After the divorce, Madam, she shocked the world

The air became quieter and quieter, and neither of them spoke. Zhao Mengxue saw that Uncle Chen's expression was not very good, as if something was bothering him.

Zhao Mengxue thought that Uncle Chen might be feeling unwell or in a bad mood.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Zhao Mengxue asked softly, and Uncle Chen shook his head.

"Let's go." Uncle Chen didn't even look at Zhao Mengxue. He didn't want to trouble Zhao Mengxue.

"You don't worry about being alone here. I'll leave when Brother Zhao comes." Zhao Mengxue insisted, "I'm just worried about your physical condition."

"What's there to worry about?" Uncle Chen turned to look at Zhao Mengxue, with a hint of anger on his face.

"What are you angry about?" Zhao Mengxue asked without any fear.

"Don't you just hope that I die soon? You will be happy if I die, and I won't cause you any trouble!"

Uncle Chen blurted out as if he had accumulated grievances for a long time, "Then let me die, don't let me live!"

The room was quiet for three seconds. Zhao Mengxue looked at Uncle Chen who looked angry and sad. She stared at him quietly for a while.

"Did your family say anything to you?" Zhao Mengxue asked patiently, her eyes showing a touch of tenderness.

"You don't have to worry about it!" Uncle Chen yelled, his whole body shaking with anger.

"We are not your family, what they think is their business, but we really want to take care of you."

Zhao Mengxue took a step forward, opened the thermos bottle and poured water. Uncle Chen waved his hand, and the water from the thermos bottle sprinkled on Zhao Mengxue.

"Hiss..." Zhao Mengxue took a breath, her body was burning with pain.

Zhao Mengxue ran to the bathroom immediately, turned on the faucet and flushed her red arms.

"I don't care, no matter how many times I told you to leave me alone!" Uncle Chen yelled on the hospital bed. He looked at the movement in the bathroom and felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Zhao Mengxue inside felt a little pain from the burn, and she frowned. Outside, Uncle Chen was still angry, as if the whole world owed him.

Zhao Mengxue thought that Uncle Chen was in a bad mood. He was more dissatisfied with himself and did not adapt to the discomfort in certain parts of his body.

The ward door opened, and Brother Zhao heard Uncle Chen cursing. He hurriedly walked in and put down what he was holding.

"What's going on?" Brother Zhao asked nervously.

"I told this woman to leave quickly. If she doesn't listen to me, now she's scalding her hands with hot water and blames me for being useless." Uncle Chen said loudly.

Brother Zhao immediately turned around and walked to the bathroom. He saw Zhao Mengxue standing in front of the sink.

"Are you okay?" Brother Zhao looked at Zhao Mengxue's arm, which was red. "This can't be done. You'd better go find a doctor quickly."

"It's okay. It'll be better after a while to cool down." Zhao Mengxue said seriously, and she gave Brother Zhao a look of reassurance.

The two of them looked at each other. Uncle Chen outside occasionally said a few words, which were self-defeating words and sounded a bit resentful.

The atmosphere became depressing. Brother Zhao saw many old people like this, and there were also many old people with good attitudes.

"Don't take it to heart." Brother Zhao said in a voice that only two people heard. "Uncle Chen may be sick and in a bad mood, and his family members don't know what they said to him."

"I called his family, but they didn't answer the phone." Zhao Mengxue was still a little helpless.

"Hey, these family members are like this. They haven't contacted each other for so many years. Even if they contact suddenly, there will probably be no good news. If they are really good to the elderly, they will definitely care about the elderly."

Brother Zhao lowered his voice and said, he also looked back to see what Uncle Chen was doing, fearing that Uncle Chen would hear it.

"It's okay, I really don't take it to heart. It's not easy for them either." When Zhao Mengxue said that, even Brother Zhao was a little moved.

Every time something happens to the elderly, Zhao Mengxue is very enthusiastic to help. Brother Zhao and other colleagues see it. They often lament that without Zhao Mengxue, there would be no nursing home.

"You should go see a doctor soon. The burn is very uncomfortable." Brother Zhao's face was full of worry, and his expression was a little more complicated.

"It's really okay. It's just a minor injury. Just buy some burn ointment and treat it."

As soon as Zhao Mengxue finished speaking, her phone vibrated, and a message from Xiao Li popped up. Xiao Li said that the number was a virtual number.

There was something strange in Zhao Mengxue's eyes, and she even used a virtual number to call Uncle Chen.

They were obviously afraid that Uncle Chen would call back. These people were really going too far, and Zhao Mengxue got angry just thinking about it.

"By the way, many family members of the elderly heard that we had an open day, and they all wanted to come over and help with something. Didn't we just hire volunteers? Then let them help."

Brother Zhao suddenly thought of something, and he suggested to Zhao Mengxue with a smile, a slight smile on his face.

"Okay, you can invite them to play." Zhao Mengxue nodded generously and agreed immediately.

"You'd better go see a doctor. I'm still here to watch. Don't worry." Brother Zhao turned off the faucet and nervously warned, "Go quickly."

Zhao Mengxue looked like nothing was wrong, so she hummed, "I'll go over now, just watch here."

"Okay, go ahead." Brother Zhao waved his hand and followed Zhao Mengxue out of the bathroom.

"Then I'm leaving!" Zhao Mengxue specifically looked at Uncle Chen before leaving. Uncle Chen turned away and looked out the window gloomily.

Zhao Mengxue left slowly and gently closed the door to the ward. Brother Zhao walked to the bedside and poured a glass of warm water for Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen didn't look good. He didn't even look at Brother Zhao, and he couldn't vent the sullenness in his heart.

"Don't be angry, Miss Zhao is not angry either." Brother Zhao said softly, "Look, you can still eat, drink and sleep now. Isn't this a happy life?"

"You don't understand!" Uncle Chen gritted his teeth and said, thinking of his children being unfilial, he couldn't swallow his breath.

"You see, you will live to be old, so we should be more open-minded, stay away from people and things that make us unhappy, and live the rest of our lives well."

Brother Zhao sighed softly, "Ms. Zhao's arms were red just now. I don't care about you anymore. I think she is quite generous."

"Who told her to pour me water?" Uncle Chen curled his lips, feeling annoyed.

"You are blaming someone for being kind enough to pour you water?" Brother Zhao smiled, "Fortunately, Miss Zhao said you were in a bad mood, so we didn't think much of it."

"..." Uncle Chen thought of the pot of hot water spilled on Zhao Mengxue, and she felt a little guilty before she said anything.

"Ms. Zhao is very worried about your physical condition. If you weren't angry, I think she would have stayed with you until the physical report came out."

Brother Zhao said a few more words, coaxing Uncle Chen in a good voice, thinking that Uncle Chen could calm down his anger.

Uncle Chen kept a straight face and said nothing. He was more angry at himself for being useless, and the guilt in his heart grew little by little.