Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

In the end, Jiaren Wu went to Zhang Yang’s house with Kang Hui to do a cleaning.

She threw the basket of clothes into the washing machine and exaggeratedly covered her nose.

After cleaning up Zhang Yang’s house, Jiaren Wu could not believe that this house, which looked especially classy and had an extraordinary taste, was Zhang Yang’s house. Kang Hui sighed and sighed. “The cowshed has become heaven.”

“That’s true.”

The two of them left after drying the clothes.

After leaving Zhang Yang’s house, Jiaren Wu did not go to Wei Shuyi’s house. She returned to her own.

She offered Wu Jiacheng two sticks of incense, then cleaned up the house and took a shower. When she lay on the bed again, it was already past 11 pm.

Wei Shuyi was still waiting for her at home when she received a message.

Alluring Beauty: It’s too late, I won’t go over.

Wei Shuyi: Got it.

Wei Shuyi looked at the two servings of supper on the table. In the end, he brought the large bowl into the kitchen and poured it into the trash bag. Throughout the entire time, he was expressionless.

He washed the empty plate and returned to the dining room with his chopsticks.

He sat down and took a bite of spaghetti before receiving Jiaren Wu’s message.

Alluring Beauty: It has only been a day. Hubby, do you have anything to say to me? What are you doing?

Wei Shuyi had planned to leave WeChat.

He stared at this message and stared blankly for ten seconds before putting down his chopsticks and replying to her.

[87.]

Jiaren Wu was a little lost.

Eighty-seven…

What does he mean?

She asked Wei Shuyi: What do you mean?

Wei Shuyi: Nothing.

Seeing that the message had been sent, Wei Shuyi put down his phone and focused on eating his noodles.

Jiaren Wu thought about the message for a long time. She tried to switch to the nine keys pinyin keyboard. She pressed the eight and seven keys, but what came out was: She said, “Books, colleagues, dresses…”

Clearly, this line of thought was wrong.

Jiaren Wu had to change her way of thinking.

What is it?

She rolled around on the bed and suddenly thought of something. Quickly getting up, she knelt on the bed to open her chat history with Wei Shuyi.

In the records, there were many things she had said to Wei Shuyi.

Alluring Beauty: The first sentence I want to say to you is: You’re not handsome at all today.

Alluring Beauty: The second sentence I want to say to you is: Sorry, I was too heavy-handed last night.

***

Alluring Beauty: The 85th sentence I want to say to you is: I like you so much. I especially like how you look when you’re cooking.

Alluring Beauty: The 86th sentence I want to say to you is: Although our job is quite tough, thinking about you doesn’t make it hard. You’re my lollipop. You’re sweet, and I can have a taste of you when I’m free. You make me feel great.

Alluring Beauty: The 87th sentence I want to say to you is: Are you thinking of me too?

— After not seeing you for a day, Hubby, don’t you have anything to say to me? What are you doing?

— I was thinking about you.

This was Wei Shuyi’s answer.

That was how awkward it was to be stuffy.

However, Jiaren Wu liked the Dr. Wei who was like this.

Pa!

Jiaren Wu threw her phone on the bed and covered her thumping heart with her hand.

No!

She could not think about that person anymore, or she would not be able to sleep.

Before sleeping, Jiaren Wu sent Wei Shuyi a message and forbade herself from touching her phone again.

Wei Shuyi had just lain on the bed when his phone rang.

He endured it but could not help but pick up his phone.

When he opened it, he saw it was a message from Jiaren Wu.

Alluring Beauty: I miss you too.

Wei Shuyi threw away his phone and placed his hands under his head. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. After a moment, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

***

When Wei Shuyi went to work the next day, he was stunned to see Tang Jiangyun in the elevator.

Tang Jiangyun generously nodded at him and dryly said, “Morning, Dr. Wei.”

Wei Shuyi nodded at him.

The elevator rose. Other than the two of them, other family members and patients were inside the elevator as well. The two of them were close to each other. Out of courtesy, Wei Shuyi had no choice but to talk to him. He took the initiative to ask Tang Jiangyun, “Are you here to see Zhang Yang?”

“Yeah.”

Seeing that this man called Miao Miao did not seem to like talking, Wei Shuyi stopped conversing with him.

When they were about to leave the elevator, Wei Shuyi saw Tang Jiangyun scrolling through Weibo. He was taller than Tang Jiangyun and saw the contents of his Weibo.

It was a poem.

After walking out of the elevator, the two of them parted ways. One went to the ward, and the other to the office. Wei Shuyi walked along the corridor. From time to time, a nurse greeted him. He nodded as he walked toward the office, but he recited a poem.

“Spring to the end of the river, wild fragrance to the sun.

“Birds pass through the fragrant trees, people are far away from the mountainous woods.”

Wei Shuyi’s hand landed on the door handle. The moment he pushed the door open, two words suddenly jumped out of his mouth. “The suburbs.” He remembered that this poem was called the suburbs. He had seen it in books before. Wei Shuyi shook his head and thought, “You really can’t judge a book by its cover. I didn’t expect that this beautiful colleague who looked a little stuffy was a hobbyist of ancient poems.”

Tang Jiangyun pushed open the ward door and saw Zhang Yang lying on the bed with dry lips. Her eyes darkened.

Upon hearing the door open, Zhang Yang turned around and looked at him.

When he saw him, Zhang Yang first narrowed his eyes. He stared at Tang Jiangyun for nearly a minute before waving at him with difficulty. “Miaomiao, come here.”

His lips moved. Tang Jiangyun wanted Zhang Yang to stop calling him Miaomiao, but when he saw his weak expression, he held back.

Tang Jiangyun strode over and poured some water from the cup. After rinsing the cup, he poured some clean water into the cup. He used gauze to wipe the corners of Zhang Yang’s mouth. After staring at his pale face for two seconds, Tang Jiangyun softly asked, “Does your wound still hurt?”

Zhang Yang nodded. “Of course, it hurts. Why don’t you give me a kiss? It won’t hurt anymore.”

His gay tone made Tang Jiangyun want to hit him.

“Do you want to die?” Tang Jiangyun was expressionless. His tone was cold and filled with killing intent.

Zhang Yang was not afraid of him at all. He groaned for a long time and said in a funny manner, “If you don’t give me a kiss, my wound will continue to hurt. It will continue to hurt…”

Tang Jiangyun could not take it anymore. He slammed the cup of water on the table and softly roared at him, “If you continue to talk nonsense, I’ll leave!”

“Tsk!” Zhang Yang muttered. “Miao Miao doesn’t love me anymore.” Only then did he stop.

Seeing that he was finally silent, Tang Jiangyun sighed and sat down on the stool beside the bed. “I shouldn’t have been fierce to you,” he apologized with a wooden expression.

Zhang Yang stared at him and casually said, “I shouldn’t have teased you.”

Tang Jiangyun was speechless.

“You have been seriously injured this time. You have to rest more and recover as soon as possible. There are still many bad people waiting for us to catch them.”

Zhang Yang nodded.

The relationship between the two of them was very strange. Usually, Zhang Yang liked to tease Tang Jiangyun. When he saw that Tang Jiangyun could not take it anymore and suddenly became angry, Zhang Yang would smile victoriously. However, right now, Zhang Yang was lying weakly on the bed. Tang Jiangyun was not someone who would take the initiative to talk to him, so the ward remained silent.

After a few minutes, Zhang Yang lightly coughed and said, “Thank you for that day. Fortunately, you’re good at shooting. Otherwise, that bastard would have shot me to death.”

Tang Jiangyun’s voice was muffled. He said, “You don’t have to thank me. If it were you, you would have done the same.”

“Of course.”

After an awkward conversation, the ward fell silent again.

It was not until Wei Shuyi came to make a routine greeting and pushed open the door to enter that the two of them heaved a sigh of relief.

Nodding at Tang Jiangyun, Wei Shuyi walked to the bed. He first asked Zhang Yang a few questions. Zhang Yang answered them one by one. After that, Wei Shuyi removed the bandage on Zhang Yang’s chest and checked the wound. He checked the recovery of the wound before feeling relieved.

“Be careful not to make any big movements. You have to rest in bed.”

“Okay.”

When Wei Shuyi left the ward, Zhang Yang stopped him.

“What else?” Wei Shuyi looked at Zhang Yang in surprise.

Zhang Yang smiled at him. He was quite silly as he said, “Old Wei, thank you. You can consider my life yours.”

Wei Shuyi was stunned.

A beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on his gentle and handsome face. “You don’t have to thank me.” After a slight pause, he continued, “Just treat it as me doing something for Jiaren.”

As a doctor, saving lives was his duty. However, to Zhang Yang, Wei Shuyi was like a parent who gave him life.

“Anyway, thank you.”

“Got it.”

When Wei Shuyi left, he carefully closed the door.

Inside the room, the two people looked at the door. When the door closed, Tang Jiangyun retracted his gaze and said to Zhang Yang, “He’s quite good.”

“Yeah.”

Licking his dry lips, Zhang Yang said, “Our Jiaren is amazing. It’s a blessing, both for her and us, to have such a boyfriend. He’s like a lucky charm.”