Zhang tezhu turns around and just wants to ask "President Han, what else do you want to tell me?" when he sees Han jingnian's face, he suddenly raises his hand in astonishment, points to Han jingnian's face, and stammers: "Han, Han, Han..."
He even "Han" several times, also didn't say a complete word, instead sitting at the desk of Han jingnian, aware of his face is not right, slightly frown frown, raised his hand to touch the bottom of the nose, the touch is wet, slippery and thick, then there is a drop of blood, along his fingertips heavily fell on the documents on the desk in front of him.
"Han, President Han, you, you, how do you have nosebleed!" Zhang Tezhi, who had come back from his astonishment, rushed to his desk, picked up a tissue box and handed it to him.
Han looked at the blood on the document for two seconds, then stretched out his hand and took two tissues to wipe his nose.
The paper towel was soaked in blood very quickly. Han jingnian changed one after another. Zhang te helped him to see that his nose was bleeding. He rushed into the bathroom, wet the towel with cold water, wring the towel out randomly, rushed back to Han jingnian, and put the cold towel on his forehead.
After about a minute, Han's nose blood stopped naturally.
Zhang te helped to clean up the bloody tissue on the table and opened his mouth to Han jingnian, who was going to the bathroom to wash his face and wash his hands: "Mr. Han, I'll call Dr. Xie and let him have a look."
After cleaning the blood stains on his face and hands, Han took years to return to Zhang's words: "no need."
"Let's take a look. You haven't been on a business trip or caught fire recently. You have nosebleeds for no reason. You can't tell where there is a problem. It's easy to solve the small problems earlier..." Zhang te helped him to talk endlessly: "so, I'd better let Dr. Xie come here. The medicine that Mrs. Xie took is almost finished. Let him bring it together. What do you think of this arrangement? President Han? "
Han jingnian's frown rose because he was too noisy, but he didn't refuse Zhang's words.
Zhang tezhu knew that Han jingnian had acquiesced, so he quickly picked up the seat on the desk and called Schelling.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang tezhu thought that when he just left Han jingnian's office, Han jingnian shouted at him. He seemed to have something to say, and then he said, "by the way, President Han, you just called me. Is there anything you want to say to me?"
Han jingnian's face was a little uneasy. He didn't open his mouth, but made a cold and proud "hum" voice.
"What's the matter, Mr. Han?"
After swallowing several saliva, Han cleared his throat and asked in a stiff voice, "I Is she very sorry? "
"Ah?" Zhang said with a blank face All over.
He knows that "she" in Han jingnian's words refers to his wife, but when this sentence is connected, he can't understand what it means.
"That's right," Han thought about his language for several years and quickly said, "do I owe her a lot?"
Zhang is still in a state of unknown.
Han jingnian saw that he didn't realize what he meant. He became a little angry. His voice mixed with a trace of anger: "I married her. There was no wedding ceremony, no wedding dress, and no wedding ring. Isn't it too much?"