Mrs. Lu picked it up

After the water was adjusted, Jiang Rao was much better. Zhou You told her not to eat cold food, but she just smiled and made no promise.

After the needle was pulled out, Gu Huaisheng was not there, so she went to Zhang Yunbo's ward, and he could be discharged, but Jiang Rao wanted him to observe for a few more days, so he was still staying.

Zhang Yunbo was very clear about his position, he knew he was a submissive man, when Jiang Rao came, he still licked his face and smiled: "Hi."

Jiang Rao: "..."

She sat down in front of his hospital bed and picked up an apple to help him peel. Zhang Yunbo was very apprehensive, fearing that she might cut his fingers a few times.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Why did you come to the hospital again?"

The two spoke in unison, and Zhang Yunbo smiled: "I'm much better, and I'll be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."

Jiang Rao said in a low voice, "I have already paid the medical expenses for you."

"Thank you." Zhang Yunbo was not short of the money, but he knew that if he didn't use Jiang Rao's ex, she might feel even more guilty.

"I'm the one who should say thank you."

Jiang Rao looked at Zhang Yunbo, he looked really not brave, but he still convinced her.

Jiang Rao handed over the apple, Zhang Yunbo took it and took a bite: "The little princess peels it sweet!"

Jiang Rao smiled subtly.

She was wearing a long-sleeved skirt with a tight neckline. She was beautiful, but she looked a little hot in the 30-degree weather.

"Aren't you hot?"

Jiang Rao paused, shook his head, and said, "It's not hot."

"Are you in a bad mood and have a conflict with Mr. Gu?"

Jiang Rao paused for a moment, then smiled slightly, "No, he agreed to the divorce, and when we get divorced, we will never have conflicts again."

Zhang Yunbo was really shocked, Gu Huaisheng didn't look like someone who would let go.

"how is this possible?"

Jiang Rao looked at him, her eyes were clear, and there was a smile on her face, but it seemed that boundless sadness rushed over her face.

"You agree too?"

Jiang Rao nodded.

"Actually, I'm not suitable for marriage at all. Even if there is no such thing, who would want to marry me as a wife? I am self-willed and don't listen to persuasion. I actually want to correct it, but I can't correct it. I can't control myself."

"In the past when my brother was around, everyone was willing to put up with me, but now it's not suitable for me alone." Jiang Rao said with a smile: "My grandfather once taught my brother that to marry a wife, you must marry a virtuous woman. It really doesn't match that word."

Zhang Yunbo wanted to say that she was farting, and Jiang Rao was an ideal in the world.

"Why are you suddenly underestimating yourself? Did our affairs make you lose your confidence?"

Zhang Yunbo said: "Jiang Rao, don't be afraid. If Gu Huaisheng really divorces you and you are afraid of getting married again, I will marry you."

He was seldom serious, but suddenly looking at her so seriously, Jiang Rao couldn't help being moved.

She choked up a sob, held back the tears that almost burst out of her eyes, and said, "Thank you."

After leaving Zhang Yunbo's ward, Jiang Rao went downstairs to buy lunch and sent it to Ningwen's ward.

It's been four months, and she is doing prenatal education. Ning Wen probably hopes that the baby will look like her. She is holding a picture album, which looks familiar to her. It is a picture that they have not exported.

"Baby, this is drawn by my aunt."

Jiang Rao walked over, her style has always been bright and beautiful, but she couldn't understand it from such a distance.

"Wenwen, why are you telling your baby this?"

"You and I are both painters, such a talent, he has to be like us both."

Jiang Rao shook her head: "Is there anyone who can understand what I drew?"

"Of course some people don't understand it, and some people understand it. What's wrong?"

"Isn't a painting that you don't understand meaningless? Don't show the baby my painting."

It was the first time Ning Wen heard this kind of words from Jiang Rao's mouth, the pregnancy reaction was too strong, and she was almost taken care of by Zhou You before she had time to see her beloved's sister, her best best friend.

I don't know what has happened these days, she is very thin, her neckline is a bit high, covering her beautiful neck, but Ning Wen can still see her sunken collarbone through the fabric.

Ning Wen has already seen the previous remarks on the Internet, "Rao Rao, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Rao shook her head, took out the rice and gave it to her, and said in a low voice, "Wenwen, eat."

She bought it outside, and Ning Wen felt nauseous when she smelled it. Jiang Rao saw that her expression was wrong, and immediately closed the box.

Ning Wen drank a few sips of water to suppress the desire to vomit, and there were already tears in the corners of his eyes.

"I'm fine, why are your eyes still red?"

Jiang Rao took a deep breath and said, "I don't think it's interesting."

She saw the extra ring on Ning Wen's ring finger and asked her, "When will my brother come back, Wen Wen?"

Ning Wen paused and said in a low voice: "He came to see me last night. He's fine. Maybe I'll reverse the case for myself recently. You know I don't understand his work."

Knowing that he was fine, Jiang Rao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't Gu Huaisheng come?"

"He has a job." Jiang Rao whispered.

"Rao Rao, but didn't you say at the beginning that you want to find someone who puts you first?"

Ning Wen teased her, and Jiang Rao laughed too.

When I was young, I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and let go of my grand ambitions, saying that I wanted to find a man who loved her and put her first, and put her before work.

She really didn't expect Ning Wen to remember such childish words.

Ning Wen whispered, "Have you not drawn for a long time?"

Jiang Rao nodded, facing her best friend, she could tell all the problems in her heart: "Wenwen, I can't draw any more."

Ning Wen suddenly sat up straight and asked seriously, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Rao squeezed her eyelashes: "I'm afraid when I see paint, and I feel dizzy and nauseous when I see old paintings, and my hand shakes when I get a brush."

Facing Huahua, she had a serious psychological burden, so she was anxious, and even said that it was useless, she just wanted to give birth to a child for Gu Huaisheng.

She never thought about what she could do without painting.

She thought she could paint for a lifetime.

"What are your plans?"

Jiang Rao licked the corner of her lips and said in a low voice, "Go to work, I want to go to work."

"Where do you go to work?"

"Look for Brother Jingchuan or Brother Nanhuai, and arrange a job for me."

Ning Wen was surprised, and felt something was wrong: "Aren't you looking for your elder brother Huaisheng?"

"We're going to get a divorce soon, so it's not good to bother him all the time." Jiang Rao said in a low voice, curling her eyelashes.

These words, like a thunderbolt struck Ning Wen's heart, the painful itching feeling spread up, and her face turned pale bit by bit.

After all, she cared more about Jiang Rao than about Jiang Shi, after all, she spent more time with her.

The two talked about everything, so she could empathize with every word she said, just like this sentence, her heart twitched in pain.