soul seeker

"Young Master." While Wu Ci was talking to Shao Zhen, Yun Miao's dowry maid stood at the door and softly called out.

"Who is it?" Shaozhen looked at the door and asked.

"I'll go and have a look, you rest first." Wu Ci knew that if Shao Zhen knew that it was Yun Miao's maid, he would be inexplicably angry again, so he dragged her into the corridor and talked.

"What is it?"

"Actually..." The servant girl rubbed her hands nervously in front of her lower abdomen, "My miss, aunt, she was not feeling well a few days ago, but because of..." She glanced at Shaozhen at this point "So I haven't invited a doctor all this time, can I ask the doctor to show our aunt by the way this time?"

"Oh, yes, if this kind of thing happens again in the future, just tell me directly, go and shout yourself, it's in the hall on the first floor."

"Thank you, young master."

10 minutes later, the door.

Wu Ci helped Shaozhen into the car, and asked the driver to take Shaozhen and the doctor directly to the hospital. After the car walked for 10 minutes, he prepared another car to take Yun Miao to another hospital.

Ten minutes ago, the doctor told him that maybe Yun Miao was pregnant, not sick, but he didn't dare to be sure easily, he had to go to the hospital to find out.

After dealing with Shaozhen's hospitalization, Wu Ci rushed to Yunmiao's hospital to see if there was anything she could arrange for herself, and she also wanted to know the results of the examination.

"How is it? Are you happy?" He asked the maid.

"Well, and it's been two months. I also called the company and told the master just now."

"Oh." As soon as the words fell, Wu Ci heard the concerned voice of the man rushing behind him: "Where is Miaoer? Where is it?"

The man's face was full of joy. Seeing him like this, Wu Ci couldn't help thinking about what kind of expression and demeanor this man had when he was born.

At night, in the wing room of the courtyard.

Xue Ya sat at the desk and worked. In order to prevent sweat from dripping onto the paper, he held a pen in one hand and fanned it in the other.

The small desk lamp on the table was on, and the rest of the room seemed dim. The chirping of insects on the trees in the yard made the moment quiet and comfortable.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, as if to wake everything up.

"It's so late, who is it?" Xue Ya put down his pen and walked to the gate of the courtyard, pulled out the wooden bolt, opened the door and found that it was Wu Ci, "Why are you here now?"

"I want to talk to you." Wu Ci walked in, "Why are you here to open the door? Isn't it usually the landlord?"

"He went to Tianjin to visit relatives."

The two entered the room while talking.

Xue Ya sat back at the desk, picked up a pen and started writing again.

"Isn't it summer vacation? What are you still busy with?" Wu Ci sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Xue Ya's back at his desk.

"My friend, please, I have to translate it by tomorrow. Tell me, what happened?"

"My mother is in the hospital, probably due to tuberculosis. Oh, and Miss Yun Er is pregnant. My father laughed when he heard that."

Xue Ya stopped writing when he heard this, and looked back at Wu Ci.

"When was the last time he had this expression?" Wu Ci smiled with downcast eyes, "Oh, it was time to take over the company."

"You." Xue Ya stood up, walked in front of him and hugged him, and Wu Ci took advantage of the situation and put his arms around his waist.

After several days of examinations and repeated consultations, the hospital gave an accurate answer that Shao really had tuberculosis.

That afternoon, Shaolu and Yuge brought Wu Zan over to visit him.

"Don't go in." Yuge turned to Wu Zan while wearing a mask, "It's fine for me and your father to go in, Wu Ci, we don't dislike your mother, it's just...is it an infectious disease after all?"

"I understand aunt," Wu Ci smiled, "Hurry up and go in with uncle."

On the bench in the corridor, Wu Ci and Wu Zan sat side by side.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Wu Ci felt that something was wrong. Wu Ci had been sick for almost half an hour, but he didn't say a word, just stayed quietly.

Wu Zan looked at Wu Ci, and the scene of being scolded by Sen Hui that day always popped up. If it was before, he would definitely complain directly to Wu Ci.But now he firmly remembered what Shaolu said, they were opponents.

"It's nothing," he smiled, "you're in a daze."

"That's good, I thought you were Sen Hui's business."

"Senhui? What's wrong with Senhui?"

"She and her mother... came to propose marriage a while ago, but don't worry, they refused."

"Is that so. Cousin doesn't like Sen Hui?"

"Of course. By the way, didn't you say you asked your aunt to talk about kissing last time? Did you go?"

"Not yet. My mother said it's too early, wait a few more years."

"Oh."

"I heard that your mother was rejected by her aunt when she went to propose a marriage?" Wu Zan leaned against the wall at the door of Sen's house, with his hands in his pockets, and said to Sen Hui who had just walked out.

"Why is it you again?!" Sen Hui looked back at him with disgust, "So what if I was rejected? I won't marry you anyway! Oh," Sen Hui, who wanted to leave, stopped and turned back to taunt Looking at him intently, "Unless you inherit the company, I will marry you as my wife."

After speaking, Sen Hui left.

Wu Zan who stayed there bowed his head and said to himself: "Okay, we have made an agreement."

A few weeks later, Shaozhen was discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate. After all, staying in the hospital was of no help.

In the evening, Shaozhen was lying in his bedroom reading a book. The weather was sultry and he was not feeling well. He hadn't sweated since he got sick.

The constant coughing also made her have no quiet time.

"The cough is so severe, did you take the medicine on time?" The man opened the door and walked to the bed and said.

"Speak directly." Shaozhen closed the book and put it on the bedside table, "There's no need to exchange pleasantries."

The man smiled crookedly, sat on the wooden bench beside the bed, took out a document from his suit pocket and handed it to Shaozhen, "Sign this. Besides, your illness needs to be recuperated, so it is not suitable for you to stay here." , go to the annex in the suburbs, I will send a few people to take care of you."

"Share transfer? What do you mean?" After reading the contract, Shaozhen's cough became worse, and his hands began to shake.

"It means literally. Of course, you don't have to sign. I don't force others. As for your brother's position in the company, I think he is still suitable for the branch office in Tianjin or further away. And Wu Ci, I still think going abroad Studying abroad is more suitable for him, think about it and give me an answer after dinner." After speaking, the man got up and was about to leave.

"Yuehan! Do you really want to do this! Wu Ci is also your son!"

Walking to the door, the man who had opened the door halfway stopped, "My name is Wu Han, and I changed it the day I entered your house. It seems that you are really seriously ill, and you even forgot about this."

After speaking, he quietly closed the door and left.

After dinner, Wu Han came to Shaozhen's room again to listen to her reply.

"Let's do this," Shaozhen coughed and covered his mouth with a handkerchief, "Let's take a step back each, I can go to the annex in the suburbs, or I can not ask about the company's affairs in the future, but this share transfer document needs to be revised. It's not that the shares are transferred to you, but to you. However, it will take effect after five years. Doesn't the company belong to you without my hindrance for these five years? According to the agreement, Shaolu cannot be transferred to the branch office. You can't change your original position in the company, and Wu Ci will let him join the company as soon as he graduates."

Wu Han frowned and thought about weighing it up. Let her go. I don’t know what to do if I push her into a hurry. Besides, I don’t know how long she can live with this disease. Maybe she won’t be able to last for a year. , "Okay, let's take a step back each other, and I will send the revised documents over tomorrow, then when do you want to leave for the annex?"

"Don't worry, it will be done as soon as possible, and I won't make you wait in a hurry."

Three days later, in the evening.

Wu Ci helped Shaozhen into the car, and sat in it himself.

When the servant put the luggage, Wu Ci looked at Shaozhen, and wanted to ask about this time, because Shaozhen's character would never give up everything and go to the suburban hotel, but even if he asked something, he couldn't do it. changed, so I gave up.

"What's wrong?" Shaozhen also looked at him.

"Is there nothing left?" Wu Ci turned his head to look at the servant outside the car, "Let's go after that, it will be dark there."

After August passed, the beginning of autumn ushered in, and we could already feel the coolness sooner or later.

Shaolu and Yuge went to the other hall to see Shaozhen.

"Sister, what's going on with you this time? Why did you agree to move here? And I heard that you won't participate in the board meeting tomorrow. Is it true?"

"Hmm." Wearing a mask and coughing, Shaozhen's voice sounded particularly hoarse.

"Why! I don't even know what you're thinking!"

"Shaolu, it's too loud." Yuge tugged at Shaolu's sleeve with a look of embarrassment.

"Is that why you came today to talk about this?" Shaozhen stared at Shaolu.

"Uh, of course I mainly came to visit my sister." Knowing that what he said was a bit too much, Shaolu turned off the volume and sat down.

"Really, didn't you see it. If you have nothing to do, you can go back. This disease is contagious, and I have to rest."

"No, sister, I haven't finished my words yet! You must participate in tomorrow's board meeting, and you just watch your brother-in-law do whatever he wants in the company? That's our Wu family's property!"

"Qing'er," Shaozhen shouted to the servants outside the door, "send off the second master and second wife."

deep winter.

"Isn't today the last class of these three years?" Xue Ya said as he picked up his books.

"Isn't it? Isn't it expected to end before next summer vacation?" Wu Ci was a little surprised.

"Oh, that's right. I received a letter from my hometown yesterday. My mother is seriously ill again. In addition, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I haven't been back for three years. Going back to accompany her, maybe this time she will be very unhappy. It's over, after all, she's getting older."

"It won't take a few months, will it?" Wu Ci seemed a little anxious.

"It's my mother, are you still jealous? I want to spend more time with her. Don't worry, I'll write you a letter." As he spoke, he bent down with his hands on the table and kissed Wu Ci on the forehead.