In-house help system

"My God, you're finally back."

As soon as Ji Wenliang opened the door, he heard Han Yi complaining endlessly.

Han Yi is Ji Wenliang's college roommate, both of them are from City B, there is no cultural difference, but they get along very well.

Ji Wenliang knew what Han Yi was complaining about, so he felt helpless, and handed him the paper bag in his hand, "Beef burger, no lettuce."

Han Yi's originally bitter face was conjured up, and he immediately retracted it. He smiled and said, "Thank you."

Hou hurriedly opened the package and started to eat.

Halfway through the meal, he seemed to suddenly remember something, swallowed what was in his mouth, and asked, "When are you going back to China?"

Ji Wenliang was stumped by this question.

Although there is still more than half a year to graduate, he has already completed enough credits and met the graduation requirements. It stands to reason that there is nothing to do in school and he can return to China.

But why is he still refusing to go back?

It's not because of Feng Rui.

In the past few years, Feng Rui never took the initiative to contact Ji Wenliang. Ji Wenliang did call him during important festivals. At first, he was able to get through, but he only said a few words in a hurry. People answered."

Offended the male lead a lot.

Ji Wenliang was a little worried about whether he could still be an assistant.

He didn't worry for long, though.

At noon that day, Ji Wenliang and Han Yi were eating when their cell phone rang suddenly.

He put down his chopsticks, picked up his cell phone, and looked at the caller ID. It was the phone number of Feng's villa.

My heart shuddered.

Hastily got up to the balcony.

"Hello?" Ji Wenliang answered the phone, a little nervous.

"Gentle."

It was not Feng Rui who spoke.

The voice was old and hoarse, yet familiar.

He tentatively asked, "Grandpa Chen?"

"it's me."

It's really Butler Chen.

Ji Wenliang was a little surprised, but what surprised him even more was what Chen Butler said next.

"The young master is in the hospital."

Ji Wenliang's heart trembled, and he couldn't believe it.

Quickly asked: "He was hospitalized? What happened to Xiao Rui?"

Feng Rui has always been in good health, why was he suddenly hospitalized?

Butler Chen briefly described the beginning and end of the incident.

Feng Rui took over the Feng family's company two years ago. Although he did not have a lot of experience, he did things vigorously and methodically, and quickly gained a firm foothold.

It's just that while growing the company, two new problems have been added.

One is smoking and the other is drinking.

Coupled with inheriting the attributes of Fengfu's workaholic, he goes out early and returns late all day long, and eats irregularly, so it is difficult not to get stomach problems.

It would be fine if he was treated in time, but Feng Rui didn't know why he was so angry that he refused to be treated.

Who dares to refute the president's decision?Had no choice but to procrastinate like this until Feng Rui couldn't stand it anymore, so he was admitted to the hospital.

Steward Chen sighed on the other end of the phone, and said, "Wen Liang, I know you are going to graduate, but what are your plans after graduation?"

Afraid of Ji Wenliang's misunderstanding, he paused and said: "There is no other meaning, but you are studying finance, and you are still friends with the young master. If you are willing, Feng's Group is a good place to go."

Han Yi was eating well, and when he looked up, he saw Ji Wenliang came back after finishing his phone call.

Looks a little wrong.

He put down the chicken leg in his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Wenliang said lightly: "The phone at home is fine."

Sit down and continue eating.

But in Han Yi's view, it didn't look like "nothing happened".

Ji Wenliang held the chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't pick up the food, he was just in a daze.

Han Yi couldn't stand it anymore, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Ji Wenliang didn't seem to hear it.

Han Yi had no choice but to push his shoulder.

Ji Wenliang was startled, and accidentally knocked over the water glass.

Water trickled out of the cup, wet the table, and fell to the floor in a trickle.

He got up hurriedly, trying to get a tissue, but because he stood too hastily, he knocked over the chair.

There was a rush.

Han Yi lived with Ji Wenliang for nearly four years, and he had never seen him in such a panic. He was a little worried, so he stood up and helped him up the chair.

Just about to ask in detail, Ji Wenliang suddenly ran back to the room.

Seeing that he was so abnormal, Han Yi followed in with concern.

He saw Ji Wenliang enter the room, and started... to pack his luggage?

"Where are you going?" Han Yi asked.

Ji Wenliang stuffed the clothes into the suitcase, and replied: "I want to go back to China."

return home?Why so suddenly?

"When?"

"Now." Ji Wenliang began to look for documents.

"Hmm..." Although Han Yi was shocked, he still had reason, "Have you booked your plane ticket yet?"

Only then did Ji Wenliang remember.

Yes, yes, we need to book a ticket.

He took out his mobile phone with shaking hands and began to check the flight.

Han Yi also came over and helped the staff: "The earliest flight is at night, but it's too urgent, you can book tomorrow..."

"Just tonight." Ji Wenliang interrupted Han Yi.

He repeated himself again, "It's scheduled for the evening."

Thanks to the fast transportation, Ji Wenliang arrived at Ji's villa at [-] o'clock in the morning.

Butler Chen who opened the door for him has not seen him for several years. Butler Chen's back is not as straight as before, and his hair has become gray.

Chen Butler knew that he was coming back, but he didn't know that he would come back so soon.

He looked at the suitcase in Ji Wenliang's hand, and said, "The room you used to live in is still available, so go and have a rest."

Ji Wenliang was really tired.

But don't want to rest just yet.

He caught a glimpse of the insulated lunch box in Chen Butler's hand, and asked, "Are you going to deliver food?"

Butler Chen nodded, "It's millet porridge."

Ji Wenliang thought for a while and said, "I'll send it off."

According to his address provided by Steward Chen, Ji Wenliang quickly found the hospital.

Through the glass of the ward door, Feng Rui was still asleep.

He gently opened the door and slowly moved to the hospital bed.

Slowly put the lunch box on the table and sat on the stool beside the bed.

look at him quietly.

Feng Rui has changed a lot over the years.

The facial lines are more distinct, and the facial features are more profound, but the brows are frowning, and there is a sickness on the face.

Only then did Ji Wenliang feel that his dangling heart finally calmed down and returned to calm.

Once a person relaxes, the exhaustion of the whole body seems to extend to the nerves, moving to the brain little by little, and continuously accumulating.

He supported his head at first, and squinted for a while, and then, for some reason, he lay on the bed with his arms pillowed on his head.

Completely fell asleep.

Nurse Fang graduated from a famous university. She is proficient in business and careful in her work. She is highly valued by the leaders of the hospital.

So she is often assigned to take care of some special patients.

The "special" here is not a special disease, but a special status.

Or a high official, or a senior cadre, or a successful businessman.

These people often have some strange problems that ordinary people don't have. Fortunately, Nurse Fang is experienced and can deal with it.

But recently a new patient came to the hospital, but it really gave her a headache.

This person is about twenty, tall and tall, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, but he is very disobedient.

As a patient, ensuring adequate sleep is the most basic, but he can't do it.

Every time Nurse Fang made rounds, this person would sit on the bed, watch the computer and approve documents.

It stands to reason that rich people like them cherish their lives very much, but this one just doesn't want to die.

If it's just that, it's fine, life is her own, if she doesn't cherish it, it's useless to be persuaded by others, she is just doing her duty as a nurse.

This one is also extremely difficult to communicate with.

If you say ten sentences and he can answer you one sentence, that's pretty good. If you say more, his face will become gloomy, and his cool eyes will glance casually, which makes people tremble with fear.

Nurse Fang looked at her watch, and it was time for the morning rounds again. If she didn't want to, she had to face it.

She sighed in her heart, pushed the treatment cart, and walked towards the ward.

As he approached the door of the ward, he gradually realized something was wrong.

It's midsummer now, and it's dawning early.

Besides, it's usually time for this person to get up and approve the documents at this time.

But looking in through the glass window of the door, the ward was still dark, presumably the curtains were not drawn.

She felt strange and moved faster.

Opening the door and looking, I was stunned.

There was actually a person lying on the side of the bed, his body undulating slightly with his breathing, as if he was soundly asleep.

This is something new.

Usually there is only one person who looks like a bodyguard to deliver three meals, but for some reason in the past two days, he has suddenly become an old man again.

She was very curious and sneaked a glance when she approached the hospital bed.

This man's face is dignified and delicate, very good-looking.

But she didn't dare to forget the other person in the room, looking at the head of the bed, that person was indeed awake.

Nurse Fang had a clear mind, and soon understood why this girl didn't get up after waking up, and why she didn't open the curtains at dawn.

Afraid of waking up the sleeping person next to the bed.

Thinking of it this way, she was also very careful in her movements, pointed to the bottle on the treatment cart, and made a gesture of eating again.

Today's medicine is irritating to the stomach, so she has to ask the patient if he has eaten.

The patient shook his head and pointed to the lunch box on the table.

This movement and eyes were full of peace that is rarely seen in ordinary times, which made Nurse Fang stunned.

It's okay not to eat. Nurse Fang opened the lunch box and prepared to feed him.

But now people are lying down, how to feed them?

The patient on the bed also felt something was wrong and frowned.

Nurse Fang understood.

Most of the people sleeping beside the bed had their heads on the patient's body. If the patient moved, it might wake him up.

But if you don't get up to eat, you can't beat the bottle.

After a stalemate for a while, the patient tried to move.

Didn't wake up.

Moved again.

Still didn't wake up.

Nurse Fang felt that either the person who fell asleep was too tired, or the patient was too cautious.

After a whole morning of tossing, the meal was finished and the injection was finished.

Nurse Fang gently pushed the treatment trolley away.

She intuitively felt that the days ahead might not be too sad.

This sleep sounded like never before.

When Ji Wenliang woke up, he found that the room was still so dark, a little strange, how long had he been asleep?

He rubbed his eyes and felt more refreshed. He raised his head and glanced at the head of the bed, and was taken aback for a while.

Feng Rui leaned his back against the wall at the head of the bed, and looked at him expressionlessly.

"You can really sleep."

"Ah!" Ji Wenliang stood up from the stool, looked at the wall clock, it was already eleven o'clock.

I looked at the window again, only to find that the curtains hadn't been pulled up yet, but a glimmer of light had already leaked through the gap.

After sleeping for so long, his face turned red.

He happened to catch a glimpse of the lunch box on the table, and to hide his embarrassment, he hurriedly opened it, only to find that the rice porridge was gone.

That's right, it's time for lunch.

Ji Wenliang really wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Fortunately, a knock on the door saved him.

It turned out that Housekeeper Chen had come to deliver lunch.

Ji Wenliang felt really sorry for letting an old man run back and forth three times a day. He whispered, "Grandpa Chen, don't run back and forth in the future. I'll deliver the meals."

Butler Chen really wished for it.

Ji Wenliang took the lunch box and asked Feng Rui, "Shall we eat now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach grunted as if in response to the occasion.

Feng Rui didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he glanced at his stomach and said, "Eat."

This is no longer something that can be solved by drilling fissures in the ground, Ji Wenliang thinks it is better for him to die at this moment.

Such a fuss eased the embarrassment that the two hadn't contacted for many years.

Ji Wenliang's nervous heart also relaxed a lot.

He set up the bed table and laid out the dishes in the lunch box one by one.

Looking at the dishes on the table, I felt something was wrong.

These dishes... are all his favorites.

If you don't understand this, Ji Wenliang is really stupid.

I thought that Feng Rui had been busy with love and hatred with the heroine these years, so he had long forgotten about him.

I still remember it.

He was a little moved. The ice that had accumulated in his heart for these years began to slowly melt.

Walking to the window and opening the curtains, the sun shines in instantly, and the room is bright.

It illuminates people's hearts and opens them up.

The author has something to say:

comeon, sing with me:

我 想 说 其实 很 好

you don't know

really good to me

不 要求 回报

love someone

hope he has a better life

warm from the heart

you are more important than yourself

PS: I originally wrote the article to relax, but in the end I seem to regard it as work [laughing and crying], let’s update it tomorrow~