you some tea."
As Zhuo Jian said this, she withdrew her eyes and went to pour tea.
"We are not thirsty."
"Just take good care of your husband now, and there will be no need for etiquette matters."
Wang Yue said again.
The old lady glanced at her daughter-in-law, sighed helplessly, and said to Zhuo Jian with a smile: "Your mother will be confused if she cares about her now."
Zhuo Jian smiled and said nothing else.
Etiquette is actually also sincere.
The two elders came all the way, and she was just worried that they were thirsty.
"Do you still want a divorce now?"
Wang Yue suddenly looked at her and asked.
Zhuo Jian looked at her in surprise, thought for a moment, then lowered his head, "Yeah."
"Don't you feel bad that he's like this?"
Wang Yue asked her again.
"Mom, it's not that I don't feel sorry for you, but it's the same as one size."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and did not dare to raise it, but his inner thoughts could not be changed.
"You can tell the difference clearly. Your grandma asked me not to blame you for neglecting your husband during this period, but I am a mother. Your husband is lying in bed and unconscious. How about you go see other people."
"..."
Zhuo Jian was suddenly speechless.
"What are you talking about? Su Bai and his wife are friends with them through life, so Jian Jian should go and have a look."
The old lady reminded her daughter-in-law softly.
"Jian Jian, I think you have changed. You are no longer the Jian Jian who had your husband in your heart and eyes, and you no longer really care about him."
When Wang Yue said this, his eyes were stinging.
In fact, she also wanted Zhuo Jian to remain the same as before. In fact, she liked Zhuo Jian, but she couldn't stand Zhuo Jian's neglect of her son, and she felt so cold in her heart.
Zhuo Jian didn't expect Wang Yue to come and tell her this. Although she felt a little cold, she also understood that what Wang Yue said was the truth.
So she only glanced at Wang Yue and lowered her head without saying a word.