My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Jiang Biegu had never felt this way before, that he could become another person in the whole world.

Even Ji Mian back then never gave him this feeling. Even though Ji Mian gambled on his career, he still has his mother and studies. Although he is important, he is not the only one.

But Jiang Biegu only sees himself in Tolerance. His way of dealing with people is taught by himself. His living habits are completely in step with himself. His dressing style and eating habits are also affected by him. Even his studies are different. For myself.

This person lives for himself, his own emotions can infect him, his own health and disease can also affect him, his whole life revolves around himself, although this is not what Jiang Biegu wanted or planned, but Fault tolerance has indeed become this.

In his eyes and in his heart, he is all about himself. Jiang Bie should have cherished this rare friendship, because it is hard to come by, because he can guess how satisfying he will be living with such a person.

It's a pity that my heart is already full and I can't live with another person.

He wants to let fault tolerance meet a worthy person.

The heart that can tolerate mistakes seems to be full.

It is self-evident who is pretending.

When Ding Cheng came, Jiang Biegu had already fallen asleep again, and fault tolerance was squatting beside the bed to handle the urine bag. Because of the operation and Jiang Biegu’s inability to move, Jiang Biegu was inserted a catheter before the operation yesterday. At night, fault tolerance is helping to deal with it.

"Let me come." Ding Cheng put down the things in his hands and walked over to help, but Tolerance shook his head: "No, I'll do it."

Saying that it has been dealt with, he went to the bathroom with a plastic basin, washed his hands after a while and came out, Ding Cheng smiled and pointed to the bag on the sofa:

"I sorted out the daily necessities that Mr. Jiang may use these two days. I wanted to organize them for you too, but you don't live at home now, and it's not convenient for me to go there. Otherwise, I'll watch here, and you go back and wash them. Take a shower or get something?"

Fault tolerance means not wanting to leave Jiangbie for a moment:

"I don't need to pack, all the things I prepared for the self-driving tour are in the bag, and I have everything."

"Then go to rest for a while." Ding Cheng said: "Did you not sleep last night? The dark circles under your eyes have come out. If you look like this, he will be worried."

Ding Cheng was right. Fault Tolerance did not close his eyes all night last night. Although he did not witness the accident that happened to Jiang Bie Gu with his own eyes, just listening to it, he could imagine in his mind how dangerous it was, and it was not so dangerous. I won't lie here, it looks like this.

In addition, Jiang Biegu didn't wake up, which made Tolerance feel that he would disappear if he didn't pay attention, so he just watched him all night, but he didn't feel too tired, he didn't know the time in Jiang Biegu Here, quietly holding his hand, the whole night.

But Fault Tolerance knows that he also needs to rest. Only when he is healthy can he take better care of Jiang Biegu.

"I know." Rong Rong said, "I'll lie down on the sofa and sleep for a while."

"Go to the hotel." Ding Cheng said: "The hotel is next to the hospital, and you can't rest well here."

Tolerance shook his head, silently rejected the proposal, Ding Cheng was helpless about it, at this stage, unless Jiang Biegu could get up and go out with Tolerance, otherwise no one would be able to say anything.

"Then eat something first, I brought food over."

Tolerantly did not refuse this proposal, and he was indeed a little hungry, so he walked over directly, but he did not feel at ease after eating this meal. He glanced at Jiang Biegu from time to time and chatted with Ding Cheng at the same time:

"When did my brother start having a language barrier?"

Regarding the issue of fault tolerance, Ding Cheng was not surprised: "Mr. Jiang told you?"

"Yeah." Tolerance said, "He has a vague sound almost every few words now. Has it been a while?"

"It's been about two months. At first, it was just a few words that I couldn't speak clearly, but then there were more and more vague words."

"When did he discover it himself?"

"A week ago." Ding Cheng said, "At the meeting."

This way of discovery made Tolerance slightly frowned, and his eyes fell on Jiang Biegu who was lying there asleep. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he knew what kind of person Jiang Biegu was. The method was tantamount to cruelty for him.

But things have already happened, even if it hurts to tolerate faults, it can't change anything. What he wants to guard against is the future.

"Brother Ding Cheng." Tolerance looked at Ding Cheng: "I will take good care of my brother here, and won't let him have any problems, but the company will trouble you."

Ding Cheng looked at Rong Rong and said nothing.

"My brother has a language barrier, and communication will be a problem in the future. With the current car accident, the shareholders will definitely have new considerations about whether my brother can still manage the company. At this time, people who think they can replace him will come out After a jump, my brother has no time to pay attention to these things, but I can’t watch his years of painstaking efforts fall into other people’s hands.” Tolerance said: “You are the person my brother trusts the most, with you watching in the company, he will also Relieved."

Jiang Biegu owns 37% of the shares in jm capital. Although he is the first shareholder and the founder, it is not impossible to be kicked out. Tolerance does not want such a thing to happen. Although he knows it is difficult, after all everyone Benefits come first, when something like this happens to Jiang Biegu, they will not consider Jiang Biegu's body and emotions, they will only consider whether Jiang Biegu can still make money for themselves.

If not, substitute someone.

Not to mention Jiang Biegu's mood when he handed jm over to others, Jiang Biegu would have a hard time accepting that it has nothing to do with him just because of the two letters jm.

Ding Cheng didn't express his opinion, nor did he say anything. Tolerance looked at him: "Is there a problem?"

Ding Cheng shook his head and smiled: "No, you are right to think about it, I just think you really resemble him."

Fault Tolerance's analysis and handling just now reminded Ding Cheng of when he first came to Jiang Biegu's side a long time ago, Jiang Biegu at that time was really similar to Fault Tolerance now.

Tolerance smiled lightly: "It should, I was taught by him."

"Don't worry." Ding Cheng said: "I will pay attention to various developments at the company, and I will tell you as soon as possible if there is any problem."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ding Cheng didn't leave immediately after the meal, and fault tolerance also took advantage of this time to lie on the sofa and sleep for a while. Although he couldn't even stretch his legs, he would feel at ease sleeping here, so he wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

When Jiang Biegu woke up, Tolerance was still asleep. Ding Cheng saw that he woke up as if he was looking for something, so he told him softly:

"Sleep."

Jiang Biegu looked at the position of the sofa, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, covered a coat and leaned on the sofa, his posture didn't look very comfortable, Jiang Biegu frowned slightly, and didn't say anything yet , Ding Cheng has already explained:

"I can't persuade you, and I won't go to the hotel no matter what, and he won't listen to us except you."

When Jiang Biegu saw this sentence, he didn't say anything, and his gaze fell on Tolerance again, thinking that it was a very sinful thing for him to delay such a good child, maybe he should have been more ruthless in the first place, ruthless To make him hate himself, then maybe he won't come again.

But there are some things that are not suitable for another knife, at least Jiang Biegu will not do it again.

Looking away from Rong Fault, Jiang Biegu looked at Ding Cheng and said:

"Now that I'm like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to drive him away. You don't have to worry about me here, but you should pay more attention to the company's side. I'm afraid something will happen."

In order for Ding Cheng to hear clearly, Jiang Biegu spoke very slowly to ensure that Ding Cheng could understand. When he finished talking about his worries and what might happen to the company, Ding Cheng didn't respond but laughed first. laugh.

Jiang Biegu looked at him, not knowing why.

"You have already told me about your mistakes." Ding Cheng said, "There is almost no difference."

Jiang Biegu was a little surprised, he didn't expect Tolerance to even think of this.

"He really cares about you and everything you care about."

Including Ji Mian.

Ding Cheng understands this kind of feeling very well. If he likes someone, he will like everything about him, including the person he likes.

When the nurse entered the ward, Fault Tolerance got up from the sofa almost immediately, saw that Jiang Biegu had woken up, got up and walked over.

The nurse came to pull out Jiang Biegu's urinary catheter. When he lifted the quilt, Jiang Biegu was surprised for a moment. Maybe it was because the wound was hurting all the time. Although Jiang Biegu clearly knew that he had brought this thing before the operation, but He didn't pay much attention to it after waking up, but now he realized that he was still on him all the time.

From last night to today, Ding Cheng was the only one who came here to tolerate faults, so... all of them were handled by faults?

Jiang Biegu was a little embarrassed, but Tolerance had already helped the nurse lift the quilt. Jiang Biegu's uninjured hand subconsciously grabbed the sheet, wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. Tolerance was just helping, and the nurse was just She was doing what she was supposed to do, and it was inappropriate for her to speak out.

The nurse took care of it and explained the fault tolerance:

"Just after the urinary catheter was pulled out, there may be some tingling pain when he urinates at the beginning. This is a normal phenomenon. Let him drink more water today and tomorrow. More urination will relieve a lot. Call us if you have any discomfort."

Write down the fault tolerance one by one:

"Okay, thank you."

The nurse left, and Ding Cheng didn't plan to stay any longer. Fault Rong and Jiang Biegu both told him about the company's affairs, so this matter wouldn't just be a talk, it would happen sooner or later, so it's better for him to go back sooner.

When there were only two people left in the ward, Rong Rong went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he came back, he poured a glass of water for Jiang Biegu, inserted a straw and handed it to his lips. Jiang Biegu took a look and didn't drink. :

"Not thirsty."

"Drink a little even if you're not thirsty." Rong Cuo said, "Follow the doctor's advice."

Jiang Biegu still didn't drink, so Tolerance coaxed him: "Just one sip."

Jiang Biegu couldn't bear to coax him with such a soft expression. After all, he opened his mouth and took a sip. Tolerance also meant to keep his word. When Jiang Biegu took a sip and stopped drinking, Tolerance didn't force him. Take the glass away:

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

After waking up in the morning, Jiang Biegu only drank a little millet porridge. He should be hungry by this time, but Jiang Biegu really didn't think about what to eat. He really didn't have any appetite, and he lay here unable to move. I was in so much pain all over my body that I didn't want to eat anything.

But it doesn’t seem to work if you don’t eat. Tolerance sees that he doesn’t say anything, so he doesn’t ask, and directly uses his mobile phone to order food, but Xu Yanqing’s phone call came before he placed the order, just like installing surveillance in the ward:

"There's no need to order food, I'll take it there, and it will be there in half an hour."

Tolerance responded, hung up the phone, and not long after, picked up the water glass and handed it to Jiang Biegu. Jiang Biegu looked at him with a helpless expression, and Rongrong smiled:

"You can't get out of bed for a week, don't you keep going to the toilet?"

"Go get a nurse."

"I don't worry about it." Rong Rong said, "I don't worry about anyone taking care of you except myself."

Jiang Biegu looked at him and wanted to say something, but Tolerance was one step ahead:

"Brother, I just want to take care of you and treat you as a patient. I didn't think too much about it, but your current appearance seems to remind me to think about something."

Jiang Biegu: "..."

No matter what Jiang Zheng said to him, or the shock that Jiang Bieyi gave him this time, it is impossible to tolerate faults like before, standing in the position of a younger brother without doing anything or saying anything.

But even so, he didn't want to reveal anything in front of Jiang Biegu immediately, it was not the time.

Jiang Biegu had a language barrier. Even though he didn't seem to have any abnormal behavior, he must have had a lot of psychological burden. He must have thought of the company's affairs at the beginning of the language barrier, but now he has encountered a car accident. It is worse.

There are so many things that Jiang Biegu has to deal with, and Tolerance doesn't want to make trouble at this time.

Don't make trouble, and you can occasionally give Jiang Biegu a little hint, so as not to frighten him sometimes.

Xu Yanqing came to the ward half an hour later, followed by the assistant, carrying a lot of food in large and small bags:

"That's too much."

"It's okay." Xu Yanqing said: "Pick what he likes to eat, and I'll take what he doesn't like to eat. I can have it for breakfast tomorrow, so don't waste it."

I brought all the belts, and I can’t return them. I opened the food boxes, and suddenly found that Xu Yanqing seemed to believe in complementing the shape with the shape. At least at a glance, they were all ribs, beef bones, pig’s trotters, etc. , he couldn't help laughing, Xu Yanqing knew what he was laughing at:

"I asked a nutritionist, it's not wrong to eat these."

Tolerance nodded, first he went to the end of the bed and shook the bed slightly so that Jiang Biegu could eat more comfortably, then put a bowl of cooked noodles in the pork rib soup, and then walked to the bed with it sat down:

"Eat a little bit."

Jiang Biegu didn't refuse. Although he didn't have an appetite, he still had to eat, otherwise his health wouldn't get better.

But Jiang Biegu has lived for so many years, and he has long since lost the memory of being fed by others. At this moment, seeing Fault Tolerance preparing to feed himself like a child, Jiang Biegu is still a little awkward:

"I'll do it myself."

His left hand was broken, but his right hand could still move, but he didn't agree with the fault: "Your right hand is not without wounds, you should pay more attention these two days."

Jiang Bie didn't say a word, looked at Rong Fault, and after a while, he still compromised, opened his mouth obediently, and Fau Rong carefully fed the noodles. Xu Yanqing stood at the end of the bed watching this scene, and suddenly felt as if he saw dozens of them. Years later.

Jiang Biegu ate half a bowl and didn't want to eat any more. Tolerance didn't force him, and fed him a few mouthfuls of pork rib soup. It wasn't until Jiang Biegu showed resistance that Tolerance stopped.

But what Jiang Biegu didn't expect was that the rest of the face was not wasted, and he ate it directly. Jiang Biegu looked at him wolfing down the food without even changing the chopsticks, and wanted to remind him, but he didn't say anything.

It was originally an informal matter, but if I said it deliberately, it seemed that there was something wrong.

It doesn't matter, let him go.

Tolerance ate half a bowl of pork rib noodles, another half bowl of rice, and finally left a bucket of pork bone soup: "My brother doesn't eat much, he may be hungry at night, I will keep this, if he is hungry, I will warm it up." Give him a drink."

Xu Yanqing pointed to the untouched food nearby: "You also save some, you will definitely be hungry at night vigil."

"No." Rong fault said: "My brother probably won't be able to drink much of this pork bone soup, I'll just drink what he has left."

After Jiang Biegu had a language barrier, he was not very willing to speak, and Xu Yanqing felt that he shouldn't stay here too long, like a light bulb disturbing the two of them alone, so he left after a while.

There were two more people left in the ward.

"Sit like this for a while or should I roll the bed down?"

"Let's sit down." Jiang Biegu said, "It's too uncomfortable to lie down."

Although sitting was not very comfortable, but after lying down for a day, I always wanted to change my position. Hearing what he said, I didn't move any more, and sat on the side of the bed:

"The body must be stiff, let me squeeze it for you."

As he spoke, he began to massage Jiang Biegu's uninjured right leg.

"Need not."

Jiang Bie wanted to stop it, but Tolerance raised his eyes and looked at him: "The doctor said in the afternoon that the operated leg cannot move for two days, but the right leg can be massaged properly, which will relieve some discomfort in your lower limbs, so Don't say no, I'm just following the doctor's advice."

Jiang Biegu looked at Tolerance, and he didn't put his hand into the quilt, but massaged through the quilt with moderate strength. The quilt that was not too thin or thick would make him feel uncomfortable when pressed, but Tolerance was fine. Said to open it, Jiang Biegu looked at him, feeling a little distressed.

Jiang Biegu didn't resist anymore, because he knew that although Tolerance listened to his own words, he would not obediently listen to things that are good for him.

"Take a break when you're tired."

"I'm not tired." Rong fault smiled: "How about you? Do you feel better?"

Jiang Biegu nodded: "Yes, a lot."

Tolerant gave Jiang Biegu a massage for half an hour, and stopped after Jiang Biegu repeatedly urged him. Jiang Biegu originally wanted to say that he would watch the news, but before he could say anything, Tolerant Asked a sentence:

"Is it convenient?"

Jiang Biegu looked at him and gritted his teeth: "No."

Fault Tolerance was a little helpless: "The nurse said it was convenient for you, but you haven't had it once since it was pulled out. Is it not good?"

"I don't have one now." Jiang Biegu said.

I don't know why, fault tolerance always has the illusion that Jiang Biegu is a child, and I'm sorry to be stubborn with myself here.

This seemed to be the first time that Tolerance saw Jiang Biegu like this, it was a little fresh, but also a little helpless.

But Jiang Bie said no, and fault tolerance couldn't force him to come out, so he coaxed him to drink half a glass of water, then turned on the TV and watched the news with him for a while, then Jiang Zheng called, fault tolerance took a look Then I went to the balcony to pick it up.

Jiang Zheng knew that something happened to Jiang Biegu was quite a surprise, but maybe it was because the reaction before Tolerance made him mentally prepared, so he didn't make much fuss. After a few words of concern, there was a few seconds of silence, and he asked Tolerance:

"This time, you won't hold back, will you?"

Looking at the night outside the window, Tolerance replied: "Yes, no more."

After chatting with Jiang Zheng and returning to the room, it was almost 9 o'clock. Tolerance went straight to the bathroom, washed the towel, took out mouthwash, wiped Jiang Biegu's face and neck, and wiped his hands. Waiting for him to rinse his mouth.

When Fault Tolerant shook the bed down, Jiang Biegu took a look at Fault Fault, and quickly moved his eyes away. Fault Fault slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, put the towel and mouthwash back in the bathroom, and walked out with his things .

Jiang Biegu just took a look at the things in Rong Cuo's hands, then subconsciously looked away. Rong Cuo saw it, but he still came over:

"Brother, can you bear it for a few hours, and can you bear it until you recover? I'm on summer vacation now, and I can't leave you for two months, and it's impossible to leave this matter to others."

Jiang Biegu looked at Tolerance, and Tolerance also looked at him. One wanted to see the other party make concessions, but the other just waited quietly.

In the end, Jiang Biegu realized that there was no other way to go except to admit it, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"It's troublesome."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, but because of Jiang Biegu's 'troublesome', he couldn't help laughing.

No trouble, why bother?