Slightly sweet when I first heard it

In the next few days, for unknown reasons, Yan Jinghuai never met Wen Qingyin again.

This morning, when he was waiting for the elevator downstairs, he saw Wen Qingyin trotting over from a distance.

Wen Qingyin was talking on the phone, speaking very fast, as if she was handing over work.Yan Jinghuai pressed the door open button for her, and she didn't even have time to thank her.

The elevator just stopped, and she threw down the sentence "Grandpa is giving first aid", and it was blown out like the wind.

Yan Jinghuai was stunned for a few seconds, then rushed out.

The two door gods were still standing by the door dutifully, seeing Yan Jinghuai approaching, they opened the door for him from afar.

Yan Jinghuai just passed by when he heard a woman shouting behind him:

"...he can go in, why can't I..."

He didn't have time to be curious, Wen Qingyin was standing in front of the window of the ward in a daze.

The window is facing the old man's hospital bed.

In order to take care of the emotions of the family members, the nurse opened the screen.But their shadows clearly shone on the screen.

They could clearly see how the old man was suffering.

Yan Jinghuai wanted to say some comforting words, but knew it was futile, so Lawen Qingyin sat down on the sofa.

I don't know how long it has passed, but there is a lot of cologne in the air.Yan Jinghuai raised his head, and Wen Yuming was striding over.

"What's the situation now?" Wen Yuming asked.

No one answered him.

He didn't care, as if he was just asking a question as a matter of routine.After asking, he walked restlessly in the corridor.

After a while, Yan Jinghuai's body was numb.Wen Yuming sat down early, only Wen Qingyin maintained his original posture, sitting upright.

It's like competing with the people inside.

The constant temperature air conditioner was turned on in the corridor, but Yan Jinghuai felt that she was very cold.He took off his coat and gently put it on her body.

Wen Qingyin seemed to wake up from sleep, and looked at him dully.

"What do you want to drink?" Yan Jinghuai asked warmly, "I'll buy it."

Wen Qingyin turned his neck back numbly.After waiting for a while, she said, "Coffee."

The closest vending machine is downstairs.

Yan Jinghuai scanned the QR code and was thinking about what to get when a lady came over.

She has a calm demeanor, her long hair is loose, and she has a kind of Wenqing style.She stretched out her hand and introduced herself, "I'm Mrs. Wen. Are you Jianjian's new assistant?"

Yan Jinghuai knew she was not.

Old Man Wen told him that Wen Qingyin's parents divorced when she was very young.

He's not an ignorant kid, he's been dawdling in the entertainment circle full of people, so he can guess the reason for this person's visit.

He touched her hand politely, "Hello."

The woman asked again: "Are you Jianjian's new assistant?"

"You came to her as an assistant just after graduation. You have good abilities."

There was temptation in her eyes.

Because he was often looked at by this kind of gaze, Yan Jinghuai noticed it very keenly.

Yan Jinghuai knew who she was.

She is probably Wen Qingyin's father's mistress.

He didn't want to offend anyone, he just smiled and didn't answer.

Yan Jinghuai guessed right, the person who came was indeed Wang Yizhi.

She frowned displeased, she felt that Yan Jinghuai was too arrogant.

A servant, why should he treat her like this, why!
But for her own purposes, she could only continue to endure.

She chatted normally, and asked: "Do you have a girlfriend? You are so handsome, it's impossible to be single."

Yan Jinghuai nodded perfunctorily, but Wang Yizhi misunderstood him answering his own question.

She continued: "Usually the expenses are not small, you young people have a lot of places to spend money, and now the rent is expensive, - oh, look at my memory, assistants of your level, Xiao Wendong will give you a house, right? .”

She still had that uncontested smile on her face, "I heard that Wen Qingyin gave Assistant Shu a set of 'Xin Ming Cui' house, is your house there too?"

'Xinmingcui' is a well-known community in this city, the kind that is priceless in the market.

Yan Jinghuai could guess her intention.

Do not suffer from scarcity but from inequality.If he is really Wen Qingyin's assistant, and the house that Wen Qingyin gave him is not as good as Assistant Shu's, he must not be convinced.

One time may not affect their relationship, but a few more times.

And this woman has the attitude of a caring big sister.If it were a real assistant, would she provoke her a few more times, would her attitude be biased towards her?

Yan Jinghuai always thought that old man Wen's worries were unfounded, but now it seems that he is ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth.

Be more cautious in the future.

Because the next step has not been performed for too long, the vending machine issued a 'beep' sound.

Thinking that Wen Qingyin was still waiting for him upstairs, Yan Jinghuai turned around and poked a corner of the coffee.

Wang Yi once again misunderstood his silence.

She walked a few steps closer, covered her mouth, and looked very surprised, "Didn't Wen Qingyin solve your housing problem? It shouldn't be, she is very good to the people around her."

Yan Jinghuai sighed.He suddenly understood the director's mood when he watched him act.

It's really stupid and contrived.

He smiled politely, "Please get out of the way, our Xiao Wendong is still waiting for me."

Yan Jinghuai not only bought Wen Qingyin's drink, but also Wen Yuming's.

Wen Yuming was not used to drinking canned coffee, so he swallowed with difficulty, complaining that no one made him hand-ground coffee.

Yan Jinghuai did not know that the hospital also provided this service.

It's early in the morning, but no one with a conscience would have such an idea.

Yan Jinghuai could only smile.

He was going to find Wen Qingyin, but Wen Yuming stopped him.

Wen Yuming looked at him suspiciously: "You have always been a man?"

Yan Jinghuai returned a blank look, and heard him say again: "Wen Qingyin's assistant, isn't she a woman?"

He asked uncertainly, "Is it you, surnamed Shu, always following Wen Jianjian."

If it wasn't for his personal experience, Yan Jinghuai wouldn't believe that there is such an outrageous father in the world, even his daughter's assistant can't remember it.

He smiled more politely.

Wen Qingyin remained in the original posture, staring blankly at the ward.

Yan Jinghuai sat back beside her and put her hand on the warm milk jug.

"No more coffee," he said.

Wen Qingyin looked at him dully, then at her own hands, said "Thank you" in a hoarse voice, and turned her eyes back to the ward.

It seems that if she misses a glance, her grandfather's life is in danger.

Yan Jinghuai suddenly thought of his father.

His father died in a car accident, and he died on the spot. He never suffered from waiting.

He regretted that he didn't accompany his father to the last journey, but now that he thought about it, his father really loved him very much.

He was thinking about those old things, when the door of the ward opened.

The doctor took off the mask wearily, "Let's snatch the old man back from Hades' hands again."

At this time, the sun rose outside the window, and before I knew it, most of the day and the whole night had passed.

I don't know if the surprise came too suddenly, but Wen Qingyin still had that slightly numb expression.

Wen Yuming was not in a high mood, he even ignored the doctor.

He said to Wen Qingyin: "I have to go back and take a shower, how about you?"

The father and daughter were not too happy about the news that the old man was out of danger.

Yan Jinghuai felt that it was not good to leave the doctor alone, so he took the initiative to say a few polite words.

But the doctor was also absent-minded, and kept looking at the voiceless voice.

Yan Jinghuai just wanted to remind that Wen Qingyin had already noticed it.She asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

The doctor hesitated and said: "We all know the situation of the old man, I still say that-"

"Impossible, don't even think about it!" Wen Yuming reacted fiercely: "I have plenty of money, and I just want to buy my father's life with money!"

The doctor has persuaded me many times, but I also find it boring.But he has his own work ethic, and what has to be said has to be said.

He looked at the more sensible Wen Qingyin: "We all know the situation of the old man. If this continues over and over again, the old man will suffer too much."

Wen Yuming's eyes widened, as if he was about to hit someone.

Wen Qingyin didn't drink water for a long time, her voice became dry: "What did my grandpa say?"

The doctor smiled bitterly: "If it makes sense, I won't come to persuade you. I'm not trying to scare people, the old man's body is really—"

Wen Qingyin interrupted him calmly: "Let's talk."

Yan Jinghuai understood that the doctor did not recommend rescuing Mr. Wen.

They were discussing letting the old man die.

Although he spent a short time with the old man, he had some kind of friendship.He didn't understand why the doctor made such absurd suggestion since the Wen family was not short of money.

And Wen Qingyin was so indifferent.

Every time it was the same result, the doctor said nothing and left exhausted.

Wen Yuming also cursed and left.

Only Wen Qingyin, still staring at the window of the ward.

After waiting for a while, she slowly stood up.

She sat for too long, her body was already numb, she staggered a step, and almost fell to the ground.

Yan Jinghuai hurriedly supported her.

"Do you want to see Grandpa?" he asked.

Wen Qingyin nodded.

He half helped and half hugged the man into the house.

The smell in the room was not pleasant, alcohol, disinfectant, slightly bitter medicine, and a strong smell of burnt flesh.

"It's a defibrillator." Wen Qingyin stood beside the hospital bed, staring at the old man on the bed, "During the rescue, they need to use the defibrillator to shock Grandpa's heart."

"Does it taste like barbecue?" She said calmly, "But my grandpa is a real person."

"At the worst time, during that week, the skin on his chest was electrocuted."

Yan Jinghuai suddenly understood Wen Qingyin's silence.

No one loves her grandpa more than she does.

There was nothing he could do but hold her hand and give her some strength.

Wen Qingyin said again:
"He's a sailor."

"He is the eldest in the family, and he has younger brothers and sisters to support. He stopped studying at a very young age, and lived with his relatives at sea."

"The biggest regret in his life is that he didn't go to school. After he got rich, he donated scholarships to many schools. Some schools took the opportunity to curry favor with him and wanted to issue him a degree certificate and make him an honorary alumnus. He was very angry and turned people Scold me."

"He often told me that we can play scheming in business, but not in learning."

"He likes reading very much, and always wants me to study hard. But he never forces me to get good grades in the exam. He always says that as long as I understand the knowledge, the grades are not important."

Wen Qingyin smiled softly, "This old man is really stubborn. Obviously, every time I take a paper with full marks, he rushes to sign it."

"He has always been in good health. When I was ten years old, he took me to climb Mount Tai. I felt tired after walking a few steps, so he hugged me with one arm." Wen Qingyin gestured, "Just one arm, just This carried me all the way to the top of the mountain."

"He was in his 60s then."