Chapter 126 Your great-grandson will be born in good condition
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Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Have you had enough trouble? I will not die, and your great-grandson will be born well. Can you leave?"
Fu Yanye couldn't listen anymore.
Zhuo Jian is thin-skinned, and Zhuo Jian will definitely be embarrassed if they continue to talk like this.
The old lady and Wang Yue watched Fu Yanye get up suddenly and thought, I guess everything is fine!
"Driving me away so soon? I heard that you were in a car accident. My heart almost stopped beating. What will happen to 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 came out in a hurry and wore a blue sweater skirt. Her belly was extremely flat. When the old lady saw it, she could only put her hands in her coat pockets to cover her belly: "Grandma, you have a great-grandson!"
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"Don't mention that woman to me. I won't recognize her even after she is born."
The old lady became unhappy after hearing what Zhuo Jian said, and turned away.
Wang Yue patted Zhuo Jian's arm gently: "Please take good care of him for me and your grandma!"
"Ah? Mom, but..."
"Except for you, your grandma won't be relieved, huh?"
Wang Yue didn't wait for her to finish and added another sentence.
Zhuo Jian turned around and watched Wang Yue take the old lady away. The door was closed and they were locked in the room again.
Fu Yanye was still sitting there, turned around to see her with her head lowered in aggrieved manner, and with a movement of her eyebrows, asked her: "Have you ordered anything yet?"
"Ah? Ordered it!"
Zhuo Jian then remembered that she ordered takeout.
She took out her phone and looked at it. Before she could see the distance, she heard a knock on the door. She went to open the door.
"Mrs. Madam, we personally delivered the meal you ordered out of fear that the delivery boy's car would be unstable."
The manager of the hotel's Chinese restaurant, dressed neatly, holds a food box.
Zhuo Jian nodded: "Thank you for your hard work!"
There's nothing else to say.
The small dining table was moved to the bed, and Fu Yanye sat there and looked at the dishes she ordered, which were all his favorites.
Zhuo Jian saw that the manager brought his special chopsticks, and unconsciously gave the manager a thumbs up in his heart. He was so considerate.
Fu Yanye looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the table and said, "Bring two pairs of the same bowls and chopsticks when I come back in the evening."
The manager lowered his head and replied: "Yes!"
"I don't have to!"
Zhuo Jian immediately understood what he meant and said.
Fu Yanye ignored her and just told the manager to wait outside.
Zhuo Jian saw that he could hold chopsticks very well with his left hand, and silently admired him.
I originally thought, should I feed him?
After lunch, she and the manager cleaned up and sent the manager away. At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the nurse came to deliver the medicine.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but ask: "Is it just taking medicine? No injections?"
The nurse glanced at her, then looked at the person on the bed looking at his cell phone, and then shook his head: "Mr. Fu is in great health. He just needs to take a good rest."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
She couldn't help but follow the little nurse out, closed the door, and asked softly: "Does this mean his arm doesn't need to be treated anymore?"
"Well! I will be under observation for one day today, and I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."
The nurse nodded back to her.
Zhuo Jian felt increasingly depressed, as if a hammer was hitting her heart.
When she went back, she saw him silently reading emails on his phone, so she poured him a glass of hot water and put it next to him, and asked him: "Fu Yanye, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."
After reading the email, Fu Yanye dialed Wu Fei's number directly, as if he didn't hear her.
Zhuo Jian wondered, had he been damaged by the blow?
He is so strong, how can he tolerate his arm becoming useless?
He definitely didn't want others to mention it, so she tried not to mention it.
However, her cell phone rang again, and when she saw that it was the station director's wife, she was afraid of disturbing Fu Yanye's emails, so she quickly picked it up and whispered: "Hello?"
"He's not feeling well. I'll ask later. Well, I'll get back to you later."
Zhuo Jian said softly and hung up the phone.
Fu Yanye was still looking at his phone carefully.
Zhuo Jian felt that he hadn't seen her since she came back with the old lady and Wang Yue, right?
Whatever she said seemed wrong?
Seeing that his face was expressionless and so tired, Zhuo Jian thought about the words of the director's wife, then leaned forward and asked softly: "Young Master Ye, how can you be happier?"
Fu Yanye opened his dark eyes and looked straight ahead, then suddenly turned to look at her.
At that glance, Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat.
Fu Yanye saw her guilty and panicked look, then lowered her head and continued reading the email.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
It's so quiet in such a big ward!
However, the station director’s wife added her WeChat account shortly afterwards. She was too embarrassed to refute others, so she approved and looked at Fu Yanye again.
"Young Master Ye, can you help us with our station director's affairs?"
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and had to ask him again.
Fu Yanye didn't reply to her, but his expression turned even colder.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then lowered her head silently: "You can make any conditions you have."
"Don't go abroad."
Finally, he spoke.
And it's very fast.
Zhuo Jian stared at his perfect profile, the cold and hard edges of his face were seductive, and her heart skipped a beat.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes: "Can you do it without going abroad?"
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and nodded to him after thinking for a moment: "Yes!"
"What if you break your promise?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
Zhuo Jian's lowered eyes moved, and 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 mobile phone next to the bed.
Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, recorded it?
"There is no basis for what you say. You record it yourself. If you leave in the future, I will use this recording to block you."
"..."
Zhuo Jian still didn't understand what he meant. She just wanted to quickly complete the task of the director's wife, so she took his mobile phone, but couldn't help but look at him when she was about to open it.
"Think for yourself."
Fu Yanye saw that she didn't know the password, so he turned away angrily and ignored her.
Zhuo Jian hesitated for a moment, then entered the password for their home.
Sure enough, the phone screen turned on.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glance at him quietly again, then found the recording function and recorded it for him.
Fu Yanye listened to her recording, and his heart skipped a beat. Looking at her lightly pursed red lips, he couldn't help but call 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 up her hands and lowered her head, waiting for his next instruction.
"Kiss me!"
Fu Yanye said again.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in shock.
Kiss him?
She had already recorded it, so why did she still kiss him?
How can anyone replace the two conditions?
"Should we keep that old guy's position?"
Fu Yanye reminded her that he was very cold.
"I won't kiss you."
Zhuo Jian refused.
"Okay, let's not talk about it then."
Fu Yanye didn't force her. This chapter has been completed!