"Have you made enough trouble? I won't die, your great-grandson will be born well. Can you leave?"
Fu Yanye could no longer listen.
Zhuo Jian has thin skin, so if they say this, Zhuo Jian will definitely be embarrassed.
The old lady and Wang Yue looked at Fu Yanye suddenly got up and thought to themselves, I think it's okay!
"Turn me away so soon? I heard you were in a car accident. My heart almost stopped beating. What should I do with my great-grandson? Our baby Jian Jian's belly is still flat!"
The old lady pretended to wipe her tears, and deliberately stared at Zhuo Jian's belly.
Zhuo Jian was anxious and wore a blue sweater dress. His lower abdomen was particularly flat. He was seen by the old lady. He could only put his hands in the pocket of the coat and blocked his stomach: "Grandma, you have a great-grandson!
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"Don't mention that woman to me, I won't recognize her even if she is born."
The old lady was unhappy when she heard Zhuo Jian say that, so she turned around and left.
Wang Yue gently patted Zhuo Jian's arm: "Take care for him for me and your grandma, please!"
"Ah? Mom, but..."
"Other than you, your grandma won't feel at ease, huh?"
Wang Yue added another sentence before she could finish her words.
Zhuo Jian turned his head and watched Wang Yue take the old lady away. The door was closed and the two of them were locked in the room again.
Fu Yanye was still sitting there, turning to see her lowered her head and felt aggrieved, her eyebrows moved, and asked her, "Have you ordered the meal?"
"Ah? I ordered it!"
Zhuo Jian then remembered that she had ordered takeaway.
She took out her cell phone and looked at it. Before she could see the distance, she heard a knock on the door, so she went to open it.
"Mrs. Young Madam, we are afraid that the delivery guy's car will be unstable, so we will deliver it to you in person."
The manager of the hotel Chinese restaurant is dressed in a straight dress and holding a food box.
Zhuo Jian nodded: "Thank you for your hard work!"
There is nothing else to say.
The small dining table was moved to the bed, and Fu Yanye sat there watching the dishes she ordered, but he liked to eat them.
Zhuo Jian looked at the manager and brought his special chopsticks, and unconsciously gave the manager a thumbs up. He was so thoughtful.
Fu Yanye looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the table and said, "When I come back tonight, I will get two pairs of the same bowls and chopsticks."
The manager lowered his head and replied while putting the dishes: "Yes!"
"I don't use it!"
Zhuo Jian immediately understood what he meant and said.
Fu Yanye ignored her and just told the manager to wait outside after explaining to the manager.
Seeing that he held the chopsticks with his left hand very well, Zhuo Jian silently admired him.
I was originally thinking, would I have to feed him?
After lunch, she cleaned up with the manager and sent the manager to leave. The nurse came to deliver the medicine at around 2 pm.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help asking: "Is it just taking medicine? Don't you need an injection?"
The nurse looked at her, then looked at the person who was looking at the phone on the bed, and shook her head: "Mr. Fu is in great health, just take a good rest."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
She couldn't help but follow the little nurse out, closed the door, and asked softly: "Is it meant that his arm doesn't need to be treated anymore?"
"Well! I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow after observing today."
The nurse nodded back to her.
Zhuo Jian felt more and more depressed, as if a hammer was hitting her heart.
When she went back, she saw him silently looking at his cell phone email, so she poured him a cup of hot water and placed it next to him, and asked him, "Fu Yanye, if you feel uncomfortable, just say it."
After reading the email, Fu Yanye directly called Wu Fei, as if he hadn't heard her words.
Zhuo Jian wondered, was he broken by the blow?
He is so strong, how can he tolerate his arm being ruined?
He certainly doesn't want others to mention it, so she tries not to mention it.
However, her cell phone rang again. When she saw that it was the Director's wife, she was afraid of disturbing Fu Yanye's reading of the email, so she quickly picked it up and whispered: "Hey?"
"He is not very comfortable, I'll ask later, well, I'll return to you later."
Zhuo Jian hanged up the phone after he finished speaking softly.
But Fu Yanye was still looking at his phone seriously.
Zhuo Jian feels that he hasn't seen her since she came back with the old lady and Wang Yue?
What she said seems to be wrong?
Seeing that there was no expression on his face and was so tired, Zhuo Jian thought about Master Master’s wife’s words, then leaned forward and asked softly: “Mr. Ye, how can you be happier?”
Fu Yanye opened his black eyes and looked straight ahead, then suddenly turned his head to look at her.
Just at that glance, Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat.
Seeing her guilty and panic-looking look, Fu Yanye looked down and continued to read the email.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Such a large ward, so quiet!
But the Master's wife then added her WeChat, and she was embarrassed to refute her, so she passed it and looked at Fu Yanye again.
"Mr. Ye, can you help with our Master?"
Zhuo Jian thought about it and had to ask him again.
Fu Yanye didn't reply to her, but his face became a little colder.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then quietly lowered: "What conditions do you have? You can raise them."
"Don't go abroad."
Finally, he spoke.
And it's very fast.
Zhuo Jian stared at his perfect side face, the angular outline was cold and hard, and her heart swayed.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes: "Can you do it if you don't go abroad?"
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes, thought for a while, nodded to him: "Yes!"
"What if you break your promise?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
Zhuo Jian's drooping eyes moved, he gently touched the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Well, I'll listen to you."
"Okay! Record it!"
Fu Yanye suddenly threw his cell phone to the edge of the bed.
Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously and recorded it?
"It's no point to say it, you can record it yourself. If you leave in the future, I will use this recording to block you."
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't understand what he meant now, and just wanted to complete the task of the Director's wife as soon as possible, so he took his cell phone, but when he was about to turn it on, he couldn't help but look at him.
"Think yourself."
Fu Yanye saw that she didn't know the password, so he turned his head and ignored her.
Zhuo Jian hesitated for a while, then entered their door password.
Sure enough, the phone screen was turned on.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look at him quietly, then found the recording function and recorded it for him.
Fu Yanye listened to her recording and swayed his heart. When he looked at her red lips pursed, he couldn't help calling her: "Come here!"
Zhuo Jian was reluctant, but still walked over obediently.
"sit down."
Fu Yanye ordered again.
Zhuo Jian sat down on the edge of the bed, then tied his hands and feet, lowered his head and waited for his next instructions.