Zhuo Jian thought that it was probably too long since he had heard him speak so fiercely about his Fu Yanye woman, and for a moment he forgot to refute.
After a long time, she calmed down and whispered: "If you sit there and stare, the nurses will be scared."
"Is it still my fault?"
Fu Yanye felt even more unhappy.
But the voice was kept very low.
It's not as arrogant and unrestrained as it was just now.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and waited for him to calm down before saying, "Why don't you go and do your work first."
Fu Yanye looked at her angrily, "Driving me away again?"
"..."
"You don't want to see me so much, do you?"
"Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu..."
Fu Yanye was still angry and aggrieved, when suddenly a group of people stood at the door.
The two of them looked at the door. They were both wearing white work clothes. Fu Yanye immediately said angrily: "Get out."
But this time no one dared to leave, and they apologized for half an hour.
The situation was that the nurse who originally gave Zhuo Jian the injection went to answer an emergency call. The trainee nurse didn't know Zhuo Jian's identity and wanted to help with the injection. Zhuo Jian's hand was actually not difficult to inject, but Fu Yanye sat beside him and kept doing it.
Staring at her, he missed her gaze.
The little nurse was so frightened that she cried softly, but Zhuo Jian said it was okay and accepted the apology. Everyone was afraid that Fu Yanye would lose his temper again, so they left quickly.
Zhuo Jian later leaned on the bed, looking at Fu Yanye still standing there angry, and muttered: "How about you go to work, can you scare people to death here?"
Fu Yanye glanced at her unhappily, turned around and left.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
She wasn't wrong either.
He didn't even know how scary he was.
Why.
A really timid woman would never dare to approach him.
There are so many bold women around him.
Zhuo Jian later lay on the bed and stared at the roof in a daze, with a reading app on his phone open to read the news.
The door opened again soon after. Zhuo Jian turned around and saw him coming back, and sat up again: "Why are you back again?"
"Ask the porridge cooked by the old house to be delivered, and I'll go get it."
"..."
He took the thermos bottle and put it down on the table next to her bed.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and was speechless for a long time.
It turned out that he went to get porridge, and she thought he was angry and left.
A sudden burst of fragrance diverted her attention.
Well, red dates and brown sugar should be added to the porridge, which gives it a sweet taste.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt hungry, so Fu Yanye poured out half a cup and brought it to her.
"Thanks."
Zhuo Jian felt that he was so hungry that he could swallow an elephant.
But as soon as her beautiful little hands touched the hot cup, she watched it move away from her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him helplessly and asked weakly before drooling: "What's wrong? Isn't it for me to drink?"
At first glance, it seems to be aimed at people who are sick in their aunt's period.
"What did you just say to me?"
"What did I just tell you?"
Zhuo Jian was stunned.
"Think about it again."
Fu Yanye reminded him domineeringly.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then asked tentatively: "Thank you?"
"snort."
Fu Yanye looked at her coldly.
Zhuo Jian thought to herself, wouldn't you let me take back what I said? Besides, it's polite to say thank you.
When I get angry, I think, forget it, I won’t drink anymore.
"Drink it quickly, it's going to get cold."
Fu Yanye saw her losing her temper, but her expression was so bad that she stopped arguing with her.
Zhuo Jian glanced at the porridge, not sure whether he really gave it to him, so he didn't dare to take it immediately.
Fu Yanye brought the porridge to her and said, "Here."
Zhuo Jian then raised his hand to pick it up.
I really got it this time.
Touching heaven and earth.
Zhuo Jian was almost moved to tears by how sensible Boss Fu was.