After being cheated into marriage by ex-boyfriend[Transmigration Book]

When Cen Jing came out, He Cidong had already opened the bag. He walked over, took the spoon from He Cidong, and paused for two seconds before saying, "Thank you, take me to the hospital."

"No need." He Cidong glanced at him: "It won't do me any good if you die."

Cen Jing: "Speaking so badly?"

He Cidong: "Since you find it unpleasant to hear, you should have basic common sense. You didn't even ask for help in the situation last night. I doubt your IQ very much. You know that if you send it to the doctor later, you will be burned into a fool. Not far away."

Cen Jing: "Don't you know me? It's intentional, to attract Mr. He's attention."

He had already taken the medicine last night, and then he lost consciousness during sleep, not to mention self-help, he didn't even know when he passed out.

He Cidong glanced at him indifferently: "Then you succeeded."

Cen Jing: "..."

Cen Jing found that he rarely had time to talk properly with this man.

At least you can't enter the conversation of ordinary normal people.

He was quite surprised that He Cidong actually followed his words, letting him threaten and warn him to provide one-stop service when he first came here.Not to mention sending him to the doctor, it is estimated that after seeing him, if he can help to call 120, the ancestral grave is smoking.

Thinking about it this way, it was actually a good choice not to go against him at first.

This person is soft but not hard, if things go on like this, the relationship between the two will be completely broken after a year, and Cen Jing will definitely not have no way out.

Cen Jing is satisfied with the current situation.

However, this business trip was not far away, and I was directly admitted to the hospital within 24 hours. The experience was quite new.

Cen Jing looked at the time and said, "Go back, you have to catch the return flight in the afternoon."

He Cidong: "The flight is changed, two days later, at four o'clock in the afternoon."

Cen Jing suddenly looked at him.

Although it was unbelievable, Cen Jing still had to ask suspiciously: "Are you going to accompany me to the hospital?"

"I will find you a temporary care worker to take care of your life for the next two days."

"So?" Cen Jing was puzzled: "What are you doing here?"

He Cidong: "The partner here already knows that you have been admitted to the hospital. It is estimated that many people will come over in the next two days. If you can handle it yourself, I will leave immediately."

Cen Jing: "I can be discharged from the hospital. Today, I will return to Dongcheng immediately."

He Jidong's eyes swept across his pale face.

"No."

"Why?" Cen Jing: "I have the right to control my behavior."

"Of course you do." He Cidong glanced at him, "If you can get out of bed and walk back to the hotel now, I'll let you out of the hospital."

Cen Jing: "..."

He knew this hospital, and it was at least two kilometers away from the hotel.

For a person who just had a high fever until he was completely exhausted and hadn't eaten, Cen Jing deeply felt that he was insulted by He Jidong.

Fuck!

He Jidong is a big man, and Cen Jing can't influence his decision.

However, he then postponed his return trip for two days, and it is estimated that many things have to be postponed.

During the short time in the ward, the notification tone of the mobile phone has not stopped.

Cen Jing couldn't help it: "Mr. He, do you know what your behavior is called?" Seeing He Cidong looking over, he said: "Eating salted fish with soy sauce is unnecessary."

He won't take his favor.

He Cidong: "It's just right, if you are really grateful to Dade, I won't be the only one who doubts you."

Cen Jing always felt that the meaning of these words was a bit subtle.

But when he looked over again, He Jidong had already focused his attention on the phone again.

He Cidong was very efficient, less than half an hour after leaving the hospital and returning to the hotel, the nurses he had hired had already arrived.

But what surprised Cen Jing was that the other party was a male college student in his early twenties, with a messenger bag on his back, full of youthful vigor.According to him, he was a part-time job at the university and was recommended by a professional organization.

It is too simple for He Cidong to find someone to ask, as long as he can cook.

The other party obviously didn't expect the client to be such a handsome and temperamental man.

When seeing Cen Jing, he was very nervous.

Cen Jing is quite friendly to ordinary people, not to mention that he is not in good health at the moment, and the burnout on his face has changed the image of an elite in the past. When he is sitting on the bedside and flipping through idle books, he has a gentle and bookish air.

"Don't look at it, you've been looking at it for half an hour, it hurts your eyes."

This is the first time that this boy named Zhou Yao took the initiative to talk to him after he came in for a long time.

Cen Jing let him take the book in his hand, looked at the sky outside and said, "It's getting dark, are you going back to school or home?"

"I'm not going back." The boy took off the bag on his back and put it behind him and said, "I want to stay with you all night."

"Accompany you at night?" Cen Jing laughed: "I have a cold and a stomachache, not a broken limb. What kind of late night do I need someone to accompany me?"

"There is this item in the employment invitation." Zhou Yao said: "Besides, people are always a little fragile when they are sick. Since you hire a nurse, it proves that no one will stay with you overnight. Anyway, I am fine."

Cen Jing smiled, but did not force him to drive away.

This week, after getting a little familiar with Zhou Yao, he was quite talkative, similar to that guy Zhong Ziliang.

He asked Cen Jing a lot of questions, and Cen Jing didn't respond to him in order to pass the time.

Such as where you are from, what you do, coming here on business or other things.

In less than two or three hours, Zhou Yao has already decided that this is a man who is easy to talk to.

He is good-looking, has a good temper, and will not give people a sense of weakness when he is sick.

Simply glowing.

Zhou Yao finally asked: "Do you have a girlfriend? Or, a boyfriend?"

Cen Jing looked at the cautious and tentative boy in front of him, and said with a smile, "Don't pay attention to me, I'm married."

"Ah?" Zhou Yao blushed and struggled: "Are you lying to me? You don't look much older than me."

"It's really over, I didn't lie to you."

Cen Jing didn't think much of it, Chicheng, a boy who was still in school, was enthusiastic, and some good feelings came easily and innocently.Because Cen Jing has never experienced such a feeling in two lifetimes, he is very tolerant.

Zhou Yao scratched his hair, feeling a little uncomfortable being exposed.

Cen Jing's fever tended to rebound around 38:[-] p.m., reaching [-] degrees again.

The doctor gave him a fever-reducing medicine bottle.

Although Zhou Yao was a little embarrassed because of the previous problem, he still said when Cen Jing had just received the fluid: "Look, I'm lucky to be here tonight, otherwise, what would you do?"

Cen Jing smiled and did not argue.

The nurse who was writing the list next to him probably saw He Cidong in the morning, but now she saw a very young boy appearing next to her, and asked, "Who is this? Your husband is not here?"

Cen Jing: "This is Zhou Yao, the nurse. He is busy and won't come at night."

The nurse nodded thoughtfully and left.

As soon as the man left, Zhou Yao came over and asked him, "Didn't you say you are here on a business trip? Yours came with you? You...have a bad relationship?"

Cen Jing looked at him, thinking that he was indeed similar to Zhong Ziliang, and his EQ made people anxious.

Although Cen Jing doesn't mind chatting with people, he won't tell everyone about his personal situation.

He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

Zhou Yao came to help him: "What are you doing?"

"Go to the bathroom."

"Let me go with you, it's not convenient for you to hang the bottle." Zhou Yao said as he took off the infusion bottle from the shelf, and used his other hand to support Cen Jing's elbow.

Cen Jing brought the bottle over, "It's okay, I can do it by myself."

The bathroom in this ward is only that small, and he doesn't have the habit of letting people stand by and look at him.

Zhou Yao immediately lifted the bottle up. He was about the same height as Cen Jing, but Cen Jing lost his advantage because his other hand was inconvenient.

The kid made an extra effort, and the other hand that was holding his was moved to Cen Jing's waist, which gave Cen Jing the illusion that he was almost half-crippled for the first time.

The door of the ward opened at this moment.

Cen Jing was surprised, why is this person here so late?And every time he chooses to go to the bathroom?

He Cidong looked at the people around Cen Jing, his eyes swept over the hand on his waist, and then looked at Zhou Yao's face.

Zhou Yao tensed up almost instantly.

He originally guessed that if a person like Cen Jing had a bad relationship with the other half, then the other half must be a bad person in all aspects.But at the moment when he sees the deity, he has the kind, yes, the other party should be like this.

Regardless of appearance or temperament, the two match very well.

Although he doesn't look too easy to mess with.

Cen Jing suddenly frowned because of a sharp pain on the back of his hand.

Just now, the movement range was large, and the needle was already crooked.

Zhou Yao looked at a section of blood flowing back from the infusion tube, and suddenly stammered, "That...that..."

"It's okay." Cen Jing said.

He simply and rudely pulled out the needle on the back of his hand.

At the same time, a sullen voice sounded in my ear: "What are you doing?"

When He Cidong finished speaking, he had already grabbed Cen Jing's wrist.

The blood didn't stop, his fingers ran along the back of his hand, and blood started to drip down.

There were cotton swabs in the box by the bedside of the hospital bed, He Jidong took out two and pressed them on the back of his hands, then turned his head and frowned and told the people next to him: "Go and call the nurse."

Zhou Yao: "Oh, oh okay."

Cen Jing looked at the back of Zhou Yao who ran out in a hurry, and said with a smile, "Mr. He, you scared people."

He Cidong raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Do you feel distressed?"

"That's not true." Cen Jing pressed the back of his hand instead of himself, sat back and said, "You are the one who found the person, reminding you to be a little bit loved by the employer."

Cen Jing looked at the back of his hand and removed the cotton swab.

The blood came out again immediately and showed no sign of stopping.

He Cidong handed over two cotton swabs again, "Hold it down, don't let go, it's flattering you to say you have no common sense."

"You don't understand." Cen Jing said: "The needle is crooked, and the pain will only last while waiting for the nurse to arrive, but I like to cut the mess quickly, even if it will bleed."

He Jidong didn't speak, the air seemed very quiet.

After 15 minutes had passed since Cen Jing got the needle again, the nurse looked at him angrily and said, "Only disobedient children will move around like this, it's all right now, tomorrow the back of your hand will probably be bruised a lot. "

"It's okay." Cen Jing said.

Did Zhou Yao fail to stay that night? He Cidong sat in the ward for half an hour, and the other party offered to leave first.

Cen Jing was already immune to He Cidong's captivating aura, but he still understood Zhou Yao's discomfort.

Everyone left, and there were only the two of them left in the ward.

Cen Jing: "Why are you here late at night?"

"Received a call from the hospital." He Cidong still had his computer with him, and now he was replying to the message: "It said you had repeated high fevers."

Cen Jing: "The person you invited has escort regulations."

He Cidong hummed, apparently not concentrating on dealing with him.

It was also rare for Cen Jing to take care of him, he later realized that He Cidong's shirt hem was stained with blood spots at some point.

When he's done, take out a baggy blazer and throw it at him.

"Change it." Cen Jing said.

He Cidong raised his eyebrows, took his clothes and went into the bathroom without saying a word.

When he entered, Cen Jing remembered that the full set of clothes he had changed in the morning was still inside, so he walked over and opened the door.

Cen Jing swore that there was less than ten seconds between the two of them.

And He Cidong had already taken off his shirt.

He was standing with his back to the outside, Cen Jing's first reaction was that he was really in good shape.

Then there's the tattoo on his back.

It was the first time that Cen Jing saw the whole picture of his tattoo clearly, it was a wolf head, a wolf head tattoo roaring out from the side of the thorny forest.A large piece of thorns covered half of his shoulder blades, from behind the ears to the position above the waistline, the whole pattern was lifelike.

Cen Jing is hard to describe, there is a sense of powerlessness entangled in darkness, and a sense of shock of being reborn after breaking free.

One of them is outside the door and the other is inside.

Cen Jing met his gaze in the mirror and commented: "The tattoo is good."

He Cidong hummed and asked, "What do you want?"

His eyes moved to the storage table next to him, the dark boxer pants that were casually placed next to a set of pajamas.

Lifting his chin: "This?"

"No." Cen Jing stepped back and closed the door with a click.