After the divorce, the boss doted on me

After working overtime for nearly twelve hours, night gradually fell.

After everyone left, Yi Zecheng sat alone in the huge office for a long time, until the alarm clock on the mobile phone on the desk rang.

He took off his coat, only wearing a white shirt, looking like a crown jade.

"Boss Yi, the car is ready."

Secretary He knocked on the door and motioned to Yi Zecheng.

Yi Zecheng nodded, picked up the coat on the back of the chair and walked out of the office door.

Secretary He followed Yi Zecheng into the elevator.

Secretary He only came to work with Yi Zecheng in the past two years. Before he came, he heard that Yi Zecheng was a very demanding boss. Except for one secretary, all other secretaries would be forced to work by her side if they did not work for more than a week. Resign.

Before coming here, to be honest, he was very nervous, afraid that he might be the cold-blooded and ruthless Zhou Papi in the legend, but after working with him for two years, he found that the rumors were indeed terrible.

In his eyes, Yi Zecheng is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

At least, that's how it seemed to him.

The lights in the outdoor elevator are brightly lit, like a crystal clear shuttle piercing the silent night sky.

Outside the glass curtain, there are already thousands of lights, countless high-rise buildings are like Qionglou Yuyu, and the traffic nearby is winding like a river of lights, flowing slowly.

They plummeted down from the top of Wanren, Yi Zecheng stared at the vast expanse of lights rushing towards his face, he couldn't help frowning, his eyes were filled with indescribable sorrow.

The elevator went all the way to B1. Secretary He asked, "Boss Yi, should we go back?"

Yi Zecheng replied, "Go to the hospital."

After finishing speaking, Yi Zecheng walked away and got into a black business car. Secretary He gave some instructions to the driver, and then watched the car leave the garage and merge into the river of cars on the street. .

The car was running extremely smoothly, Yi Zecheng leaned on the back of the chair and slowly closed his eyes.

During these days, he has been a little overwhelmed with company affairs, family affairs, and her affairs.

He didn't feel it when he was busy, but now he has a short rest, but it makes him gradually tired.

Although he closed his eyes and rested his mind, his mind was still in a mess.

The phone rang suddenly, distracting him from thinking about it, "Hello, grandma, I'll be at the hospital soon."

"It's so late, why rush over here, you should go back early and rest."

Grandma's voice on the phone was a little weak.

Ever since his grandma was found to have brain cancer, Yi Zecheng would run to the hospital whenever he was free.

From childhood to adulthood, he spent the most time with his grandma. For him, grandma is his most important relative.

He replied, "It doesn't matter, I'll be there soon."

It was almost eight o'clock when we arrived at the hospital. Because this hospital is private, there are not many wards, but the environment is elegant.

Afraid of being disturbed by others, and afraid of those boring reporters coming to gossip, Yi Zecheng deliberately arranged grandma in a separate ward.

The tall poinciana outside the window is blooming with big red flowers, the night is as thick as ink, and it turns out to be this color when it is extremely red.As the wind blows, leaf shadows are reflected on the snow-white walls of the ward, as if they were drawn with a very fine brush, and the tails of jade-green feathers are one after another.

Feathers like this all over the wall are shaking gently, and there seems to be a rustling wind in the whole room.

There was a light blue light in the room, and grandma was leaning against the bedside. Today's water supply had probably been finished, and she was leisurely watching TV at the moment.

The TV in the room was playing the evening theater at eight o'clock, and the light of the TV was flickering, and her face was also flickering.

The dean told him that grandma's condition is not very good, and there are not many days left. Instead of undergoing endless chemotherapy in pain, it is better to let grandma take conservative treatment.

Yi Zecheng has always known grandma's temper, and also knows that she loves beauty the most. Even if she dies, she would not want to walk away with a bald head and a pale face.

Since she was a child, she told herself that as members of the Yi family, they should be decent at all times.

Yi Zecheng stood at the door, looking at the quiet and peaceful scene in the ward, he didn't dare to disturb him.

Grandma's face was already covered with wrinkles, and her face was haggard, but in his memory, she always felt that grandma's face was as beautiful as ever, and it seemed that she had never aged for so many years.

He clearly knew that she had a lot of fine lines around her eyes, but he always felt that grandma would never grow old.

She is like a phoenix tree, standing stubbornly and resolutely on the long road of time, letting the time wash away the lead like water.

During the commercial break, grandma raised her head and just saw Yi Zecheng standing at the door. Looking at his tired face, she couldn't help but feel distressed and said: "I heard from Secretary He that you have a meeting today and don't go home to rest. , What are you running here for? My old bones are fine, so don’t worry about it.”

Yi Zecheng said with a smile: "Grandma, I miss you, I will always miss you if I don't come to see you."

Grandma noticed the lunch box in his hand and asked, "What did you bring today?"

"Beef brisket porridge, the nurse told me that you have a bad appetite recently and can't eat anything, so I specially brought you your favorite beef brisket porridge from Zhangjia Congee Ji."

"Beef brisket porridge?"

Upon hearing this, grandma's eyes lit up, like a child, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"The Beef Brisket Congee from Zhangjia Congee..."

"The porridge is rich in meat, and the beef brisket is stewed crispy."

Before Yi Zecheng could finish speaking, grandma continued, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Opening the lunch box, the scent immediately filled the entire ward. Grandma straightened her body, unable to resist the temptation, and tasted half a bowl: "It's that smell."

Yi Zecheng looked at grandma carefully, and said, "Grandma, you look pretty good today."

Grandma couldn't help smiling, and said, "When I saw you, I felt better." After a pause, she said, "Zecheng, don't blame grandma for talking too much, you and Jiayi, you..."

"Grandma," Yi Zecheng interrupted her, "I have my own measure."

Grandma looked at Yi Zecheng's appearance and stopped talking. She couldn't help but reached out and patted his shoulder lightly. Her grandson is just a dead duck with a stubborn mouth. It's just that I hope he won't do things that I regret. OK.

After all, grandma was a little old, and she fell asleep drowsily without talking a few words. Yi Zecheng carefully arranged the blanket on her body, then turned and closed the door to leave.

When he turned around, he happened to see a familiar figure.

Lu Jiayi?Why is she here?

Yi Zecheng involuntarily followed Lu Jiayi and found her sneaking into the doctor's office.

It turned out that she had been staying in the hospital during this period of time?

He raised his head subconsciously, just in time to see the office number - Gu Weisheng.

It's him?

Yi Zecheng frowned involuntarily.