Zhong Ziang flung open the open door. Due to excessive force, he hit the wall and made a clang sound.
"I'll see if she's there -" eh!
Zhong Ziang was stunned.
Not because Jiang Fuyue is here, but
"Uncle? Why are you...?" are you there?
At this time, Wan xiutong and Liu Bowen, who were one step behind, found that they had found the right place. They were happy and didn't care about anything. They ran happily to Jiang Fuyue.
"Jiang Jiang! We came to see you!"
Liu Bowen put down the heavy fruit basket in his hand and nodded: "Wan xiutong was worried when he heard that you were in hospital. He had to look at it in person to rest assured."
Jiang Fuyue didn't expect that she would really come: "it's all right. Why are you still..."
Wan xiutong didn't speak, but looked at her blinking, good and pathetic.
How can we continue now?
Of course, pat her on the head: "thank you."
Jiang Fuyue's movements are light and slow, and her tone is soft and soft.
Wan xiutong's cheeks were red, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and two small pear vortices opened on his face.
Oh! Sister Yue killed me!
Xie Dingyuan looked strangely at the interaction between the two girls.
However, there was another person, whose expression was even more strange. The doubt could not be closed completely and was about to come out of his eyes.
Zhong Ziang looked at Xie Dingyuan and Jiang Fuyue, and then his eyes flashed over the dishes on the small table.
Both in terms of appearance and taste, he is very familiar. 99.9% of him must be made by Liu ma.
Therefore, the "young girl" who can let my uncle personally deliver food to the hospital is Jiang Fuyue?!
When did their relationship get so good?
My uncle doesn't hate Jiang Fuyue. At ordinary times, he doesn't even approach her. His nose is not his nose and his eyes are not his eyes. Do you work hard to persuade him not to provoke him?
Why now
He got into trouble himself?!
Zhong Ziang couldn't guess, so he chose to ask directly, "uncle, why are you here?"
"Send rice."
"Jiang Fuyue is sick. Why do you want to send rice..." he whispered, "I want to send it..."
The second half of the sentence he spoke was light and fast. No one could hear it except himself.
Xie Dingyuan raised his eyes: "she is a member of the research team."
"Research group?" Zhong Ziang reacted for a long time and suddenly looked at Jiang Fuyue. "Why do you ask the school for a month's leave?"
"Otherwise?"
Zhong Ziang scratched his head. "Can you understand what my uncle did?"
Is it already so good?
Before he caught up, the other party was about to finish the whole race. This feeling is really unspeakable.
Zhong Ziang kept silent and half frowned. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Xie Dingyuan urged her, "eat quickly."
"... oh."
After eating, Xie Dingyuan left with a heat preservation bucket and Zhong Ziang.
Jiang Fuyue: "the doctor said he could leave the hospital tomorrow morning. I want to go home and go to the laboratory the day after tomorrow."
"Yes," he nodded. "You were going faster than them."
Zhong Ziang then reacted, dada ran over and rubbed in front of the hospital bed: "xiaoyueyue, are you in pain? Are you really all right? Do you want to rest for another two days?"
Xiaoyueyue?
Xie Dingyuan's eyebrows jumped.
Jiang Fuyue was about to speak when suddenly——
"Let's go, Zhong Ziang!" Xie Dingyuan stood not far away, calling coldly.
"Wait a minute, uncle, I haven't... no, why are you dragging me? I'm so big, can you save me some face?"
"The hair hasn't grown up. What face do you want?"
"I've grown up! Don't delay. I'll go by myself... Say two more words, just two... That sentence is always complete? Half a sentence! There can't be less..."
The two nephews dragged away from the ward, and the voice gradually disappeared in the corridor.
Wan xiutong swallowed her saliva and suddenly felt that Zhong Ziang was so pathetic.
Liu Bowen closed his mouth and asked calmly, "sister Yue, do you want a fruit after dinner? I'll cut it for you."
……
But Zhong Ziang got into the car reluctantly and looked out of the window.
My uncle is so tired!
But despite his anger to the explosion, Xie Dingyuan ignored it all the way.
Like looking outside?
OK, take your time.
Puffy cheeks?
Then drum it up. A good man should be a frog.
Zhong Ziang: "
Am I fucking lonely?
Back to Yutian Washington, my nephews came in one after another.
Liu Ma greeted her with a smile, but found that the atmosphere was a little wrong and immediately quietly Mimi.
Silently poured water for the nieces and uncles, put it on the tea table, and then returned to the room wisely.
"Uncle, what do you mean?"
Xie Dingyuan had put down his coat. At the moment, he was unbuttoning his cufflinks, smelling the speech, and slowly raised his eyes: "what do you want to say?"
"Why don't you let me talk to Jiang Fuyue? You know I like her."
"Like it?"
"That's right!" Zhong Zi raised his head and was confident.
"What do you like about her? Seventeen or eighteen years old? A mess of scores? Or the upcoming college entrance examination?"
"I..."
Xie Dingyuan: "you can't even manage yourself well. How do you like others? I don't think Jiang Fuyue has any intention of puppy love. You'd better die as soon as possible! Don't make it too ugly. It's hard to end."
I don't know whether this is beating Zhong Ziang or warning myself.