A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

Jessia took the rubber band and tied her long hair into a handsome ponytail, then waved her hand at West Elm speechlessly.

"I just want to imitate no one, you idiot."

"Tell me about the time when you and I went to school in the United States. Although it was the indifference of others who said you would answer a word for a long time, but at that time, you had a clear mind. You knew what you wanted and didn't want. You wouldn't let yourself be like this now , into this messy situation."

Seeing the way Jessia was filled with righteous indignation for him, West Elm was moved, but couldn't help laughing.

"If you despise me, you despise me, but don't tell me in person. Aren't you afraid that I will be sad?"

Jessia heheed twice, then stretched out her hand and grabbed West Elm's right hand, pointing to the new wound on her arm and said: "It's better to make you sad than to hurt you, so please be careful!"

The waiter served the dishes, and Jessia ordered a lot of delicious dishes, which made West Elm frown.

"Jessia, haven't you been controlling your figure lately? These dishes..."

Jessia decided on West Elm, and said: "I ordered it specially for you, hurry up and mend it, you see that you are not fat in the first place, and you are almost out of shape recently, with a pair of dark eyes embedded in your face, look It hurts to read.”

West Elm smiled, put down his chopsticks and asked, "You asked me to tell me about Ruan Peichen. He made an appointment for you to see a doctor these two days, right?"

Jessia nodded, and said slowly: "He made an appointment two days ago, and I only saw the message in the middle of the night. I saw it the next day, saying that he would arrange one as soon as possible within this week. It seems that his illness has fallen ill... "

"It's also strange. I looked at his medical records before, and he hasn't had any illnesses for several years. My ex-boyfriend won over the patient Ruan Peichen before, and asked us to give him a regular review every year. I thought he Almost cured."

West Elm's expression was a little dignified, and his tone was a little low. He said, "It's hard to say whether the sequelae are cured or not. When it's severe, it depends on drug treatment and doctor's intervention. After remission, if some patients can avoid Exposure to the triggers that trigger their disease can guarantee that they will not get sick for years, if not decades."

"However, this does not mean that their illness will be cured. It is possible that as long as there is an accident, their illness will surface in exacerbation, and people will be caught off guard."

Jessia also has a little understanding of West Elm's illness. Seeing West Elm's appearance, she couldn't help asking: "Did you also suffer from illness after returning to China?"

West Elm didn't want to hide it from Jessia, and she even felt that she would need Jessia to help her see it after a while.

A doctor does not heal herself. She knows where her problems are, but she has no way to solve them objectively.

"I used to stay abroad, I basically didn't go out at night, I could avoid too much contact with men, and I tried not to touch blue things as much as possible, so I haven't had a disease for several years."

Jessia nodded thoughtfully. She recalled West Elm's living habits when she was abroad, and interjected: "I remember the club activities in the past. You worked with a few male classmates, and there was nothing wrong with you except that you didn't talk much. special reaction."

"Yes, and when I first started, as long as I saw blue things, I couldn't help but have difficulty breathing, but then I gradually accepted blue. As long as it is not a large area of ​​​​dark blue, I can basically keep calm state."

Jessia smiled and said, "I know about this. I remember that before I returned to China, my classmates gave me a party. Many of them wore blue clothes by coincidence and squeezed you in the middle. Your reaction was also It's pretty normal, but the face is a bit ugly."