She really didn’t remember this. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have posted that photo in her moments to provoke Feng Jia. She suddenly remembered this and asked, “So, you can’t see my moments?”
Feng Jia didn’t say anything. He turned off the screen and put her phone back on the table.
Gu Chu was still looking at him, thinking that something was wrong. How did he know that she had blocked him?
When the two of them were in a cold war, he was secretly paying attention to her Wechat moments?
The corners of Gu Chu’s mouth curled up. “You saw my post, right? How did you see it? Did you use someone else’s phone?”
Feng Jia did not say anything. His entire face turned cold again. He put on an indifferent face, and his body exuded an air of nobility.
Gu Chu immediately laughed out loud. “No way. You didn’t actually borrow someone else’s phone to monitor me, right?”
What a good fellow.
So CEO Feng had such a humble time.
Gu Chu was not easily humored, but when she thought of Feng Jia’s behavior, she immediately rolled on the bed. “Hahaha, why are you so cute!”
Feng Jia’s expression did not change. He stood up and said to her, “I’ll get the nurse to refill your drip.”
Gu Chu was not willing to let him go. She grabbed his arm. “Don’t go, Feng Jia. Tell me more. Whose phone did you borrow? Was it Susan’s?”
Feng Jia shook off her hand and walked out of the ward.
Gu Chu could not help but laugh. She changed his nickname back to “Feng Jia.”
On the other hand, the atmosphere in the cafeteria was a little strange.
Mr. Gu lost his appetite after two mouthfuls. He said to Pei Xin, “You have to take care of her during the surgery.”
“Don’t worry.” Although Pei Xin often bullied her, he still knew how to behave in serious situations.
He saw that Mr. Gu’s breakfast was fried rice that looked dry. He didn’t know why Feng Jia would buy such breakfast, so he got up and took a disposable paper cup and poured a glass of water for Mr. Gu.
“I didn’t expect you to come. I thought my aunt would.”
After all, Gu Chu’s blood type was probably closer to her mother’s.
Mr. Gu said, “Your cousin, Gu Wan, hurt her leg a while ago. Your aunt is at home taking care of her and can’t get away for the time being. It doesn’t matter which one of us came.”
It doesn’t matter?
Pei Xin turned around and saw that there was no one around, so he asked in a hushed voice, “Then do you know Gu Chu’s blood type?”
Mr. Gu was stunned at first, then he sighed slowly, “Yes.”
“You have O blood type. There’s something wrong with Gu Chu’s blood type…”
Mr. Gu interrupted him, “No matter what blood type Gu Chu has, she’s still the daughter of the Gu family.”
Pei Xin was stunned.
Mr. Gu’s attitude was firm, “We have kept this from Gu Chu for so many years, and we will continue to keep it a secret. No matter what, Gu Chu is still the daughter of the Gu family, so Pei Xin, don’t say anything.”
Pei Xin was also the kind of person who liked to see the world in chaos. When he saw Mr. Gu’s firm attitude, he understood, “Alright, I won’t say anything about this.”
Mr. Gu remembered when Gu Chu was three years old. She was lying obediently in the crib with her fingers in her mouth and her big eyes wide open. Suddenly, he had mixed emotions. He subconsciously picked up the glass of water that Pei Xin had just poured for him.
The water was very hot. Mr. Gu was caught off guard and was scalded. Pei Xin was shocked and quickly took a tissue to wipe his mouth. “Are you okay?”
Mr. Gu simply said that he was fine and ran to the bathroom.
Pei Xin looked at his back and thought that it was almost time to go to work. He walked out of the cafeteria and happened to see Feng Jia in the corridor talking to the nurse about Gu Chu’s condition.
No one would have thought that Feng Jia would stay in the hospital and took care of Gu Chu for more than half a month.
Pei Xin put his hands into his pockets and suddenly thought that if Gu Chu was no longer the daughter of the Gu family, then her marriage with Feng Jia would be annulled, right?
After all, the Feng family was going to marry the daughter of the Gu family.
That would be such a pity.
Gu Chu’s surgery was scheduled for ten in the morning. She changed into her scrubs, lay on the operating table, and was pushed into the operating room.
She saw Pei Xin adjusting the equipment in front of her. He wore a mask and asked, “Are you nervous, Gu Yi?”
“Ha.” Gu Chu rolled her eyes. “When you lie on this bed, you’ll know.”
Seeing a nurse holding two blood bags, she asked, “What is my blood type?”