He was probably still angry with her. Zhuo Jian held his cell phone and looked at the anxious gaze of the old couple, so he could only dial his number.
The first time no one answered, Zhuo Jian called again at the request of the Master's wife.
Someone picked it up: "A Jian?"
"Brother Su Bai?"
Zhuo Jian was a little surprised when he heard this.
"You called just right, I want to find you, Yan Ye got into the hospital in a car accident last night."
"What?"
When Zhuo Jian heard this, he stood up immediately: "How is he doing now? Which hospital are you in?"
"I've lost one arm, I woke up in a daze in the morning, and now I'm fainting again. Why don't you talk about it when you come?"
Su Bai looked at the cold iceberg on the hospital bed and asked the person on the phone.
"I'll go right now!"
——
Zhuo Jian took Master's car and rushed to the hospital soon.
The wind was a little wind outside, so she ran in a hurry, her hair was shattered.
Outside the senior ward, Su Bai raised his eyes as he heard the footsteps. When he saw her coming, he knew that she must be very anxious. He thought, isn't this called love anymore?
"Brother Su Bai, how is Fu Yanye?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to enter the ward immediately, but his shoulder was already hugged by Su Bai.
“It’s not in good condition now…”
Su Bai hugged her and said, scaring her to her pale face.
"Then I'll go back first. You can stay here and stay with him. Don't irritate him. The doctor said he can't be too emotionally volatile now."
"Okay! Brother Su Bai, his arms..."
"Hey! Your in-laws don't know what happened to him. If you want to tell me you decided, I can only help here."
“…”
Zhuo Jian couldn't help frowning after watching Su Bai shook his head and walked away.
She decided?
What to decide?
Zhuo Jian turned around and looked at the dark door, becoming even more nervous.
She gently pushed open the door and saw the person inside lying on the bed wearing a clean white shirt and black trousers, and her heart was even more pounding.
She approaches!
He looked down at the person with his back to him, his arm...
Could it be that one?
Then he pressed...
"Mr. Night?"
Zhuo Jian shouted softly.
The man lying on the bed didn't move.
Zhuo Jian reached out and gently held his shoulders and arms, and whispered: "Don't sleep like this!"
Fu Yanye just turned around in a conditioned reflex.
Zhuo Jian slowly let go, feeling a little uncomfortable with him being so obedient.
but……
Fu Yanye glanced at her with dark black eyes and asked, "Who asked you to come?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't know what to say for a moment. She was so distressed that she was dying. Thinking that his arm would definitely hurt even more if it was gone.
But with a look up...
Huh?
He has both arms alive?
She couldn't help but bent down, raised her hand to pinch him, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Bai just said that it was aborted, but he didn't say that it was aborted.
Zhuo Jian thought that he was really thinking, but he still couldn't help but squeeze it gently: "Do you feel nothing?"
Fu Yanye just glanced at her, still so cold.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
OK, don't be angry or reasoned with people who don't feel their arms. She sat down next to him and asked him, "Why did you suddenly have a car accident?"
"Do you care?"
Fu Yanye asked coldly.
"I care!"
Zhuo Jian nodded.
Fu Yanye's eyes looked deeper at her, and she had to explain: "Even if we can't be a husband and wife, aren't we still the relationship between ex-boys?"
It is also appropriate to care about it.
"roll!"
Fu Yanye made a cold word, and then turned his back to her.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
One morning, no doctors or nurses came, only the two of them.
One was lying on the bed and the other was sitting on the sofa, without moving.
At noon, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, and Zhuo Jian then looked at the bed again and couldn't help asking him: "Does it still hurt?"
Fu Yanye turned his back to her, and his long black eyelashes moved, but he still didn't return to her.
"Why do I ask something for you to eat? It's already past twelve o'clock."
Zhuo Jian said again.
But Fu Yanye just ignored her. Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly and called him softly: "Mr. Ye?"
"roll!"
“…”
Did he get into this word today?
Zhuo Jian thought of what Su Bai said to her and felt that he should understand his irritability. He has always been so strong, but his arms suddenly became useless. He would definitely not accept it. It would be good to be able to lie quietly like this.
"I know you're in a bad mood now, but I ordered something, can you taste it?"
“…”
This time Fu Yanye didn't ask her to get out again. Zhuo Jian opened Meituan, thought about it after ordering, and then noted that Fu Yanye ordered.
Zhuo Jian later put his phone in his pocket, poured a glass of water, and walked around to the other side. He saw his black eyes open, thinking that I was pretending to be asleep when you kept your eyes closed.
"Drink some water? I haven't drunk it all morning."
Fu Yanye looked at her, then looked up at her: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"I want to leave, but if I leave, who will take care of you? And..."
Zhuo Jian remembered the instructions from Master and Master’s wife, and looked at him with a little embarrassment.
Fu Yanye sat up then, looked at her coldly, and took her water cup.
Seeing that he was willing to accept the water cup she gave him, Zhuo Jian felt a little calmer. He looked at him with gentle eyes for a while and found that he was much haggard and his heart began to ache again.
"what else?"
Fu Yanye took a sip of water and asked her.
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and replied to him: "The Minister was taken advantage of the matter the night before. Can you stop asking someone to put pressure on him? What else can he do if he resigns at his age?"
After hearing this, Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Is your kindness only for everyone except me?"
“…”
Why does Zhuo Jian think his words are like a wrong sentence?
"At least you should tell me first why your master asked you for dinner."
When Fu Yanye saw her standing there like a girl full of grievances and had nowhere to express her feelings, her heart softened and reminded her.
Zhuo Jianmu raised his eyes and looked at him.
"Probably, it's a farewell!"
After a while, she lowered her eyes and whispered reluctantly.
Fu Yanye glanced at her with black eyes, and the words of seeing off fare deeply hurt his always firm heart: "What are you going to send?"
"The quota for studying in Taiwan was given to me and Ouyang Ping."
Zhuo Jian never dared to look at him again after he finished speaking.
Fu Yanye endured it for a long time and still gave her the word "Get out!"
"Then, should you please put our Master's code?"
Zhuo Jian wanted to leave, but the business was not over.
"It doesn't matter if I'm going to die? How do you escape me and help others?"
Fu Yanye couldn't help but question her.
Zhuo Jian then raised his eyes a little, saw the dazzling light in his eyes, and immediately lowered his head: "Don't be excited, Brother Su Bai said you can't be excited now."
"Zhuo Jian, I really want to never know you in my life."
At this moment, Fu Yanye was so discouraged that he couldn't say any more calm words.
Zhuo Jian felt like he was stabbed in his heart.
"Yan Ye!"
Suddenly someone pushed the door open from outside, and then someone they were familiar with came in.
Lin Ruxiang.
Lin Ruxiang was still following Wang Rui, but Wang Rui did not step forward.
"A Jian is here too!"
Ruxiang glanced at her, said hello politely, and then sat by the bed immediately and looked at Fu Yanye nervously: "How do you feel? Are you better?"
Fu Yanye couldn't help but sneer, his eyes becoming more and more cold.