Chapter 1039

When he saw the message from rose, Fu Tingyuan had just finished a bowl of millet porridge with few grains of rice.

He suffered from stomach trouble because of his high-intensity work. After two days of continuous use of painkillers to suppress the pain, his unbearable stomach and intestines finally gave him a look. He spat a lot of blood in the office, scaring rose, who came in to deliver the paper, and was sent to the hospital.

After gastroscopy, the doctor warned him that if he still wanted this stomach, he had better stay in hospital for half a month to recuperate.

Acute gastric bleeding and the stimulation of painkillers, he can only drink millet porridge for most of the month.

Think about it, I feel that life can't be loved.

After reading the message from rose, Fu Tingyuan put his mobile phone on the bedside table, pulled the quilt and lay on the bed and began to sleep.

So when Luonan first came in, he saw Fu Tingyuan's pale lips and his obviously thin face lying on the bed.

Her heart felt as if she had been gently pinched by a hand, a little distressed and flustered. She walked cautiously and stood by looking at Fu Tingyuan's haggard appearance.

He was pitiful and haggard.

Such a handsome and outstanding man, once fell down, become sick and weak, enough to make people heartache.

Rose looked at Ronan standing beside the bed with a heartache. She gave a slight smile, and then came to the very attentive way: "boss may have just finished taking medicine and went to bed. She didn't see the text message. I'll call for you."

"No Ronan quickly stopped her action. "I'll just wait here."

"Then your ticket for the afternoon may be in vain."

“……” Ronan initially pursed her lips, looked at the man's pale face, and whispered, "I'll be ok if I leave in a few days."

"That's good." Rose smiles. "I'm out. I've got something to do. There is something to eat in the fridge. You can eat something when you are bored. "

Ronan nodded his head at the beginning

Luo Nan Chu stood by the bed and looked at him for a while. He was a little thirsty. He turned to the refrigerator and poured a glass of water. He lowered his head and took a drink. When he turned around, he saw Fu Tingyuan slowly open his eyes.

When he saw her, he seemed stunned and did not speak.

Ronan put the water down in a hurry, went to look at him and asked carefully, "is there something wrong?"

Fu Tingyuan pushed aside the quilt and sat up from the bed. His expression was a little tired and tired, and his tone was very light: "how did you come?"

"Rose said you were ill. I came to see you." Ronan first saw his thin, pointed chin and bit his lips. Finally, he couldn't help asking, "how did you make yourself like this?"

"I'm too tired to work." Fu Tingyuan calm way, "did not eat on time, gastric ulcer a little stomach bleeding just."

Ronan looked at his face at the beginning of the usual expression, a little angry, complaining: "how old are you, you do not eat well, but also make yourself stomach bleeding?"

"It's just that I'm a bit busy at work this time." He explained to her.

Luonan was still a little unhappy. He read him in pieces over there. Fu Tingyuan sat on the bed and listened to her complaints honestly. He looked very good.

Luo Nan had finished, picked up his water cup and drank a sip of water. He sat there silently and listened to her count for about ten minutes. His skin was already white, and now he was white and transparent. Sitting there in his sick clothes was a kind of sick, clear and meaningful beauty, with a different flavor.

Luonan first looked at him and thought it was too sinful for him to return YY to a patient. He bowed his head and poured water.