After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

Wang Mei paused and didn't know how to answer for a moment. Although she didn't know what happened, Cheng Zhiwei came back covered in blood that day. She could guess that Cheng Zhiwei's inability to eat was related to that incident.

But, she couldn't say.

Seeing her hesitant expression, Cheng Zhiyin's usually gentle attitude toward others became sarcastic, "I think it has something to do with Zhou Lin. Zhiwei's fever and inability to eat are probably the sequelae of Zhou Lin's torture to her. "

"Miss Zhiyin."

"You don't have to explain for him. I have eyes and can see. If Zhou Lin had any patience with Zhiwei, he would not treat her so rudely." Cheng Zhiyin felt heartbroken just thinking about it. Cheng Zhiwei still had a fever and there was a sign on his forehead. There were also injuries, and such a rough method would only make Cheng Zhiwei's already weak body worse.

So what if he can eat again? Can the harm he caused to Cheng Zhiwei be written off?

After all, Zhou Lin never considered Cheng Zhiwei his wife.

Wang Mei was speechless. She had taken care of Cheng Zhiwei for three years. She saw how Zhou Lin treated Cheng Zhiwei.

"You can go out. I'll just stay here with Zhiwei." Cheng Zhiyin said lightly and held Cheng Zhiwei's hand tightly.

Cheng Zhiwei has lost a lot of weight. When he holds it in his hand, all he can touch is bones.

At this moment, Cheng Zhiyin felt that her decision to stay was the right one.

Wang Mei went out in silence, and saw Zhou Lin in Zhang Yuanheng's office. He was standing by the window, surrounded by smoke, looking out the window with his deep black eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

In fact, he spent most of the time in the hospital these days, but he did not appear in front of Cheng Zhiwei, but stayed in Zhang Yuanheng's office.

After handing over half of the management rights, he didn't try hard to get the management rights back as Zhou Jinzhong thought. Instead, it seemed like it was in ruins, and the company rarely left.

Now the outside world is spreading rumors that he is frustrated and planning to leave the Zhou Group.

"Master." Wang Mei approached, "Smoking less, it's not good for your health."

"How is she?" Zhou Lin asked lightly.

"I fell asleep, Miss Zhiyin was with me, but Miss Zhiyin had a huge misunderstanding when she saw you treating the young lady like that."

"Let her go." Zhou Lin didn't care, after all, he was meant to be seen by her.

Wang Mei said nothing. When she turned around and went out, she met Xu Zhenzhen.

Xu Zhenzhen sat in a wheelchair and greeted Wang Mei with a smile, "Aunt Wang, are Zhiwei okay?"

Wang Mei didn't like her, didn't give her a good look, and left without talking to her.

Xu Zhenzhen sneered and turned her wheelchair to the office. There was deep worry and helplessness in her tone: "Alin, didn't you go to the company today?"

Zhou Lin pinched the cigarette butt, turned around and looked at Xu Zhenzhen, "Why are you here?"

Xu Zhenzhen bit her lower lip, with deep reluctance in her eyes. In fact, when Zhou Lin agreed to decentralize power to protect Cheng Zhiwei, she was shocked because she did not expect Zhou Lin to do this. Of course, according to Zhou Lin's character, he He would definitely not really give the power to Meng Qiancheng, but at that time, he could obviously throw Cheng Zhiwei out and achieve the same effect.

But he spared Cheng Zhiwei, and the last time she was beaten by Cheng Zhiwei, Zhou Lin didn't express his position in the end.

Suppressing many emotions, Xu Zhenzhen asked gently: "Is Meng Qiancheng difficult to deal with? You don't look happy."

"Are you done with today's injections?" Zhou Lin's voice was low and unfocused, and he said some meaningless words. It was already this time, so the injections were naturally finished.

Xu Zhenzhen raised her head and looked into his eyes. She could tell from his carelessness that he was absent-minded. She couldn't help but ask, "Did something happen to Zhiwei? Is she not in good health?"

"She's very good." Zhou Lin said casually, obviously not wanting to talk about Cheng Zhiwei.

Xu Zhenzhen said calmly: "Now that Zhuzhu has been laid to rest, I have nothing to hate against her. I hope her health will get better soon."

Zhou Lin thought of the mess and frowned, but his expression remained as usual, "Get ready for the surgery and don't think too much about other things."

Perfunctory or perfunctory, Xu Zhenzhen felt uneasy in her heart. She couldn't help but said: "Alin, are you and Zhiwei... planning to divorce?"

She finally asked.

Zhou Lin looked down at her with warmth and distance. The emotions flashing through his eyes at that moment were too late for anyone to delve into, "Zhenzhen, prepare well for the operation."

He didn't answer directly.

Xu Zhenzhen's heart was filled with panic, but she had always been considerate, so she just smiled and said: "It's me who is meddling in other people's business, A Lin, then I'll go back first."

"it is good."

No explanation, no retention.

His alienation was like a cold wind, which came unexpectedly.

When Wang Mei served breakfast the next day, Cheng Zhiwei took the initiative to force himself to eat some. He was still nauseated and vomited, but in the end he ate some and was no longer as embarrassed as yesterday.

Being forced to accept is also acceptance.

Cheng Zhiyin's eyes were red, she felt extremely distressed, and she even looked down upon Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin watched Cheng Zhiwei finish his breakfast before leaving, as if he was monitoring a prisoner.

Cheng Zhiwei waited for Zhou Lin to leave, and then comforted Cheng Zhiyin, "It's a good thing to eat a little. After all, I can't take nutritional injections three times a day, so it's okay."

Cheng Zhiyin raised his hand and touched her forehead, and whispered: "You have a fever again. Are you okay?"

Vomiting after every meal three times a day is unbearable for a normal person, let alone Cheng Zhiwei, who is sick.

"The doctor gave me an anti-vomiting injection. I guess I can eat normally in two days." Cheng Zhiwei no longer showed that despairing look because Cheng Zhiyin was here. She was very interested in recovering her health. This one comes across as positive.

"You vomit like this every day, and your stomach can't stand it. If I add medicine randomly, it will have serious side effects."

"It's okay." Cheng Zhiwei said softly. She just wanted to recover quickly so that Cheng Zhiyin could leave here and stay away from these messy things.

As Cheng Zhiwei said himself, after taking the injection and forcing himself to eat every day, he seemed to be able to accept it after two or three days, and the fever was only an occasional low fever.

When she finished finishing a small bowl of wontons, Wang Mei was so happy, "Young madam, it's great that you can finally eat. I'll make some soup for you when you get back."

Zhou Lin's expression was indifferent, and his words were extremely cold, "Now that I can eat and feel almost better, I'll go back."

Cheng Zhiyin looked angry. Cheng Zhiwei was obviously not in good health yet. How could he ask her to be discharged from the hospital at this time?

Before she could speak, Cheng Zhiwei spoke first, "That's fine, I don't want to live in the hospital all the time. It's too depressing."