Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

He said what he said, and he brought fresh fruit to the ward the next day.

In the early morning of the third day, in order to avoid meeting her again, after confirming that Chen Yuan could indeed be discharged from the hospital, Shen Jiarong got up and went through the discharge procedures in the shortest possible time.

"The driver is downstairs." He helped Chen Yuan up, "We should go."

"Ah."

When going downstairs, Shen Jiarong said again: "Dong Dahai's accomplices have been arrested. The police told me that his exact location will be tracked down soon, and there is no need to disturb your rest by saying clearly in the future. Moreover, his criminal record is well documented." , Punishment for several crimes, you can rest assured that he will never have a chance to trouble you again."

Chen Yuan looked at him, "Thank you for your hard work."

Shen Jiarong's heartstrings trembled suddenly.

Obviously not very touching words, but his fatigue for the past few days seemed to be easily soothed by these simple words.

He didn't come up with an excuse for doing it this time.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

The assistant stood behind the two with big bags and small bags. He felt very uncomfortable with the strange atmosphere in the elevator. He lifted Shen Jiarong's computer bag up and asked cautiously: "Mr. Park, when are you going back to the company?"

"During this time, I'm working at home," Shen Jiarong turned her face slightly, "If there is anything wrong with the company, please call me."

Assistant Intuition is a nightmare come true.

He sat in the car with the two of them in a daze all the way, and finally remembered the work content that he hadn't had time to report, "By the way, Mr. Shen, Vice President Qi initiated a meeting. Look——"

"Change to a video conference and start in two hours. The content will be sent to my email."

Seeing that Shen Jiarong wasn't completely a hands-off shopkeeper, the assistant was a little relieved, "Okay."

The car started slowly.

At the place, Shen Jiarong said to the assistant after Chen Yuan got off the car: "Remember, don't disturb my rest with trivial matters."

The assistant nodded repeatedly, "I understand."

Shen Jiarong glanced at him before opening the door and getting out of the car, "Send your things to the study, you can go back."

"Ok."

Shen Jiarong had already turned to Chen Yuan, walked two steps faster after speaking, and stretched out his right arm to signal Chen Yuan to support him, "Your wound is still not healed, and it is still difficult to go up the stairs, I will help you."

"I haven't hurt that much yet."

After saying that, Chen Yuan stepped up the steps, walked through the well-maintained small garden, and came to the door.

Shen Jiarong opened the door, "What do you think of this place? If you don't like it, you can change to another place."

"No need."

The assistant said nothing on the surface, but secretly muttered in his heart.

In his impression, Shen Jiarong was never a person who would allow people to step into the house at will. Except for the servants, even he only learned of Shen Jiarong's addresses after working for Shen Jiarong for several years.

How could the Chen Yuan in front of me win this honor——

"What are you doing here?"

Shen Jiarong's cold voice brought the assistant back to his senses. He raised his eyes and met a pair of black eyes. He couldn't help but shudder, and hurried to the study with his things in his arms.He was afraid of offending Shen Jiarong, so he put down his things and came out in a hurry. After that, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and left directly after saying hello.

Chen Yuan walked to the sofa and sat down while the two were talking.

The effect of the medicine has not yet ended, coupled with the discomfort of sitting in the car for a long time, he is a little sleepy now, so he leans on the back of the chair and closes his eyes to take a nap.

Shen Jiarong then took a seat beside him.

After a moment of silence, it was Shen Jiarong who spoke first.

He looked at Chen Yuan and said, "Sometimes, you make me feel very familiar. Have we met before?"

He wanted to ask this sentence as early as the first day he met Chen Yuan, but he didn't feel that the time was right until today.

"Ah."

Hearing Chen Yuan's response, Shen Jiarong's thoughts changed slightly, and her tone was imperceptibly urgent, "When did we meet?"

"Why are you so stupid?" Chen Yuan half-opened his eyes and turned to look at him. "You met me a year ago."

To be precise, the original owner met Shen Jiarong at a reception, and fell in love with him at first sight, and since then it has been out of control.

Shen Jiarong didn't have much impression of this, but only vaguely remembered the approximate time, and could guess what Chen Yuan was referring to.

He frowned, "Before that, earlier."

"No."

In the content of the script, the original owner and Shen Jiarong had no intersection before that.

This answer came without any hesitation, Shen Jiarong paused, and then said: "Maybe it's just my memory."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, swept across his chest, and closed his eyes again, "You still have a meeting, go."

Shen Jiarong raised her wrist to look at her watch, "I'll take you to the room to rest first."

"No, I'll sit for a while and sleep after lunch." Chen Yuan said quietly, "I want to take a bath. The smell of the hospital is terrible."

Shen Jiarong froze for a moment when she got up.

He straightened up quickly, buttoned his suit uncomfortably, and said, "Okay. I'll have the kitchen prepare lunch right away, and then I'll help you take a shower."

"Ah."

Shen Jiarong looked at his pale face as before, and wanted to say something more, her right hand clenched into a fist loosened and tightened, she pursed her lips for a while, but still didn't say a word, and then walked to the study.

When he turned around, he accidentally glanced at a motorcycle speeding by outside the window. The figure sitting on the car made him feel a little familiar, but his messy thoughts made him unable to meditate, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Looking back at Chen Yuan again, he continued to move forward.

By the end of the meeting, lunch happened to be ready.

Shen Jiarong told the servant in the middle of the meal, "Go and prepare the bath water." Before the servant could respond, he seemed to have no intention of adding, "The guest room is too dusty, and it is too troublesome to clean. Go to my room to prepare."

The servant was stunned, "The guest room—"

Shen Jiarong looked up at her, "The water level should not be too high, and the temperature should be moderate."

The servant quickly understood, and hurriedly took a step back with his head down, "Okay, Mr. Shen, I'll go right away."

After she left, the table fell silent again.

Chen Yuan had just been discharged from the hospital, and his appetite wasn't very good. He put down his chopsticks after eating six to seven minutes full, "You eat first, I'll go up and have a look."

"it is good."

Shen Jiarong watched his back go away, took the napkin on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth, then got up and took a pen and paper, wrote down the few dishes that Chen Yuan moved the chopsticks the most on the paper, and then put it Pressed under the bowl before leaving the dining room.

When he came upstairs, the servant had already prepared hot water.

Chen Yuanzheng took off his coat and threw it on the footstool.

Shen Jiarong waved slightly to the servant, "Go down."

The servant nodded, and closed the door after going out.

Shen Jiarong has already walked into the bathroom, "I'll do it."

He took off the shirt for Chen Yuan, then untied the bandage, and when he pressed his hands on Chen Yuan's belt, his eyes inadvertently fell on the mermaid line in front of him, and then sank deeper into it——

Remembering the last scene, Shen Jiarong subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan was looking at him.

Four eyes facing each other.

Shen Jiarong's heart beat violently.

He quickly lowered his head again, untied Chen Yuan's belt with his stiff hands, and took off the trousers without changing his face.

"All right."

If it weren't for seeing the back of his ears that were gradually dyed red, everyone would think that he was still calm and calm.

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze, stepped into the bathtub and sat down slowly.

The water level only reached his lower abdomen and did not touch the wound.

Standing behind him, Shen Jiarong took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, took the towel and sat down on the edge of the bathtub, intending to divert her attention, "After taking a shower, you go to sleep, and I will take you out for a walk after the lunch break. "

"Ah."

"The greenery here is very good. Going out to breathe some fresh air can also improve your mood." Shen Jiarong controlled her gaze to fall above Chen Yuan's waist, "I haven't had time to buy your things yet, but you are about the same size as me. In the cloakroom There are new clothes, you take a few sets first."

Chen Yuan watched his movements, and said after a long time, "Here you wiped it four times."

Shen Jiarong paused while holding the towel, "Is there any?"

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Chen Yuan just said, "Wash my hair for me."

"it is good."

Far away from the scene, Shen Jiarong's tense heartstrings relaxed a little.

He took the shower and gently rubbed Chen Yuan's short hair.

Touching Chen Yuan's temperature with my own hands, the heartbeat that was still beating like a drum just now gradually resumed its rhythm.

After rinsing off the foam, Chen Yuan raised his hand and pressed the bridge of his nose, "Okay, that's it, help me up."

After stepping out of the bathtub, he took the bathrobe handed over by Shen Jiarong, put it on his body, and walked barefoot to the door.

"What do you think our relationship is now?"

Hearing this question suddenly, Chen Yuan stopped and turned to look at him.

Shen Jiarong rolled his cuffs between his elbows and put one hand in his trouser pocket. He was leaning against the door frame with a lot of water splashed on his body, "It's as if you're used to it when you get along with me."

Chen Yuan went on to the bed and sat down, "What do you want to say."

"I want to ask you, you can't think of it so far, do you need the compensation I made?"

Chen Yuan lifted the quilt, "If you want to make it up to me, just shut up and let me be quiet for a while."

The corners of Shen Jiarong's lips raised slightly, and when she went back to the bathroom to get the hair dryer, she snorted, "Don't think you can get away with this trick, I won't be so casual."

Chen Yuan didn't hear what he was talking to himself, and was pulled up by him before lying down.

"Don't sleep yet, blow dry your hair."

"..."

After Chen Yuan fell asleep, Shen Jiarong went out and briefly told the servants that the guest room in their house was unoccupied, so she came back to take a shower, and lay down next to Chen Yuan.

A full three and a half hours passed, and the two woke up one after another.

After washing up, Shen Jiarong glanced at the sky outside the window.

The afterglow of the setting sun has spilled into the room through the glass windows, and the quilt has been spread all over the room. The golden glow that catches the eyes is no longer glaring, and the clouds in the sky are burning red.

There is also a breeze penetrating the asphalt road, lifting the leaves and grass tips.

The weather is just right for going out.

Shen Jiarong looked at Chen Yuan, "Let's go for a walk."

Chen Yuan had already agreed to his proposal when he was taking a bath before. After changing his clothes, Chen Yuan went downstairs side by side with him and walked to the door.

The door barely opened a gap, and a gust of wind blew in the smell of green grass.

As Shen Jiarong said, the surrounding greenery is well done and the air is indeed fresh.

But as soon as the two went out, they saw a motorcycle whizzing by.

Chen Yuanzheng felt that this car looked familiar, and the next moment he heard the sound of brakes, and then the owner of the car quickly turned the car around.

The motorcycle roared again.

Seeing this figure approaching from far to near, Shen Jiarong had a deeper premonition in his heart.

As soon as he thought of persuading Chen Yuan to go back, he saw someone take off his helmet, revealing a face they were very familiar with.

Ming Yan bared his teeth and smiled: "What a coincidence, you live here too!"