that nice ex boyfriend

If you don't suffer from stomach problems for a long time, once you do, you will see blood.Zheng Ziran couldn't help but feel alarm bells ringing in his heart.

After breakfast, Song Xiyan went out to school in a hurry, wanting to catch up on the progress that was left behind yesterday.As soon as he left, Zheng Ziran immediately made an appointment for an outpatient clinic with an old specialist in the afternoon.As for the morning time, I always go to the company to arrange some important matters first.

Just like his intention to cover up those bloodstains, he also planned to temporarily hide from Song Xiyan about the relapse of his stomach disease.

Naturally, Zheng could see that Song Xiyan cared more about his stomach problems than he, the patient himself.Before the test results came out, he didn't want Song Xiyan to worry for nothing for a few more days.

And when the result comes out, if it's not serious, then it's fine to say it or not, if it's serious... Zheng naturally thought about it, and always felt that it shouldn't be.

Song Xiyan had been leaving early and returning late since two weeks ago, and was almost too busy to touch the ground. The two gatherings were all based on finding time to attend.After all, although I am busy, at least I have relatively free time, and I can tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall.

So, before Song Xiyan knew it, Zheng Ziran went to the hospital and had a bunch of tests done.After tossing for a long time, his complexion became not very good.At first, I was worried that Song Xiyan would find out, but after thinking about it, fortunately, Xiyan would be busy until after ten o'clock in the evening before returning home.

In order to go to school conveniently, Song Xiyan deliberately bought a house near the school, and he could get home within a short drive.So even though he continued to return late these days, he rejected Zheng Ziran's proposal to come and pick him up.

At first, Zheng Ziran felt a little bit disappointed by being rejected, and always felt that he had missed a good opportunity.But looking at it now, it actually helped him.

Today Song Xiyan came home a little later than before.

After all, Zheng Ziran had been tossing and tossing for a long time, and his body and spirit were unable to hold on. He had already fallen asleep for a long time when the door was opened.

The house was completely silent, Song Xiyan walked lightly to the door of the bedroom and took a look.There was only a night light with a soft halo on in the room, and a long human figure bulged out of the quilt on one side, and was not disturbed by the sound of the door opening.

Song Xiyan gently closed the door, went to the guest bathroom and took a shower.There was also porridge Zheng Ziran left for him in the kitchen, and he had the right to drink it as a supper.Then he crawled back onto the bed silently.

The light was too soft, Zheng Ziran was lying on his side again, most of his face was hidden in the dimness.Song Xiyan lay down beside him, and she really didn't notice his slightly pale face.

The day was uneventful.

Zheng naturally used some connections, and got the inspection results the next afternoon.

The gray-haired doctor adjusted his glasses, looked closely at the pile of checklists that Zheng Ziran handed over, and stared at the X-ray for a while, then said with a little seriousness: "Your stomach...is not very Get hospitalized."

Hearing this, Zheng Ziran's heart skipped a beat, he really didn't expect the situation to be so bad.Undeterred, he asked, "Is it serious? What's your current state?"

"Let's put it this way, if it's so bad, it's not an exaggeration to just cut off a piece." The old doctor said shockingly again.

Zheng was silent for a while after hearing this.This sentence is a bit familiar, and it seems that another doctor has said similar words a few years ago.However, several key projects of the company in the first half of this year are starting the busiest stage, weekend rest has become a luxury, let alone hospitalization directly.

"Doctor, I can't let go of my recent work. Do you think I can take some medicine to ease it? At most a month, I can rest for a while." According to the experience of the previous few illnesses, if I am not hospitalized for a while, I can still relax for a while. For a while.

The old doctor looked through the reading glasses with a half-layer thick beer bottle bottom, frowned, and said in a bad mood: "If it was so easy to take some medicine to ease it, I would have become a miracle doctor. Your stomach is It has been a long-standing evil. If you don’t do planned treatment, you just take some medicine when you feel pain, and you take it for granted that you’re better if you don’t feel pain for a while? Today’s young people are all like this. Keep it up, and sooner or later you will become a fairy! "

The old doctor blew his beard and stared, thinking of his son who had to ask for leave due to stomach problems and also had to work in the hospital, he opened his mouth and wanted to train Zheng Ziran into a grandson: "Do you want to work or die?"

Zheng, who was angered, was naturally a little inexplicable, but the old doctor was indeed an old doctor, and he was really not young in terms of age.Doctors are benevolent, and caring for patients is also a virtue, but the caring is too severe.

Zheng Ziran lowered his tone and said, "I can't go away, it only takes one month... no, three weeks is enough, please allow me to take some medicine to delay it."

Patients are unwilling to be hospitalized, and as a doctor, they cannot be forced to detain them.The old doctor adjusted his presbyopic glasses, and while prescribing the medicine list, he said, "Come here for a check-up once a week. The situation is not optimistic, so don't take it lightly."

Zheng naturally nodded in agreement.Afterwards, he took a large pack of medicine and went back. The noon and evening doses were placed in the office, and the morning doses were put in the small medicine box dedicated to him at home.The small medicine box was basically full of stomach medicines, so I wasn't afraid that Song Xiyan would see anything.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Ziran spent another half a month with his stomach trouble.Medicines and three meals a day are fixed and quantitative, and occasionally some soup and water are warmed up, and overall it is safe and sound.

The busier you are, the faster time passes.Zheng Ziran clearly felt that he had just sat down at the desk not long ago, and before the chair was warmed up, the secretary knocked on the door to remind him that it was time for lunch break.

Secretary: "General manager, the lunch has been ordered, and Xiao Li will bring it to you later."

"Okay, you guys go to rest too." Zheng Ziran let the secretaries go to eat, and he finished processing a few documents on hand before suspending work.

Before I knew it, another 10 minutes had passed before the meal time.Just as Zheng Ziran stretched his shoulders, the lunch was delivered.

Afterwards, he started a regular routine three times a day, eating, drinking, and taking medicine... Zheng Ziran opened the medicine drawer and took out the boxes, only to find that most of the medicine boxes were empty, and he forgot to take new ones in the morning.

Following the doctor's advice of "don't take it lightly", Zheng Ziran put on his coat and planned to go home to pick it up.

On the other side, after lunch, Bai Xiaoxiao led a group of research team members back to the laboratory to continue their struggle.

"Xiyan, where are the materials copied from Lao Liu yesterday?" Bai Xiaoxiao lit up the computer screen, reached out and asked Song Xiyan for a USB flash drive.

Song Xiyan rummaged through the table, emptied his pockets, and then said in a flash of inspiration: "I'm at home."

Bai Xiaoxiao said helplessly and ruthlessly, "Go home and take it."

We are all in a busy period, and no one expected to meet at home at noon.Song Xiyan opened the door of the house, and as soon as he turned into the living room, he saw a figure squatting in front of the TV cabinet looking through things, and was instinctively startled.

In a blink of an eye, he went through the "Eighteen Styles of Brave Fighting Gangsters" in his mind, and then he suddenly realized that this figure was very familiar.The sudden surge of adrenaline in Song Xiyan's body had no chance to take effect, and gradually disappeared into nothingness.

"Zheng Ziran, what are you looking for?"

Zheng Ziran, who was concentrating on rummaging through the medicine box, didn't notice the sound of the door opening, and didn't know that he was almost beaten up as a gentleman on the beam.At this time, he was shocked by his sudden words, and dropped a box of medicine in his hand.

"What did you take?" The sound of the medicine box falling to the ground entered Song Xiyan's ears, and he walked over to pick up the medicine box, "Why are you taking medicine again? Stomach pain again?"

Now that the matter has come to this, Zheng Ziran had no choice but to take advantage of the situation and say, "A little bit."

"Then don't take medicine by yourself, it's nonsense to become a doctor after a long illness. Let's go, go to the hospital." Song Xiyan immediately forgot about the USB flash drive, and naturally pulled Zheng to leave.

Zheng Ziran knew that hiding could not be avoided, so he had to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages as much as possible on this basis, he said: "I know an expert in this field, he should be here today, go to him."

"Why are you so clear?" Song Xiyan looked back and asked suspiciously.

Zheng Ziran replied clearly: "When I first returned to China, I was afraid that I would fall ill again, so I checked some hospitals and doctors in this area."

"Yeah." Song Xiyan didn't suspect him after hearing this, and pulled people out, "Then go ask him to have a look."

Today the old expert is indeed here.

This time, Zheng naturally didn't make an appointment in advance, and there were several patients in front of him.When it was his turn, the old doctor looked up, slightly surprised.Xin said that it was not yet a week before the checkup, why did it come over suddenly, could it be that it has deteriorated?

Before he could open his mouth to ask questions, Zheng Ziran cut him off: "Doctor, I suddenly have a stomachache today. My family members are worried, so I insisted on taking a look." After finishing speaking, he winked at the old doctor .

The old doctor was very smart, his eyes flicked over Song Xiyan, he saw through the truth at a glance, and took a look at Zheng Ziran.However, he has seen many cases of concealing his illness from his family members. This kind of thing mainly depends on the patient's wishes, so he also cooperates, "Tell me about the specific symptoms. Have you ever had a medical history before?"

The two sang together and finished a play.

Song Xiyan was kept in the dark, and asked a few worried questions from time to time. He didn't feel relieved until the old doctor finished prescribing the medicine.Afterwards, he accompanied Zheng Ziran to pay for the medicine, but still refused to leave, "Go home and rest today, you don't have to go back to work. Have you eaten your lunch? I'll make some for you when I go home."

"Eat it, I ate it in the company." Zheng Tianran persuaded, "Don't be so nervous, I don't feel it anymore."

"Then let's go home and have a rest, and leave the company to someone else." Song Xiyan insisted.

Zheng Ziran thought for a while, then made a gesture of compromise and said, "That's fine, I'll make a phone call later to explain." Then he said, "What about you? You're also busy today, aren't you?"

After he asked, Song Xiyan remembered about the USB drive, and said, "That's just right, I'm going home to get something, let's go together."

"..." Zheng Ziran originally wanted to send him away, but he was escorted home instead.

After returning home, Song Xiyan took the USB flash drive, still hesitating whether to ask for leave directly.Fortunately, I received a call from Bai Xiaoxiao at this time: "Brother, did you make that USB drive now? Why haven't you come back?"

"Why don't I pass the file to you, today is a bit..." Song Xiyan was about to say something when Zheng Ziran snatched his mobile phone, "I'm delayed, he'll be back later." Hang up.

"What are you robbing?" Song Xiyan asked displeasedly as he took back his phone.

"Okay, I'll take a nap after taking the medicine. Just go and do your work, don't make people wait. I'm not complimenting you, you should be quite important in your research group, it's not too bad to ask for leave all the time." Good. At most, you come back early in the evening, and I will wait for you to eat."

Song Xiyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay then, I'll be back at six o'clock." After finishing speaking, he kissed Zheng Ziran, and then walked away in three steps.

After the sound of closing the door, Zheng Ziran took the medicine and sat for a while without thinking of going to sleep.He didn't really have a stomachache today, and the company did have a lot of priorities.He has been a workaholic for several years, and he has formed a habit, and he can't let go of work.

Originally, he wanted to sneak back to the company, but Song Xiyan was his boss, and if he did, he would definitely reveal his secrets.He finally called his assistant to hand over the afternoon's work.As soon as the phone was hung up, there was a new message on WeChat.

Dr. Chen: "You, I can only hide it for a while." It was the old doctor's WeChat account added during the last examination.

Zheng Ziran replied: "Thank you just now. I didn't want to keep it a secret, but I just didn't want him to worry. I will tell him when I start hospitalization."

Dr. Chen: "Then you are quite thoughtful."

Zheng Ziran: "Well, I know it well."

Dr. Chen: "Bah, you have a ghost number!"

Dr. Chen: "I really think I'm praising you. I advise you to come to the hospital as soon as possible. Was that your partner just now? It's said that it's not easy for two men to get together. If your health breaks down, do you see if they want you?" ?”

This little old man has a very poisonous mouth.

Zheng Ziran had no choice but to say, "Hurry up, I'll be there in a week."

Dr. Chen urged: "As soon as possible, as soon as possible!"

In the following week, the company had two key projects to close, and half of the staff were so busy that they hit the back of their heads.

Song Xiyan's side has survived the busiest period, and the next steps can be carried out at a slower pace.The tradition of reporting to the company every Friday was also restored.

"Where's the general manager?" Song Xiyan went into Zheng Ziran's office and looked around, but couldn't find anyone, so he went out to ask the assistant.

He didn't come early today, he had gone to school beforehand, otherwise he could have come with Zheng Ziran.

The assistant raised his head from the pile of documents, took a little thought out of his busy schedule to recall, and replied: "It is said that a document was left at home, so I went home to get it."

"Well, thank you, you should be busy. When he comes, tell him that I have been here." After Song Xiyan finished speaking, he went to his office to deal with the accumulated affairs.During this period of time, he didn't have time to come here. If there was an urgent need for his signature, the secretary would go directly to the school to find him, so the accumulated work was not much.

Because he came late, when he finished his work for a while, it was not too early.Zheng Ziran seems to have taken a file to the horizon, but he hasn't been seen yet.Song Xiyan pushed away the work on the table and stared at the wall clock on the wall, feeling a little irritable.

I felt uncomfortable sitting and standing, and waited for a while, as if it was almost lunch time.Song Xiyan's heart was up and down, something was wrong.

He couldn't sit still.

After explaining to the secretary, he picked up the car keys and drove home.

There was no one in the living room, Song Xiyan looked around and asked, "Zheng Ziran, are you home?"

No one answered.

Maybe on the way back, Song Xiyan thought.Just as he was about to return to the company, he finally caught an unusual sound in his ears.

It was probably someone's whimpering sound, and it seemed to be the sound of vomiting, accompanied by some water sounds.Song Xiyan stood still and carefully discerned that the voice came from the bathroom.

He almost ran over and yanked open the half-closed door.

The back of the person inside the door was a little hunched, as if he was too unwell to stand up.He barely stopped holding the sink, and was turning on the faucet, planning to fetch water to wash his face.

The sound of the door opening startled him, and he subconsciously looked over without thinking.

The blood on the lips was revealed for a moment.

"Zheng Ziran..." In an instant, Song Xiyan's eyes and mind were blank, and the only thing he could feel was the cold blood from head to toe.