there will be a wife

Zhao Xiangyuan's attitude towards leaving the hospital was very firm, and she was even going to leave that night, which alarmed Dr. Zhao who was on duty.

Yu Sheng comforted her for a while before she calmed down.

Outside the door, Dr. Zhao waved at her. Yu Sheng asked the nurse to take care of her, and walked out with his head down. Dr. Zhao said in a low tone, "Miss Yu, your mother hates the hospital too much. This is not a good thing."

Yu Sheng also knew Zhao Xiangyuan's resistance to the hospital. If her condition hadn't gotten worse this time and she fell ill at home, she would not have been hospitalized.

But her illness could not be delayed any longer.

Yu Sheng bit the corner of his lips, thought for a while and asked, "Doctor Zhao, if I agree to the operation..."

Dr. Zhao understood what she meant after hearing half a sentence, and immediately reprimanded: "Miss Yu, this is not allowed, not to mention that your mother is conscious now, the operation must be approved by her, that is, the recovery from chemotherapy after the operation. If you don’t cooperate, the operation will be for nothing.”

Yu Sheng lowered her head, the broken hair on her forehead covered her eyebrows and eyes, she couldn't see her expression clearly at the moment, only heard her low voice: "I'm sorry, Dr. Zhao, I didn't think carefully."

Dr. Zhao calmed down: "Miss Yu, I know you are very anxious, but the patient's willingness to cooperate with the operation is also very important. Your mother's current situation, you should persuade her more."

"I will." Yu Sheng raised his head, with a consistent expression on his face: "Thank you, Dr. Zhao, for troubling you."

Dr. Zhao nodded lightly, brushed past Yu Sheng, and walked towards the duty room.

Yu Sheng stood on the long corridor for a few minutes before calming down and pushing the door of the ward again. The nurse greeted her when she came in and went out.

Zhao Xiangyuan had already fallen asleep after a commotion, with a painful expression on her face. Yu Sheng sat by the bed and looked carefully at her pale face and half-white hair due to the pain. She stretched out her hand to hold Zhao Xiangyuan's rough palm and placed it on her cheek. Rubbing on it, he called softly, "Mom."

No one answered her, Yu Sheng's nose was sour, his eyes were burning, and his voice was hoarse: "Mom, can you stay with me again, I don't want you to go too."

After a long time, the ward gradually returned to quietness. Yu Sheng tidied it up tiptoely, and walked out of the ward with a bent waist. After she left, Zhao Xiangyuan slowly opened her eyes. She looked towards the window, silently saying sorry one after another.

A small light was on in the ward, illuminating the scenery of the entire ward. Zhao Xiangyuan kept looking out of the window. After a while, she closed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were moist.

Compared with the deserted and quiet ward, the house in another place is brightly lit.

The whole family gathered around the dining table to eat, Ji Qiuwen looked at the vacant place with some displeasure, put down his chopsticks and said, "Where's Mu Qing?"

The servant standing behind him immediately said: "Mr. Ji, Miss said that she has something to do in the evening, so she won't come back for dinner."

"Is there something? What else can she do?"

Ji Muyang ate his meal slowly, and replied: "I heard that she asked Yoyo out."

Ji Qiuwen glanced at him quickly, his usual serious face tightened even more, he raised his hand and waved twice, several servants immediately walked out of the dining room.

It wasn't until the dining room became quiet that Ji Muyang put down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his lips with a paper towel, raised his eyelids to look at Ji Qiuwen and said, "Dad, the secretary I arranged for Ji Muqing was scolded by her again."

"Her irascible temperament really hasn't changed at all."

Ji Qiuwen sneered: "The country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Those who are impatient are destined not to be great."

"But you still can't relax. When you should stare at me, just stare at me, don't let her make any waves."

Ji Muyang raised his brows: "Don't worry, Dad, I have already let Yiyi into the secretary's room. During this time, I also asked Yoyo to ask her out a few times, just to test her."

"Did you find anything?"

Ji Muyang picked up the cup on the table, drank the red wine and said, "No, I ate, drank and had fun all day long, and made a lot of wine and meat friends. By the way, Yoyo told me two days ago that she actually wanted Yoyo to show her the casino. I said Dad, he spends too much on her, and likes to lose his temper, so don't bother with her, mud can't support the wall."

"Look at what she has done in the company for two months. If you ask her to sign a contract, she will bring the wrong contract. What else can you expect her to do?"

"Everyone in the secretary's office knows that she's just an embroidered pillow, which looks good but doesn't work."

Hearing this, Ji Qiuwen's expression softened a lot, but his tone was still very serious: "Don't rush to draw conclusions, whether it is a rabbit or a fox, the tail will always be exposed. You should also run to Han's house more during this time, and you will be engaged soon Come on, don't make any trouble."

"Also, find a reason to transfer her abroad this week. I don't want to cause any trouble before the board of directors."

Ji Muyang nodded: "Understood."

As soon as the two finished speaking, they heard movement outside the dining room. The two looked at each other, stood up and walked out of the dining room. Ji Muqing stood unsteadily, and walked on tiptoe and said, "Come again!"

"Have another drink!"

As she spoke, she rushed in, and when she saw Ji Muyang coming out of the dining room, she staggered over, the servants behind her hurriedly supported her, and the whole living room smelled of alcohol, Ji Qiuwen frowned, with impatience in his eyes.

"Why do you drink so much?"

Ji Qiuwen said to Ji Muqing: "Look at how you look like a lady!"

Ji Muqing stood in front of Ji Muyang as if he had never heard of it, pointed at him and said, "Yuyou, why have you grown taller? Are you still fat? No matter, let me tell you, last time you said you took me outside to play, You can’t say nothing!”

"Yuyou, why don't you speak?"

Ji Muyang glared at her with some displeasure, and said to the servant behind her: "Send Miss to the room."

The servant hurriedly responded: "Okay, Young Master Ji."

Ji Muqing was half-embraced and walked towards the bedroom, she shouted unwillingly: "Yuyou, don't forget to promise me!"

Ji Muyang looked at her in disgust, snorted coldly as if feeling unlucky, and walked to his room.

The farce in the living room came to an abrupt end. After Ji Muqing was sent to the room, the servant brought in rice soup, but she was so drunk that she couldn't pry her mouth open at all. Ji Qiuwen heard the sound before entering the room.

"Miss, drink a little, it will feel comfortable after drinking."

"Miss……"

Ji Qiuwen pushed open the door and saw a servant holding Ji Muqing, and another servant persuading her to drink the soup in the bowl.

Seeing Ji Qiuwen come in, the two servants shouted, "Mr. Ji."

Ji Qiuwen ignored them, and walked straight to Ji Muqing, his voice was much softer than when he was downstairs: "Muqing, this is rice soup, drink some and rest."

Ji Muqing shook his head and muttered: "I don't want any soup."

Ji Qiuwen rolled his eyes when he saw her drunk and dazed, and continued: "Okay, okay, we don't drink soup, so let's drink. Come, this is your favorite red wine, which Second Uncle just poured for you."

Ji Muqing's eyes widened in confusion: "Is it really my favorite red wine?"

Ji Qiuwen nodded and said with a smile, "Really."

Ji Muqing smiled openly: "Where is it?"

Like a child asking for candy, Ji Qiuwen brought over the soup bowl and handed it to Ji Muqing, watching her finish it after a few sips, and muttered after finishing it: "Second Uncle, why does this taste weird?"

Ji Qiuwen patted her head and said with a deeper smile, "You're so good."

Ji Muqing looked at him blankly, his eyes were unfocused, his figure leaned to one side from time to time, and he seemed to be standing unsteadily. Ji Qiuwen put down the soup bowl, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his palms and said, "Let the lady rest."

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

Ji Qiuwen walked out of the room with two servants. When the door closed, he turned his head to look, and threw the handkerchief he had just wiped into the trash can at the door, with a cold light in his eyes.

The room was not quiet for a long time before it slowly returned to quiet. Ji Muqing was lying on the bed, thinking that Ji Qiuwen patted her head just before leaving, she felt nauseated, ran from the bed to the bathroom, and vomited. happy.

After vomiting, she stood in front of the sink and looked at the person in the mirror with pale face, reddish nose, and pantothenic acid smell on her lips and tongue. She fixedly looked at herself in the mirror, gritted her teeth, and turned on the faucet.

The cold water was poured on her face, and her scalp was numb from the cold, but she didn't say a word, and the expression in her eyes became more and more determined.

When she got out of the bathroom after taking a shower, there was a light flickering in the darkness. She walked over and turned on the bedside lamp, and saw a name flashing on her phone. In order to prevent Ji Qiuwen from getting suspicious, she muted her phone at home, so There are already several missed calls above.

"Hello." The voice she just vomited was not pleasant, but she was always lazy, and the person on the other end of the phone didn't hear anything strange, just asked, "Sleeping?"

Ji Muqing used a dry towel to wipe off the water dripping from the end of his hair, and replied: "No."

"Just now we have negotiated with Fahrenheit. If there are no accidents, we will sign the contract next week. Do you want to read the contract again?"

Ji Muqing's expression remained the same, and his tone was light: "No need, you can handle these things as you see fit."

The person on the other end of the phone finally sensed something was wrong from her words, and asked, "What happened?"

Ji Muqing stepped on the carpet and walked to the window. It was pitch black outside, there was not even a dog barking, and the surroundings were silent. Her cold voice cut through the blackness and came into the receiver: "He will have a board meeting next week."

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned at first, then said in astonishment: "He really can't wait."

Ji Muqing sneered: "Yes, he has been waiting for this position for more than [-] years, and he can't wait any longer."

"Then what do we do now?"

Ji Muqing leaned against the window, the cold touch came through the thin clothes, she said calmly: "He finally sat in this position, no matter how I say, my niece should give him a gift."

"But he probably doesn't want to see me during this time, so I prepared a gift for him in advance."

"Hope he likes it."

The night was cold and thin, Ji Muqing hung up the phone, exited the current system of the mobile phone, the screen switched, and it was already another page, she threw the mobile phone on the bedside table, and lay down on her side, there was a humanoid pillow in the bed, it has been a few years, the pillow The corners of the pillow were patched with needlework. She reached out and rubbed the pillow, unzipped the zipper on the back of the pillow, and pulled out a photo from the cotton wool. The two girls in the photo were very young, about thirteen or fourteen years old, The girl on the right was wearing a pink skirt with a ponytail, and her eyes were crescents when she smiled. Ji Muqing couldn't help smiling when she saw it, and said softly, "Good night."