The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Floating Joy (45)

The little nurse was stunned for a moment, as if she had taken the time to understand what Shu Le meant, before she shook her head and said, "Mr. Shang Jue only found out the problem during the previous examination in the hospital this time, and he was notified of the specific biopsy results last night. "

Meaning nothing was said?

Shu Le paused for a moment, silently lowered his head and glanced at his gorgeous attire, and felt a little bit of regret from his conscience.

But there were wolves in front and tigers in back, so he was even more lazy to go back to Yu Qing's place and change his clothes again.

Shu Le rubbed his nose, and wanted to say a few more words from the nurse, but the nurse who was walking in front stopped, turned around and said, "This is Mr. Shang's ward."

Shu Le: "..."

Oh, so fast.

Private hospitals are no more noisy than public hospitals, and there is no one else in the corridor at this moment, making it extremely quiet.

The nurse knocked on the door politely and lightly, and soon Lisa's voice came from the ward: "Come in."

Shu Le shook her legs, and followed the nurse into the ward.

then.

He met Miss Bai Weiran who was sitting on the chair next to the hospital bed.

Shu Le: "..."

Damn, it's a good thing he's dressed nicely today!

If I knew it earlier, I should have put on an armor and a battle robe!

Forget it, for the sake of Shang Jue's dying.

Learn to forgive.

Shu Le went smoothly, walked out from behind the nurse with long legs, and greeted the three people in the ward openly: "Shang Dong, Lisa, Miss Bai, good evening~ "

The atmosphere at the scene became very delicate from the moment Shu Le entered the ward.

Shang Jue looked at Shu Le and said nothing.

Bai Weiran also looked at Shu Le and said nothing.

The innocent lady nurse shivered in the low temperature of the cold windy ward, glanced at Shu Le and then at the three people opposite, silently changed the bottle quickly, and retreated out of the ward.

The slight sound of closing the door seemed to break the key that was peaceful on the surface.

Shang Jue hurriedly wanted to sit up from the hospital bed, and with a strong push on his hand, bright red blood flowed back from the transparent infusion tube in the hanging bottle in an instant.

Bai Weiran who was sitting next to her immediately exclaimed in shock, jumped up and took Shang Jue's hand: "Don't worry, Director Shu will definitely not leave right away, lie back quickly."

Shu Le: "..."

Bah, he is dressed in the most handsome clothes in the world, so he won't eat this bowl of dog food!

Shu Le took two steps back, crossed his legs and sat down on the high-end coffee table in the ward.

Then he nodded and agreed with Bai Weiran's words very politely: "Miss Bai's words are very reasonable. As for you, Mr. Shang, it's better to lie down first. Don't make your condition worse when I come. I don't care about that." I can't bear it."

Before Shang Jue had time to speak, Shu Le choked him back. Still in front of the other two people, his face suddenly turned ugly.

Shu Le has been with him for so many years, and he knows Shang Jue's mood with ease.

It's a pity that now Shu Le no longer has the mood and responsibility to let Shang Jue go down the stairs.

The atmosphere in the ward became more and more strange.

Shu Le sat on the coffee table shaking his legs, and it took a few seconds for Lisa to speak first: "Director Shu, don't get me wrong, Miss Bai..."

Shu Le waved his hand, interrupted Lisa's words, and said briskly: "It's okay, you know the relationship between me and Shang Jue, so you should also know that I broke up two mornings. I can totally accept it if we each find our own happiness. No special explanation is needed."

Lisa: "..."

Lisa has worked with Shang Jue for a long time, and has seen these two people together for too many years, but she finds that she still doesn't understand Shu Le.

In her previous impression, Shu Le was gentle and soft.

Even though she is married to Shang Jue, she pays little attention to the true and false rumors in the entertainment industry, and has never had any trouble with Shang Jue because of it.

But now she found that not making trouble might be the more terrifying thing.

The bystanders only know that she is standing here at this moment.

He could see the affection and reluctance for Shu Le in Shang Jue's eyes, but he couldn't see the slightest retention in Shu Le's eyes.

Not to mention love.

The leisurely man sitting on the coffee table had the indifference of watching a theater in his beautiful eyes.

Oh no, maybe there is never a lack of interest in the circle, the enthusiasm of the people who eat melons.

Lisa subconsciously glanced at Shang Jue.

Naturally, Shang Jue didn't notice Lisa's gaze. Ever since Shu Le entered the ward, his gaze never moved away from Shu Le for a moment.

Lisa already had experience working as an assistant beside Shang Jue, and seeing that the silence in front of her seemed to have the possibility of continuing endlessly, she could only bite the bullet and wanted to say something here: "How about Shu Dao..."

The half-spoken words were interrupted again.

Shang Jue brushed away Bai Weiran's hand that was on his wrist bone just now, and said to the person sitting next to him, "Wei Ran, you go back first."

Bai Weiran's movements froze, and the arc of her fingertips froze in mid-air for a moment, but she still picked up the Hermès handbag next to her, stepped on her exquisite high-heeled shoes, stood up, and stroked the corner of the quilt for Shang Jue, softly and lowly Said: "Okay, then I will prepare dinner for you. Eat more tonight."

Shu Le: "..."

Sure enough, he might not be able to talk about a normal relationship in his life.

Just looking at it makes my scalp tingle.

Let yourself go, ride whatever you want.

To be a man is to be happy.

Shu Le propped his chin, slowly crossed his legs and watched Miss Bai Weiran walking past him carrying a beautiful bag and stepping on pointed and thin high-heeled shoes.

When he reached the door, he turned around and gave Shu Le a warning look from his rivals.

Shu Le received the warning and showed a sincere silly smile to Miss Bai.

Bai Weiran was so angry that she didn't even say goodbye to him, she just said goodbye to Shang Jue and Lisa, closed the door and left.

The moment Bai Weiran closed the door, Shu Le laughed so hard that he almost applauded himself.

Lisa finally sighed helplessly, and walked over to close the curtains of the ward.

Then he made a cup of coffee for Shu Le, brought it to him and said, "No sugar, two packs of milk."

Shu Le happily took it, took a sip, and threw a wink at Lisa, saying, "Thank you, beautiful girl, I love you the most."

Lisa: "..."

Lisa was silent for a moment, then secretly looked at Shu Le, and said tentatively: "Boss and Miss Bai are not as good as you imagined..."

"You go out first, Lisa."

When Shu Le was talking to Lisa, Shang Jue struggled from somewhere or sat up.

He was leaning on the head of the bed, his whole body was indeed a little more haggard than before, but there was no less dignity in his bones.

Perhaps it was indeed brought out from childhood, and it is impossible to subtract a point.

Lisa obviously didn't expect that Shang Jue would let her go out, and after two seconds of stunned, she walked to Shang Jue's side to observe the flow rate of the liquid in the hanging bottle again, and then said: "Then I'm at the door of the ward, boss, if you need anything , just call me."

Shang Jue nodded, and Lisa walked out easily.

Much happier than Miss Bai Weiran.

Shu Le commented on the two beauties closest to Shang Jue in his heart, and found that Miss Lisa was definitely the better one.

After Lisa went out, the ward seemed more empty.

Shang Jue was lying on the bed sickly, while Shu Le sat on the coffee table opposite the bed with Erlang's legs swollen.

The two of them glanced at each other, Shang Jue smiled to himself, and said as if chatting: "It's so late, why are you here?"

Shu Le picked up the coffee that Lisa just made for him and took another two sips, subconsciously licked his lips: "Driving, I came from somewhere else."

elsewhere.

Where is elsewhere?

Shang Jue's eyes paused, and the smile on the corner of his mouth faded a little: "Did you drive here by yourself?"

Shu Le was also amused, he jumped off the table, walked over to Shang Jue, weighed Lisa's position and Bai Weiran's position just now, and finally chose Lisa's position and sat down.

Then he put the coffee cup on the bedside table, "Of course I drove by myself, I'm not as expensive as you."

Both of them never mentioned Bai Weiran, nor did they mention anything about the past.

Shang Jue's gaze was fixed on Shu Le's cheek for a long time, and he slowly looked away after Shu Le's face showed a little impatient expression: "At this point, there should be no traffic jam outside."

Nothing could be more commonplace.

It's a pity that Shang Jue never thought of asking him these things when they were still together.

Shu Le pitied Shang Jue in his heart for ten seconds, and then stretched on the chair Lisa left behind: "There will be no traffic when you come, but who knows when you go back."

Shang Jue subconsciously glanced at Shu Le again, then turned his face away, as if he had endured it several times, but he still couldn't hold back and said, "You and Yu Qing, are you real?"

Based on Shu Le's understanding of Shang Jue, before he came to this ward, even before he came, he knew that Shang Jue would ask him this question.

Shang Jue was a person who was used to temper since he was a child. He was arrogant in everything, and the other three points were a kind of courage not to hit the wall and not give up.

It's just that it's wasteful and pitiful to use this courage on Shu Le.

Shu Le changed legs on the chair next to the hospital bed and swayed a few times before replying, "It's true."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that his words were not rigorous enough, so he added another sentence, "But I guess it won't last long, it's just for fun."

Shang Jue's hand holding the bottle happened to be close to Shu Le's side.

After this sentence was finished, Shu Le clearly saw Shang Jue's hand tightly grabbing the bed sheet, with veins stretched out, looking terrifying and ferocious.

It was also at this time that Shu Le realized that Shang Jue had really lost a lot of weight in just half a month.

It's that abnormal weight loss.

"The fun of it?"

Shang Jue seemed to have finally pulled himself out of his memories. He looked at Shu Le, and said word by word, "Yu Qing is the actor who has won the triple crown. Run away after playing, Shu Le, you..."

Shu Le drank the remaining coffee in the cup in one gulp, turned his head and said, "What's wrong with me? I can break up with you, so naturally I can break up with him too."

Before the people on the hospital bed had time to speak, Shu Le changed the subject again: "Instead of talking about this with me, why don't you find out about the serious business you called me here."

Shang Jue has been in poor health recently, and the original intention of calling Shu Le here was to meet him, but for a moment he forgot what his excuse was and fell into a daze.

Fortunately, Shu Le didn't mean to expose the shortcomings.

Or maybe Shu Le didn't bother to expose his shortcoming anymore.

Shang Jue watched helplessly as Shu Le took out a few crumpled pieces of paper from his pocket.

It seems that Shu Le himself also found it a little ugly, and after taking it out, he spread it on the bedside table with his hands and pressed it flat before handing it to Shang Jue: "I'm sorry, I had an argument with Yu Qing before I came here, and I almost threw this thing away. It was thrown away as garbage, so you can take a look at it. I will make up the official documents for you then."

Shang Jue looked at Shu Le silently, closed his eyes, and lowered his head slightly.

Not loving is not the scariest thing in this world.

The scariest and most painful thing in this world is that because you don't love, you don't even realize you're stabbing yourself.

Shu Le held up the simple sheets of paper and was still waiting.

Shang Jue took a deep breath, and took a piece of simple material from his hand.

Sure enough, it was a statement of equity purchase.

When Shang Yu handed over the property to Shang Jue, what was announced was the will written by Shang Jue's parents.

Since he grew up in a merchant, Shang Jue's parents also left a property for Shu Le in their will.

It's just that this property has now fallen to the point of being purchased as a capital transaction.

Shu Le no longer has any extra feelings for Shang Jue, but he still has three points of respect for Shang Jue's parents in this world.

And this respect is directly reflected in the price page of the purchase statement.

Shang Jue frowned at the number column on the last page: "This price..."

Shu Le replied very simply: "Cheap, right? This is calculated according to the ratio of ten to one of the market price. I went to get it back in person, and I also asked a financial accountant to calculate it. You will definitely not lose anything."

Shang Jue didn't speak, but suddenly felt that falling fear.

This feeling of fear is extremely familiar, from the day Shu Le left him, and before that, it began to devour his flesh and blood bit by bit.

As if it would eventually swallow him whole.

But just before Shang Jue tried to make Shu Le stop, Shu Le had already said the last sentence: "Just treat it as my repayment of your family's kindness in nurturing you for so many years."

He paused for a moment, then smiled: "After the payment is over, the relationship between me and you will be considered complete."

Meet in September, get married in September, and part in September.

It was only at this time that Shang Jue realized that his hands holding those pieces of paper were trembling violently.

He opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't say anything.

Shu Le has already pushed him away from the beginning to the end, unwilling to listen to another word, and even feel bored to look at it one more time.

Shang Jue's grip was too tight, and the gap in his hand was slightly loosened, and a few thin sheets of paper fell down along the gap, until they landed on the ground next to the hospital bed.

Shu Le reached out to pick it up, dusted off the dust that didn't exist on it, and asked in surprise, "You're not satisfied? Do you still think the price is too high?"

Because you don't love, you can unscrupulously publicize and hurt.

Shang Jue didn't speak, but stared firmly at Shu Le's eyes, as if he didn't want to let go.

Shu Le was so horrified by the sight that the hairs on his back stood on end.

He put a few crumpled pieces of paper aside, and stood up: "If you think the price is still high, I may not be able to make much concessions here, Shang Jue, you also know that I am very poor recently... ..."

For the first time, Shang Jue did not answer Shu Le's words.

There was a bit of astringency in his voice, but he asked unexpectedly firmly: "If I die, will you feel sorry for me?"

Shu Le, who was standing beside him, hesitated for a second, then looked around, and found that Shang Jue really seemed to be asking him.

He also asked a question that Shu Le had avoided since he walked into the ward.

He steers clear of their troubled past, ugly breakups and rough relationships.

Even Shang Jue's illness was separated.

It's just that this last question was also uncovered by Shang Jue, revealing the hard-to-see inside.

Shu Le stood up and tilted his head to look at Shang Jue.

Shang Jue was meeting Shu Le's eyes, but asked again: "If I die, Shu Le, will you feel bad?"

Do you feel bad?

Will you miss it?

Will you remember?

"will not."

Shule shook his head.

Probably because the warm yellow light in the ward seemed too dim, which made Shu Le's eyes extraordinarily clear and bright.

At first glance, one can even see a bit of innocence and innocence.

It is the most cruel and innocent.

Shu Le seemed to really think about it, then shrugged at Shang Jue, and said helplessly: "Shang Jue, I was born here, and I never feel sorry for others."

"When you feel sad for someone else, you make yourself miserable, but I don't want to make myself miserable at all."

Shu Le narrowed his eyes and smiled softly: "I'm really, really sorry."

The author has something to say: Lele: Am I too scumbag. . [Cross-legged self-confession. .

Pei Pei: It’s okay, I don’t dislike it^_^

Yu Qing: I don’t dislike it either, take me one!

Shang Jue:. .Can I still have a name?