Can You Love Me?

Jian Zechuan went directly to the hospital, and Fang Ziheng happened to be on duty tonight.

How is my mother?

Jian Zechuan bumped into Fang Ziheng before he reached the ward, and asked him immediately.

Fang Ziheng was a little confused about what to say, his uncle and aunt had told him that after seeing his third brother, he must not show his feet, and he must tell the truth about his illness.

But...this is my third brother after all, although Fang Ziheng recently saw that what he did to Xin Ai was not very pleasing to the eye, but...a buddy for many years.

After Fang Ziheng hesitated, he said: Auntie is getting old, and she is prone to arrhythmia. Coupled with excessive worrying, there is something wrong with her heart. Although it doesn't look serious now, it cannot be ignored. When there is no one around, it might kill you.”

After finishing speaking, Fang Ziheng sighed. As a doctor, he is called talking nonsense, right?

Right, right?

This is very against his professional ethics!

After hearing Fang Ziheng's words, Jian Zechuan frowned and nodded, I see.

Uncle and aunt are in the ward, do you want to go and see?

Okay, I'll go there first, and I'll find you later.

When Fang Ziheng heard this, he had something to say, Third Brother, do you have other things to do with me?

It's a little thing.

Fang Ziheng watched Jian Zechuan leave and scratched his head, what else could he do?

For Xin Ai? For Tan Ran?

Thinking of Tan Ran, Fang Ziheng shook his head, he didn't like that woman very much.

Jian Zechuan pushed away from the ward, and saw Mrs. Jian lying on the hospital bed, undergoing an infusion, her complexion was indeed not very good, he walked over, Mom, how are you doing now?

Mrs. Jane was already ready for her son's arrival. She said weakly, It's much better, but my chest is still stuffy and I can't breathe.

Jian Zechuan pulled up a chair and sat down: I asked Ziheng just now, it's not a big deal, just take a good rest and cooperate with the treatment.

Mrs. Jane nodded, she seemed a little tired, and she was not willing to speak.

In fact, she was afraid that if she said too much, she would reveal her secrets.

Don't look at her infusion, in fact...it's glucose. She asked Fang Ziheng to help her get it. Since she's sick, she's going to look sick. She needs to be tricked into acting. Otherwise, a shrewd son like his son can tell it without a glance. .

At this time, Jian Wanjun said from the side: Zechuan, do you still have a job? If so, go to work first. After your mother finishes her transfusion, I will take her home.

Jian Zechuan thought of Xin Ai, and shook his head: It's nothing, I'll take care of it.

His departure seemed to be in Xin Ai's hands. At this moment, maybe she was just snickering.

Thinking about it this way, Jian Zechuan's chest also felt dull and airtight, as if he was sick. He wondered if Fang Ziheng should also give him two injections.

Zechuan, Zechuan...

Mrs. Jian yelled twice in a row before Jian Zechuan came back to her senses.

Mom, you called me.

If I don't call you, what's the matter with you, why are you in a trance, what are you thinking?

Jian Zechuan squeezed between his eyebrows: It's okay, maybe I'm a little tired.

Then you should go and have a good rest. There will be a welcome banquet for the Tan family's father and daughter in two days. In half a month, there will be an engagement. You will be busy later. Go and rest.

Speaking of the Tan family's father and daughter, Mrs. Jane was upset and wanted to roll her eyes.

Jian Zechuan frowned, and the irritability in his heart deepened. He already regretted that he hastily agreed to help Tan Ran.

Engagement dinner?

Ah……

Mrs. Jane tentatively said: Son, Mom can tell you in advance that I can go to the welcome banquet the day after tomorrow, but I won't show any shame to the Tan family father and daughter, let alone step on me and your dad's face , climb up.

They all understood what the Tan family's father and daughter were up to. They just wanted to hold the big Buddha of Jian's family as a springboard, and they wanted to jump into the aristocratic circle of Mingdu.

Jian Zechuan nodded: Don't worry, it's impossible, I won't let two outsiders come to our house to act like a tyrant.

Mrs. Jian and Jian Wanjun were stunned for a moment, this...

Didn't they all say they were going to get engaged, so why return it to an outsider?

Jian Wanjun was a little puzzled. His son's expression obviously didn't like Tan Ran very much. Could it be that he got engaged to her just out of...

Jian Zechuan apologized to Mrs. Jian for a while, then got up to find Fang Ziheng.

Third brother, what do you want from me? Seeing Jian Zechuan coming in, Fang Ziheng hurried to stand up.

Jian Zechuan walked over and sat opposite him, and after a moment of silence he asked, The scar on Xin Ai's body...

Fang Ziheng was a little surprised: Third Master, you even pay attention to the scars on her body, so why don't you take good care of her...

He couldn't help but think about it and ask, do you just dislike that her body is no longer perfect after she has a scar?

But doesn't she care about her body, whether she is healthy or not?

If so, that's really scum.

Xin Ai's physical condition is really very bad, and she really needs a good recuperation. Fang Ziheng also opened the drawer and took out another recuperation plan, Look, I have already made a plan. It’s definitely not okay for the little girl to let her drink Chinese medicine, but the medicated diet is not so bad. You arrange an aunt for her and cook for her every day according to the medicated diet above. If you really can’t find anyone, I will Someone, I can arrange...

Fang Ziheng talked endlessly, completely oblivious to the dark complexion of the man in front of him.

When Fang Ziheng realized something was wrong and closed his mouth, he raised his head to meet Jian Zechuan's cold eyes, and immediately shrank his neck.

Jian Zechuan pointed at the table with his finger: Fang Ziheng, do you care too much about my woman?

Fang Ziheng waved his hands again and again: Third brother, don't get me wrong, I am purely a doctor's professional ethics, seeing patients can't help but want to care, there is no other meaning at all, really, really...

Even if he was thinking about it, it wasn't Xin Ai, it was her sister.

Fang Ziheng is now thinking about how this can please Xin Ai, win her forgiveness, and then he can approach his goddess.

Maybe this is the future sister-in-law, of course I have to bother to please.

Jian Zechuan was silent, his eyes were like sharp knives, Fang Ziheng looked at him, fidgeting, he was afraid that Jian Zechuan thought he was thinking about Xin Ai, so he quickly explained: Third brother, what I said is true, I just think she is very pitiful, last time She was burnt like that. In the hospital where she came by herself, two little nurses in our hospital cried. I also think that she is such a young girl, but there is no one who cares about her. How pitiful, isn't it... me……

As Fang Ziheng was talking, he felt as if his throat was being grabbed by an invisible hand, and he couldn't open his mouth no matter what.

He swallowed, laughed awkwardly, and said nothing.

Jian Zechuan looked at him, and said coldly: That's pretty good, let's continue.