C78 Hospital Addiction

She thought of how she had thrown herself into his arms yesterday, how she had pressed her face against his chest, heard his quick, steady heartbeat, the relief and contentment, the loss and despair that she might never find in another man in her life.

If she stayed any longer, she would only be able to leave because she was afraid that her emotions would leak out.

After waking up, she left the hospital on the same day, but Fu Yuan would still have to stay in bed for more than a month.

When she returned to the company, the manager was flustered. He asked her where she had been for the past two days, scolded her, and almost fired her in a fit of exasperation.

"I'm not out of work. I've been in the hospital for the past two days and I'm sick. I just got home yesterday afternoon, and my cell phone is out of battery. I never had the time to tell you."

Only after the manager finished cursing did he realize that her expression really wasn't too good. His tone had slowed down a bit, but he didn't say anything more.

Her colleagues had not seen her for two days. Seeing her return to the company with a pale face, they asked her a few questions out of concern. They did not ask her what had happened.

Jiang Wangshu felt that this was great. No one wanted to get to the bottom of this, so she didn't bother trying to find excuses to work in peace. She didn't think about anything else.

Fu Yuan was still lying in the hospital. She added another trip to the hospital every day, in addition to the one at two o'clock.

However, ever since the police had come, Fu Yuan's attitude towards her had changed. It was very strange, indescribable, becoming neither sad nor happy. It was also a bit awkward.

A few times they met Ji Lang. Ji Lang asked what had happened between them, and Jiang Wangshu said it was nothing. When they went to deliver his food, he ate a few bites and then put it down without looking at her, telling her not to come and see him if she was busy.

Jiang Wenshu was stunned. "I'm not busy."

"You want to stay home and get addicted to the hospital?"

She felt somewhat wronged, "I can't even come to see you?"

"What's so good about me? You'll be discharged in a few days. "

Perhaps it was to return the favor by saying nothing to him, hiding everything from him, alienating him, and now he was treating her the same way, torturing each other.

But Jiang Wangshu didn't stop me from visiting him because of what he said. She went to see him before work during the day, brought him breakfast, and then went back to work in the evening. She brought him dinner, which was unshakable and unstoppable.

Ji Lang praised her in front of Fu Yuan, who scoffed. "So this is what you call having a conscience?"

"If you don't call it conscience, then what's it called? Filial piety? "

"F * ck off." Fu Yu An extended his hand and asked him for a cigarette. "Give me one."

"You can't smoke. Before Little Ginger left, she specifically told me not to give you any cigarettes. Just give up on that."

"You'll listen to what she says?"

Ji Lang nodded, as if it was only right and proper, "Of course I will listen to what you have to say." He couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "You and Little Ginger, what's going on with you two?" "It feels weird. If she had come to see you every day before, you would have gone crazy with joy. Why are you showing off now?"

He had one arm on his head and the other over his stomach, and his fingers were drumming with the music on the television. "Which eye of yours saw me give her face?"

"I saw it with my two eyes."

"Heh." He focused on the program and stopped talking.

"I'm talking about you," Ji Lang turned off the TV and said, "You were pretty brave when you saved people, why do you look like you're a different person now? "The two of them are always acting weird, just following each other …" He held it in for a while before he finally managed to describe it. "It's like a young couple quarrelling."

Fu Yu An almost jumped out of bed.

Ji Lang continued to blabber on, "Sometimes I think, Little Ginger is someone who looks like she grew up. As for her, she has a stubborn temper, sometimes she pleases death, and when she marries someone in the future, she will definitely suffer. Instead of letting someone else get away with it, why not … "It would be better if you were to just marry her. After so many years, knowing the depth of things is still better than being a cheap outsider."

Fu Yuan stared blankly at him, then said, "I'm not crazy yet, but you're crazy first."

"Why am I crazy? Am I wrong? "Say, if you had gotten married to Wang Yu back then, we wouldn't have mentioned this anymore. You guys aren't even together, not even …" He paused for a moment before saying, "Why can't we be together? Don't you have any feelings for her? "

Fu Yu An closed his eyes and did not say anything.

"Elle told me everything about that day."

Fu Yu An still didn't react.

"He said that you drilled a tent with little Ginger, and you even held her hand."

He finally opened his eyes.

Ji Lang knew that although that brat Elle wasn't reliable, he never lied to his friends. Fu Yuan really did do it.

"Looks like it's true. Then I won't believe it. A lone man and a single woman, just a little …" "No reaction at all?"

"How should I react?"

Ji Lang was so anxious that his heart was trembling. "What did you say? Are you a man? You might as well go to the Shaolin Temple and start your career! "

He closed his eyes again.

He wasn't a man. If he wasn't a man, he wouldn't be outside smoking until she fell asleep.

If there really wasn't any reaction, then he should go to the hospital.

He clearly remembered that night when he had been searching for water to drink in the desert. His mouth was parched and his mouth was burning, and just as he was about to die of thirst, a large oasis appeared in front of him. A woman was standing by the river.

Ninety percent of the dreams were forgotten as soon as he woke up, but he still remembered them clearly. He remembered even more clearly as he slowly walked over, worshipping her like a holy land. Pious and resolute, he walked over, hugged her, and kissed her.

Breathing heavily, he opens his eyes abruptly. The white wall and white bed are in front of him, and under the bed …

"I'm very healthy, so you don't have to worry about me."

He propped himself up on the bed and sat down, "Is the company okay? No need to be busy? You come to me every day and all the advertisements have been discussed? "

"You think I'm willing to come? The employees are all concerned about their Boss Fu, but they can't visit each and every one of them for fear of disturbing your recovery, so they can only let me take over as the representative to express our condolences and wish you a speedy recovery. "

Fu Yu An's expression was unnatural. He turned around without looking at him, and his ears started to turn red as he began to chase people away. "It's time to look. You can leave now."

Ji Lang picked up his coat and looked back at him as he reached the door. It was strange to see him blushing.

"Are you okay?"

Fu Yuan grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, "Hurry up and leave!"

Ji Jun immediately closed the door and left the room. Coincidentally, he met Jiang Wenshu, who had just come to deliver his meal. He greeted him with a smile, "You're here?"

Jiang Wenshu nodded. "You're leaving?"

"Yeah, the company has business. You can go in, he's awake."

He was smiling a little maliciously.

Jiang Wenshu was perplexed, but he did not ask any further questions. He watched him leave before opening the door and entering.

There was a pillow on the floor in front of the door. She picked it up and asked, "Why is this on the floor?"

"I don't know."

Jiang Wenshu didn't ask any more questions. He took the pillow back to place on the bed and opened the thermal insulation box. "Eat your food."