"Yeah." Jiang Tianqing scratched the back of his head with his hand: "I thought you were in a bad mood just now, but now it seems I'm overthinking it."
He paused and then added: "You don't have to feel uncomfortable. You may not be used to it at first, but you'll get used to it."
Lin Xiazhi didn't say anything more about his own affairs. He just smiled and agreed: "Thank you, senior. I'll go to work first."
"Go." Jiang Tianqing said.
"What did you tell her?" The woman who was in the office just now also walked out and said to Jiang Tianqing: "She is just being pampered at home. She can't bear any hardship. She still wants to work, so she might as well pack up and go home.
"
"What are you talking about? I'm still young, so it's normal to feel aggrieved." Jiang Tianqing defended Lin Xiazhi.
What the woman said fell into Lin Xiazhi's ears word for word. She spent the whole day in a haze and panicked when she saw Jiang Tianqi.
…
Since that day, Wen Yu has been avoiding Jason, unable to see or contact him.
Jason originally thought about letting her stay alone for a while, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't contact her for several days.
Seeing that the time was approaching, Jason felt that he should still go see her.
It was getting dark, and Jason felt that Wen Yu should have gone home, so he came to her door and knocked on the door.
"Who?" Wen Yu stepped on his slippers and opened the door.
"Wen..." Just as Jason was about to speak, Wen Yu closed the door, blocking Jason from the door.
"Go back." Wen Yu's voice sounded from inside the door.
"Open the door." Jason knocked twice more: "Be obedient."
"Wen..." Just when Jason wanted to continue his unremitting efforts, the phone rang.
He took out his cell phone and frowned when he saw the phone number.
"Hey...I know." After Jason answered the phone, he looked at the closed door in front of him and sighed, then turned and left.
…
Wen Yu frowned and looked at the series of numbers on the phone screen. She was so familiar with it. After hesitating for a while, she still answered the phone: "Mr. Gu."
"Doctor Wen." Gu Yan's voice was a little hasty: "Jason is injured now and is in the Central Hospital."
Wen Yu's heart sank suddenly: "Okay, I'll be there right away."
…
Although Jason was injured, the wound had been taken care of and he was still conscious now.
"It's no use calling her." Jason shook his head, and Wen Yu ignored him at all.
"She said she would come right away." Gu Yan conveyed what Wen Yu had just said on the phone without expression.
"Really?" Jason said, covering his chest where he had just undergone surgery.
"If I had known earlier, I would have asked Wen Yu to do the surgery." Jason was lying on the bed covered in sweat, imagining a scene that could only appear in his dreams: "Then the pain I just felt would have been much less, and I would have even more pain.
A bit of happiness.”
"Come forward." Gu Yan looked at Jason's expression of ecstasy, and although he disliked it, he didn't know why he felt familiar.
"Hmph." Jason glanced at Gu Yan dissatisfied: "What's that expression on your face? Do you think you dislike me? You look like this when you look at Lin Su, who is more noble than who?"
Gu Yan suddenly realized, no wonder he felt familiar: "...You can shut up."
Wen Yu hurried over because Gu Yan wanted to be cold. She was so anxious on the phone just now that the matter might be serious, so she thought Jason was seriously injured and might need her treatment. But before she even entered the door, she saw Jason alive and well.
She was chatting with Gu Yan. If it weren't for the fact that she occasionally got too excited and pulled her wounds, grinning in pain, she would have thought he had just woken up while lying on the bed.
"..." Wen Yu stood outside the door, not knowing whether he should go there or not.
After Gu Yan saw Wen Yu, he left directly with an expression as if he had finally endured it. He left the ward and passed Wen Yu without even looking at her.
Wen Yu was not in the mood to pay attention to anything else at this time, all his attention was on Jason.
"You're here." Jason's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Yu rub his eyes.
Wen Yu suddenly came to his senses and turned around to leave.
"Don't." Seeing that she was leaving, Jason reflexively wanted to get up, but accidentally pulled the wound: "Hiss."
Wen Yu frowned, turned around and came to Jason's bed.
"It still hurts." Jason forced himself to smile at Wen Yu, a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Let me take a look." Wen Yu was just about to bend down to check Jason's wounds, but he remembered something and suddenly straightened up with a cold face and pressed the call bell on the bedside.
Jason looked a little disappointed and lay back on the bed.
After a while, the doctor came over.
"The wound seems to be cracked." Wen Yu looked at Jason's wound that was bleeding out. At this time, the gauze was dyed red.
The doctor skillfully untied the gauze, and sure enough, the newly stitched wound opened again.
Jason had his eyes closed and his face was full of pain. The doctor touched it with a cotton swab and screamed.
For a moment, the doctor was at a loss as to what to do. He just wiped the skin next to him with a cotton swab, but didn't touch the wound. Why...
But Wen Yu couldn't see it, and the location of the wound was blocked. It was only because the doctor had been too harsh that Jason screamed so miserably.
After hearing it twice, I couldn't stand it anymore: "I'll do it."
When the doctor heard Wen Yu speak, he seemed to have seen a savior: "Okay."
So he handed the supplies in his hand to Wen Yu very quickly, then left the ward very discerningly, and even closed the door with thoughtful help.
"..." Wen Yu took out a few cotton swabs and soaked them in iodophor to disinfect the skin around the wound.
That wound was a stab wound, not too big or too small, but if she read it correctly, it shouldn't be very shallow.
But she didn't ask, she just immersed herself in what she was doing. As soon as she touched her skin, Jason wanted to speak again.
"Shut up." Wen Yu spoke first.
"Oh." Jason shut his mouth obediently.
Wen Yu injected local anesthesia around the skin and then re-sutured the wound.
Although Jason didn't scream, the muscles in his body began to tighten and the sweat on his forehead became more and more.
"Does it hurt?" Wen Yu asked with a frown. It shouldn't be. He had obviously been given anesthesia.
"It's okay, I'm not very sensitive to anesthetics." Jason saw her confusion and explained through gritted teeth.
"Then please bear with it." Wen Yu lowered his voice unconsciously.
She sped up the movements of her hands, fearing that if she slowed down for a second, Jason would be in pain for an extra second, and finally finished the last stitch.