Ginger Flower

After the examination, the doctor said that Jiang Hua's blood sugar was too low and forced Jiang Hua to stay in the hospital for observation.

After infusing some glucose, Jiang Hua's face looked better.

Cong Shen was hospitalized again after paying money, and registered for examination again, and his face was covered with hot sweat after going back and forth.

"Let's sign it." Cong Shen took out the auto insurance contract from his bag and handed it to Jiang Hua, and was shy because he lied to him just now that he forgot to bring the contract.

Jiang Hua didn't delve into it. After signing the contract, seeing Cong Shen's awkward appearance, he was already happy.

Does this mean that Cong Shen still misses himself?

"Brother! Are you okay?" Zhen Chuan rushed in from the outside, pushed aside Cong Shen and looked at Jiang Hua with concern.

Chen Jiayun carried some fruits and put them on the bedside silently, then retreated to the side of Cong Shen, pointed out to him, and gave Jiang Hua and Zhen Chuan some space.So Cong Shen and Chen Jiayun left the ward together.

"That's his brother?" Cong Shen asked.

Chen Jiayun was about to light a cigarette, but suddenly remembered that smoking is not allowed in the hospital, so she put the filter of the cigarette end in her mouth and chewed.

"Zhen Chuan is Jiang Hua's younger brother."

Cong Shen suddenly remembered that Jiang Hua said that he was adopted, so he probably was the son of the adoptive father in the adoptive family.

With a younger brother, will Jiang Hua lose the love of her adoptive parents?Will this younger brother always bully him?

Cong Shen's mind was full of doubts, but he didn't want to mention it to this person he had never met, but his mouth became more and more sour.

Jiang Hua didn't get involved in those memories at all.

"Chen Jiayun, meeting for the first time."

The man next to him straightened up and held out his hand to Cong Shen. Cong Shen shook his hand back and said softly, "Cong Shen."

After more than half an hour, Zhen Chuan came out of the ward. His eyes lit up when he saw Cong Shen, and he said, "Are you Cong Shen?!"

Cong Shen nodded, stood up and prepared to say goodbye to Jiang Hua and return to the company.

Zhen Chuan had no eyesight, pulled Cong Shen to sit beside him and said, "You are Cong Shen whom my brother has admired for so long, so you are quite handsome."

You are my brother.

Admired for so long.

Cong Shen.

Cong Shen took a mouthful of saliva in his throat and almost didn't spit it out.

"What?!"

Cong Shen stared at Zhen Chuan with wide eyes.

Zhen Chuan wanted to say something, but Chen Jiayun teased her, so she shut up obediently.

Cong Shen's ears were red again, he coughed lightly, and said, "Then I won't bother you, tell...talk to Jiang Hua...I'm leaving first..."

After speaking, he ran out with hands and feet.

Zhen Chuan chuckled and said, "This stupid boy is really funny."

Chen Jiayun looked aside, then her face darkened, and she pulled Zhen Chuan's sleeve.

Zhen Chuan turned his face away and saw Jiang Hua holding the infusion bottle in his hand, leaning against the door with the corner of his mouth curled up, looking at him with a smile.

"Hey... Dad... I didn't cause trouble! I promise!" Zhen Chuan lay on the bed to accept his father's greeting from across an ocean.

Zhen Lian looked at the document and said, "I'm warning you, Ah Chuan, don't use your flamboyant intestines on your brother. I don't know who your brother is. But you've been with him for so long and you must know. Getting mad, you and Chen Jiaran still want to have a good life?"

Zhen Chuan sighed, and said, "Dad...you can persuade my brother...he hasn't talked to me for a week..."

Zhen Lian snorted softly and said, "You still lied to me that you didn't cause trouble? Can your brother ignore you if you didn't cause trouble?"

Zhen Chuan was deflated, and said: "I knew it was useless to beg you, if it's okay, I'll take care of it myself."

Zhen Lian put down the document and said, "Let your brother go to the hospital for check-ups every week. The doctor said that the blood clot in his brain has not dissipated...Hello?...This brat..."

Zhen Chuan had already hung up the phone, and he didn't know if he heard the last few words.

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