Zhu Zhongjun felt so painful that he hugged Gu Jinzhi and cried silently for a while.

Then, he turned his back to Gu Jinzhi, wiped his tears with the quilt, and pretended that nothing happened.

When people get sick, they are also fragile, let alone Zhu Zhongjun's pain in this way?

It's not embarrassing to cry.

Gu Jinzhi didn't want to joke with him either.

Seeing that he was still embarrassed and awkward, Gu Jinzhi said nothing and lay down beside him.

She wanted to wake up and see his condition, but her eyelids kept trembling. After a while, she gradually lost consciousness and fell asleep.

After sleeping for about an hour, she suddenly woke up and got up to ask Zhu Zhongjun beside her: "Hey, why am I sleeping? Do you still feel pain?"

Zhu Zhongjun was amused and laughed for a moment.

He still felt pain, but he didn't have a fever.

There was no longer the severe pain as last night.

It's just a faint feeling, and it will hurt even harder when you move.

"Okay..." He said weakly, "You can sleep for a while. I didn't sleep much last night..."

It was already at the beginning of Mao, and Gu Jinzhi got up at this hour every day and developed a habit.

She got up and got out of bed and said, "I'm fine, let's go to bed at noon. You can't eat today, if you're hungry..."

Zhu Zhongjun felt that he could not be hungry in this way.

He interrupted Gu Jinzhi: "I know, if you are hungry, you will endure it."

Gu Jinzhi smiled.

I can already joke, which means that the negative emotions last night have passed? Gu Jinzhi also breathed a sigh of relief.

When you are sick, your mood is already depressed. If you add more sorrow, the disease will become more difficult to cure. The treatment process of traditional Chinese medicine often requires the patient's own efforts and expectations.

"What are you going to endure?" Gu Jinzhi smiled and said, "I mean, if you are hungry, I will ask Mom Zhu to cook some rice porridge for you to eat. The hard stuff is not delicious. You can still get some dilute rice porridge.

.”

Zhu Zhongjun nodded and said okay.

Gu Jinzhi got up and washed up.

The maid Zhilei was helping her comb her hair when she heard the sound of Ni Shang greeting someone outside.

After a moment, Haitang beside Song Paner came in.

She saluted Gu Jinzhi first and then asked: "...What's wrong with the prince? The lady asked me to ask. Should I invite the old master to see it?"

"No," Gu Jinzhi said, "The prince's condition is almost stable. My sister goes back and tells her mother that there is no need to worry."

Haitang said yes, turned around and left.

Gu Jinzhi did not go to Song Paner's place, but brought the breakfast to his own yard for food.

Zhu Zhongjun was lying on the bed, and the pain had been relieved a little, but he could not get up.

He is bored.

After Gu Jinzhi had dinner, he asked Gu Jinzhi what he was doing.

Gu Jinzhi was about to write, but when he heard him ask, he said, "What are you not doing."

"You talk with me." Zhu Zhongjun said. "I feel uncomfortable."

Gu Jinzhi took off his shoes, sat on the bed, and asked him, "What do you want to listen to?"

Actually, there is nothing I want to hear.

Zhu Zhongjun closed his eyes and said softly: "Whatever you want."

Anything is a very difficult question.

Gu Jinzhi thought for a while and said, "Do you want to listen to what happened when I was just born?"

No interest, Zhu Zhongjun thought.

A newly born child cannot move his head and his hands and feet are soft. What is the difference between him and a paralyzed patient? And he can't say...

It's a bit similar to Zhu Zhongjun's current situation.

"Change another." Zhu Zhongjun didn't want to hear Gu Jinzhi comfort him.

"Would you like to listen to Rongnan?" Gu Jinzhi asked him.

When their son Rongnan was a child, Zhu Zhongjun was often away from him, and then the father and son gradually became enemies.

Gu Jinzhi sometimes thinks that no matter how ruthless a person is, his bloodline will always be different. Zhu Zhongjun doesn’t care about Rongnan, maybe he is a stubborn duck.

Zhu Zhongjun's face was slightly dark.

"Let's change another one." He said.

Gu Jinyi was not very happy either.

She was silent for a long time before she suppressed her emotions.

"No more, you'd better keep sleeping." Gu Jinzhi said.

Zhu Zhongjun reached out and grabbed her.

He was silent and wanted to say something.

But when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed them again, just looking at Gu Jinzhi.

He seemed to want to explain his father-son relationship with Rongnan...

But I don't know how to speak.

Gu Jinzhi thought that Rongnan would not regard Zhu Zhongjun as his father, and neither of them owed each other.

"Do you want to know about your mother-in-law?" Gu Jinzhi asked him again.

When my mother-in-law was sick, Zhu Zhongjun came back and sat in the ward. The mother and son were silent. My mother-in-law didn't want to see Zhu Zhongjun, so she smashed him with the cup on the bedside table and asked him to go out.

But Zhu Zhongjun is a politician. Even if his mother-in-law doesn't like him, he dares not be unfilial and leaves a handle.

He came every day to ask about the doctor's mother-in-law's situation, and then, accompanied by everyone, he looked at her mother-in-law and seemed very concerned.

In private, they, mother and son, never talk.

Until his mother-in-law died, Zhu Zhongjun had never heard of her last words.

Gu Jinzhi knew it.

Zhu Zhongjun paused, still silent.

He didn't speak for a long time, then he closed his eyes and turned over to go to bed.

He was not interested in the few topics mentioned by Gu Jinzhi.

"How could there be someone like you in this world?" Gu Jinzhi sighed, "You really don't recognize your relatives. Parents, wives, children, and you were very happy afterwards? When you were sick, no one was by your side.

I'm lonely..."

Gu Jin also resented him in his previous life.

But after a long time of resentment, it gradually faded, and I also accepted that he was like this.

The sighs today are just sighs, without being mixed with joy and anger.

"It's not that I don't want it!" Zhu Zhongjun suddenly turned around and said coldly with his eyes, "It's that they don't want me!"

"That's your fault first." Gu Jinzhi said, "If you don't harm Rong Nan in a car accident, if you don't harm him and Huai Nan, why does he ignore you?"

Huainan is the daughter adopted by Gu Jinzhi.

Everyone in the capital knows that Zhu Huainan is Zhu Zhongjun's daughter.

It is impossible for Zhu Rongnan and Zhu Huainan to be married to each other as a political family. Even if they are not real brothers and sisters.

Zhu Zhongjun could not allow his children to discredit his reputation.

"It's because he doesn't have my father in his eyes!" Zhu Zhongjun said, "If he married Huainan, what do others say about our family? He is not drowned by spitting? There are so many men and women in this world, but they chose it.

Her own brother and sister, Huainan, also her parents died in the flood. If you hadn't brought her back, she would have stayed in Hope Primary School without any guarantee of food and clothing. How could she have lived later? Has she been grateful to me? If she knew she was grateful

, you won't do that..."

From Zhu Zhongjun's perspective, the children are indeed not filial enough...

Gu Jinzhi didn't want to quarrel with him either.

Different positions have different opinions.

Compared with Zhu Zhongjun, Gu Jinzhi has always been on her son's side, and she feels more sorry for her son.

She knew that the sigh just now was too redundant.

She smiled and tucked the corners of the quilt for him. She said, "Okay. Why are you angry? I was wrong..."
To be continued...