Before leaving, Zhong Mai couldn't help but pull her to her and said, "You are so worried about him, why do you want to divorce? Ah Jian, you might as well think about it during this period of Fu Yanye's coma. What are you doing?
If it is not really there, it must be separated.”
Is it true that I have to leave?
Later, the only two of them were left in the ward. Zhuo Jian went to fetch water and continued to help him wipe his body and cool him down. However, he knew in his heart that they would really get divorced.
It makes people feel distressed when he is lying on the hospital bed now, but when he opens his eyes, hey.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, worried about his body, and whispered, "I told you that if I had known that I would be so tired of being with you, and I was so afraid of hurting people, I would definitely be far away from you."
"Now even if you wake up and say you love me, love me very much, I don't want you anymore."
"You have to get up quickly. Don't think that just lying in bed can be forgotten. You have made a promise to divorce me and keep your word."
Zhuo Jian said and looked at him again, then continued to wipe him.
——
His fever subsided in the afternoon, Zhuo Jian breathed a little relieved, and then went upstairs.
Zhang Mingmei just returned to the ward and was still very weak.
Su Bai was pushed in in a wheelchair. Seeing her pale face, she said with distress: "Get up quickly. After I get home, I will cook for you to make some delicious food and make up for you."
"You really want to make up for me when you cook, don't you want to poison me?"
Zhang Mingmei asked a question.
Zhuo Jian listened and lowered his head and laughed, even Su's mother next to her couldn't help laughing.
Su Bai is still suitable for helping him.
"Actually, I want you to get up early to take care of me."
Su Bai suddenly grinned, but his eyes were filled with deep affection.
Zhang Mingmei looked at him and felt a sense of soreness.
Su's mother stood behind her and sighed after hearing this: "You both will go home and stay for a while after you are discharged from the hospital."
Zhang Mingmei and Su Bai thought they had heard it wrong, so they turned to look at her.
"I don't care about you two, I love my grandson."
Su's mother said, turning her head and going out again.
"Then I'll go downstairs first."
Zhuo Jian waved his hand and retreated quickly, closing the door for them, allowing them to continue the world of two people.
But when there was no one, Su Bai suddenly burst into tears and looked serious, "You idiot, how can you face it yourself at that time?"
"It's fine."
Zhang Mingmei didn't dare to think about it. What if she died, her husband was still in a wheelchair and her son was still hungry for feeding.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm, and Liu Sen was distracted and did not hit her vital point.
Su Bai held her hand and was still kissing her hand while she burst into tears. His voice was trembling unreasonably: "Don't leave me alone again, do you know?"
"You have such a big heart. If you leave you behind, you will be able to change another one in no time."
She forced her to be together at the beginning, but at first he didn't want to touch her.
"Can you tolerate me changing a new one? Don't you turn into a ghost and come to me?"
Su Bai asked her.
Zhang Mingmei raised her hand to wipe his tears, and felt that her thumb was wet, so she said again: "Stop crying, Master Su is going to become a crying man?"
"Zhang Mingmei."
Su Bai's throat had a lot of words, and finally he just called her name restrainedly.
Many things have to be said slowly in the future.
"By the way, why do our little sister Jian look so haggard?"
Zhang Mingmei suddenly remembered this.
"Yan Ye has a fever, the doctor said it was a drug reaction and it would last for a few days. She didn't close her eyes all night last night, so it would be strange if she was not haggard."
Su Bai replied to her.
"That's the case, do you feel sorry for it?"
Zhang Mingmei looked at him with a penetrating look.
Su Bai also looked at her and pinched her fingers: "She is our sister, shouldn't we feel sorry for her?"
"It's really just a sister?"
Zhang Mingmei couldn't help asking more questions again.
Su Bai's expression was very serious when he mentioned this matter, and now he was even more serious: "Your injury has not healed yet, don't be sarcastic. I know what you are thinking, but I know to tell you, from the moment I hit me and marry you, I will
Know where your heart is.”
“…”
Zhang Mingmei looked at him with a rare soft look, as long as he could tell clearly.
"Stop asking such questions again in the future."
"OK."
Zhang Mingmei agreed, and then sent Zhuo Jian a WeChat message with her mobile phone.
Zhuo Jian returned to the door of the ward, heard the phone ringing in his pocket, took it out and glanced, smiled with relief, then put it away and pushed the door into the room.
"Grandma, mom, when did you come?"
The two of them couldn't help it.
"You went to see Su Bai and his wife?"
Wang Yue asked.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded and walked in.
Wang Yue sighed in disappointment, but continued to ask: "How are they?"
"It's all pretty good."
Zhuo Jian replied, walked to the bed and looked at the person on the bed. His face was still pale and it seemed that his fever did not fade.
The old lady was very pleased that Zhuo Jian's eyes were full of her grandson. Seeing that she was haggard, she said, "Sit down and say."
"I'm not tired, grandma, mom, I'll pour you tea."
Zhuo Jian said, then he looked back and wanted to pour tea.
“We are not thirsty.”
"You can just keep your husband well now, and you will be spared the etiquette."
Wang Yue said again.
The old lady glanced at her daughter-in-law, sighed helplessly, and said to Zhuo Jian with a smile: "Your mother is confused when she cares about you now."
Zhuo Jian smiled and said nothing else.
Etiquette is actually sincere.
The two elders came from afar, and she was just worried that they were thirsty.
"Do you still want to get a divorce now?"
Wang Yue suddenly looked at her and asked.
Zhuo Jian looked at her in surprise, thought for a while, lowered her head, "Yes."
"He's like this, don't you feel sorry for him?"
Wang Yue asked her again.
"Mom, it's not that I don't feel sorry for you, but one code is the same."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and dared not raise it up, but his heart could not be changed.
"You can tell me clearly that your grandma told me not to blame you for ignoring your husband during this period, but I am a mom. Your husband is lying on the bed and is unconscious. Can you go see others?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian was suddenly speechless.
"What are you talking about? The couple of Su Bai and they have a life-long friendship, so Jian Jian should go and take a look."
The old lady whispered to remind her daughter-in-law.
"Jian Jian, I think you have changed. You are no longer the Jian Jian who was full of your husband's heart and eyes, and you no longer really care about him."
When Wang Yue said this, his eyes were prickly.
In fact, she also wants Zhuo Jian to be the same as before. In fact, she likes Zhuo Jian, but she can't stand Zhuo Jian's neglect of her son, and the neglect from the bottom of her heart.
Zhuo Jian didn't expect Wang Yue to come to tell her this. Although she felt a little cold, she also understood that what Wang Yue said was the truth.
So she only glanced at Wang Yue and lowered her head and didn't say anything again.