The Male Lead is Forced to Work Hard

The observation room was quiet for a moment.

Mrs. Yan slapped her on Yan Shuning's arm. "What are you talking about in front of the child? You talk too much!"

Then he looked at Liang Fei again, "You don't care about him."

For many years, Liang Fei has not been so stern. She stood on the spot and looked at the sneer of Yan Shuning's lips, for a long while, she was unable to react.

Fu Heng beside her also froze for a moment, raised her hand and patted her arm, and raised her eyes to see Zhao Yunzhi: "We heard that Ruan Yue had a fever, we stopped by and looked at it. Don't disturb, let the children rest well."

"I send you out."

Zhao Yun knew that with a small laugh, he sent the two to the door.

Yan Shuning beside the bed "chirped" and showed arrogance to the extreme.

Ruan Yue looked at him in a daze, holding one hand by the old lady. She pressed her lips and looked at the old lady with a smile on her face: "Then take a good rest and your grandma won't bother you anymore. Uncle Yan will buy what you want to eat for a while. He has been at home for a while. I'm idle."

"I know grandma."

Ruan Yue responded with a smile.

Mrs. Yan stood up, her thin hands rubbing her fingertips, and she was quite reluctant to let go.

Parents are in conflict and want to divorce, or the child is the one who suffered. She had no granddaughter under her knees and saw Ruan Yue inevitably pitiful and distressed. Along the way, Yan Shuning helped out, and the old lady sighed a few times, but she saw her son's face cold, but she was not politely said: "What are you doing about Chen Sesame?" ."

"I just can't get used to her, pretending."

Yan Shuning sneered.

If in the past, the old lady specified a bunch of words like "No wonder she doesn't like women", but now that she knows that her son has hidden illnesses, of course, she can no longer attack the son's man's self-confidence. She pushed away Yan Shuning's hand in depression. Don’t give it away, Xiaohan is at the door of the hospital, I’ll go by myself."

The old lady left him away.

Passing by the open-air parking lot, I accidentally saw Fu Heng's couple.

I don't know if there was a conflict. The two of them pulled apart a few meters away.

Pulling the car door, Liang Fei got into the co-pilot angrily.

Fu Heng fell behind, not as anxious and corrupted as she was. After getting in the car, he inserted the key and fastened the seat belt. He looked up and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"... full of anger."

"Fuck" and fasten the seat belt, Liang Fei asked him, "How old is he? Why do you say that kind of thing?! I'm not as old as my age. I never even screamed when I met. I saw Zhao Yun but I was very affectionate. No, oh, people are going to get divorced, his daughter is sick, he runs over to care for it, what do you mean, want to be Ruan Yue's father?!"

Lianzhu's words were over, she froze for a moment.

Hesitant eyes turned to Fu Heng.

Fu Heng drove the car out of the parking space, his face so pale that he could not see his emotions, "He is one year younger than you and more than four years younger than Yuzhi. Since he was a child, he entered the Zhao family, so he must not be called a sister."

"No—"

Liang Fei looked serious, "He hasn't been married for so many years, wouldn't he know it for Zhao Yun?"

For so many years, the Yan family and the Zhao family have always been close, but Zhao Yun knew that when he went to school, he loved Fu Heng and went to the Fu family. Even after she and Fu Heng got married, her parents-in-law’s dislike of Zhao Yun’s love did not diminish. It was after that incident that she directly drew a line with her.

At that time, Yan Shuning didn't graduate very long, and had been in the army, and then returned to Ningcheng, as if it was at Zhao Yunzhi's wedding reception.

Liang Fei has always been attentive, and the more he thinks about it, the more difficult it is to accept. With one hand clutching the seat belt, even his face is slightly twisted.

In terms of family history, Yan Family and Master Fu Family are at the same level, but they can go down further. Fu Heng is a doctor, and the two brothers of Yan Family, one of them is in the political arena, and is now in his early forties. By the time he reached the official level, Yan Shuning was a few years younger than him, and his rank was first-class lower, but his future was also unlimited.

Zhao Yun knows?

By what!

She was middle-aged, divorced, and brought a child. If they really came together with Yan Shuning, those people in that courtyard can't stop her hard? !

Liang Fei looked at Fu Heng, and his face was slightly twisted.

Fu Heng held the steering wheel in both hands, and his quiet voice was a little unpleasant. "Zhi Xing will take the final exam immediately. You have more time to care about your children. What else do you care about."

"Lady Yan is looking for you, what is it?"

Excessively frightened, Liang Fei lost her usual elegance and suppleness, and endured the irritability in her heart.

The red light is in front.

Fu Heng held the finger of the steering wheel tightly, looked at her, and said in a nonchalant tone: "I can tell you naturally I will tell you, and if I don't tell you, there are naturally reasons why I can't say it. Bottom..."

He paused. "Would you like to take a mirror and show you how you look now?"

In an instant, the car was quiet.

Fu Heng turned his head to continue driving.

Liang Fei lowered his head and concealed the complex jealousy.

Everyone said she was lucky, her husband was full of learning, and his character was precious, her son Junxiu was outstanding, she was quiet and sensible, but if she was as happy as she seemed, why did she suffer... after so many years, she still sought from a loser Existence!

...

Ruan Yue's test result is mycoplasma infection. According to the situation, the fever will repeat for several days, and continuous infusion should be observed.

In the observation room, hospital beds were in short supply, and there were many patients in the emergency room. In order to give her a good rest, Zhao Yun knew that he had been hospitalized.

Yan Shuning went downstairs to buy lunch. Ruan Yue leaned on the head of the bed, gazing at Zhao Yun knowing to clean up, and Yan Shuning's words sounded in his ear.

Did your mother like Uncle Fu?

What about Uncle Fu, did she like her mother?

Does Fu Zhixing know all this?

Hu Si thought, her hand on the quilt curled up involuntarily.

She remembered the conversation between Fu Zhixing and Uncle Fu in the living room that night, and the side she and Fu Zhixing saw at the end of the previous life.

It was noon in the impression, in a shopping mall in Ningcheng.

She had just graduated at that time because she did not want to listen to Zhao Yun's arrangement for postgraduate or public examination. She had been in a cold war with her for a long time and received a phone call asking her to go on a blind date. However, she had been violating her instructions before, and she didn't want to have a stalemate relationship with her, so after some entanglement, she endured her emotions and went to see the boy.

The boy was not bad. He was three years older than her. After graduating from graduate school, he was just admitted to the civil service and worked in a government unit. After seeing her, she also behaved very patiently.

She was absent, and when she waited for the meal, she looked out the window.

Across the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw Fu Zhixing.

He also just graduated. Not long after Xu Shi came back from Beijing, he followed the shopping mall behind his mother, carrying big bags.

When she saw him, he had been talking to Liang Fei sideways. She thought he hadn’t seen her, hadn’t seen her for a long time, and was breathless with torment and inferiority. After eating with the boys in a hurry, he declined the offer to watch the movie. , Just ran out of the mall.

Standing for a while on the roadside, just as she was about to stop for rent, a black car slowly stopped in front of her.

The co-pilot window fell, and Fu Zhixing looked at her, "Come on."

She didn’t know where his mother was going, and she didn’t think about why he appeared suddenly. At that moment, she was too confused. She took the co-pilot, thinking that she was far from each other, and felt more helpless, Lian Qiangyan laughed. Can't do it either.

Fu Zhixing didn't talk much along the way.

When asked where she was, she drove around and drove her away.

That part of the road was too short, so short that nothing seemed to come, and she should get off again. Somehow, the seat belt did not open for a while, Fu Zhixing leaned over to help her, and at the moment she approached, she smelled the faint smell of smoke on him.

Because Lu Shen often visited her before that, she was very sensitive to the smell of smoke.

In her perception, Fu Zhixing never smoked.

But after studying in a different place for four years, she didn’t know him enough. He was so close to her and so far away. She sat there, her body so stiff that she couldn’t move. She heard the sound of the seat belt, and Fu Zhixing raised her eyes. He was not far away. He rested one hand on the seat back behind her and asked her in a low voice: "When are the boyfriends talking?"

The feeling of heartache crushed her almost instantly.

"Not long."

She remembers saying this.

"pretty good."

Fu Zhixing seemed to smile, warm breathing, and touched her face.

She almost fled.

Walking all the way and crying, when she finally reached the unit downstairs, she unexpectedly met Fu Zhixing's father at the door.

At that time, she and her mother had already moved out of Lanyuan. She wiped her tears and greeted his dad in embarrassment, and suddenly realized that he sent her over to pick up his dad.

But if not?

Clutching the bed cover tightly with one hand, Ruan Yue desperately wanted to recall some clues from Fu Zhixing's look and Uncle Fu's face when they met each other, but she was too confused at that time, compared with her, that The two are consistently decent and introverted.

But the tip of her nose seemed to haunt the faint smell of smoke.

After cleaning the ward briefly, Zhao Yun knew that after washing his hands in the bathroom, she saw her daughter's unwillingness. She walked over and raised her hand to touch Ruan Yue's forehead, but unexpectedly, Ruan Yue was surprised. Escaped.

"Is my hand too cold? Forgot to turn on the hot water."

Zhao Yunzhi said apologetically and asked her again, "Is it hungry? Would you like to eat an egg yolk first?"

"Fortunately."

Ruan Yue shook her head.

Feeling like a mess.

She lay sideways into the quilt, curled up slightly to sleep, and the phone resting on the bed suddenly rang.

Fu Zhixing sent her a WeChat and asked her: [Listen to Cheng Xiao that you have a fever, how is it feeling now? 】

The author has something to say: there is one more thing later.