But is the actual situation really as Boss Fu said?
I can’t even look at my kitchen at home now.
He was afraid that if she waited too long, she would think he had left, and he didn't want to call her to tell her what he was going to do. If he was in a hurry, he wouldn't be able to do anything well.
Fu Yanye stared at her for a while and then realized that his work this morning was not in vain.
In fact, he even thought that she might not appreciate it at all.
And the words "Happy Birthday" stuck in my throat, I tried several times but couldn't say it out.
He only ate half of the Zhuo Jian noodles and drank half of the soup. He took out the chopsticks and spoon and placed them flat on one side, then pushed them to him: "Hey."
Fu Yanye glanced at her and asked her, "Are you full?"
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded in response.
Fu Yanye then picked up his chopsticks and spoon and continued.
In fact, it stands to reason that after such a long time, the noodles have already become unpalatable, but for some reason, this meal this morning felt okay.
After taking a sip of the soup, he looked up at her and asked, "Is it good?"
"very good."
Zhuo Jian also looked at him.
Fu Yanye smiled at the corner of his eyes, lowered his head and continued eating.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at the door. The doctor came to check the room.
Fu Yanye put down the unfinished noodles and went to help her get up.
Zhuo Jian said softly: "I can do it myself."
"Don't be brave."
Fu Yanye said softly, helped her carefully and carried her to the bed, sat down, and then gently put her down.
The doctor looked on and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Fu is very good at taking care of people."
Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly.
Fu Yanye didn't take it seriously. Of course he was good at taking care of others, but he was just one person.
But he didn't like Zhuo Jian's hospital gown being opened by the medical staff.
Especially this morning, there were seven or eight medical staff standing inside, with men and women coming to observe.
Zhuo Jian also felt embarrassed, but thinking about the relationship between doctors and nurses, she lay there quietly and listened to them talking about some professional terms.
When the doctor left, he said to the couple: "Mrs. Fu is recovering well. She will be discharged from the hospital after a few days of continued recuperation."
Zhuo Jian felt so good when she heard that she could be discharged from the hospital.
Fu Yanye nodded coldly, "I'll take you out."
doctor:"......"
Usually after hearing this, family members will express their gratitude to the doctor.
After Fu Yanye sent the person out, he closed the door again, but they were still the only ones in the room.
Zhuo Jian felt that it was a bit boring that the two of them were in the same space for several days.
She picked up her phone and sent a WeChat message to Ouyang Ping, "Are you really not here to give me a gift?"
"Your husband will really kill me."
Ouyang Ping said.
"Are you that afraid of him?"
Zhuo Jian was puzzled.
"Sister, it's not that you're afraid of him, but that you're in awe of him."
"Awe?"
"Yes, after all, we might have to count on him to treat us to a luxury cruise in the future."
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt helpless. She had no other friends except Ouyang Ping.
Fu Yanye was leaning against the wall, holding a glass of water and watching her chatting with Ouyang Ping. When he couldn't see clearly, he bent down and looked closer.
Zhuo Jian came back to her senses and slowly raised her head: "Are you peeking?"
"Do you think I'm peeping?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian had nothing to say, because he was watching openly, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Fu, don't you have to go to work?"
"Hold on for one more week, and I'll do something else after you're discharged from the hospital."
Fu Yanye made up his mind to accompany her until she was discharged from the hospital.