Chapter 303

"Don't take your body seriously. How old are you? You're still in your prime. You're still young girl Wu Yang. Don't be so pessimistic. At most, you have high blood pressure."

Fu Yu'an said that he coughed. It was not just a simple cough or two. It seemed that he wanted to cough up his heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney. After coughing, he comforted Jiang Wangshu. "It doesn't matter. I know my body well. I can last a few more years."

Jiang Wangshu's tears whirled in his eyes, "can you stop talking nonsense, young man? If I look at you, you just stay up late. There are so many news about staying up late and sudden death that you haven't seen. You say that you have everything now and you don't lack money. Why do you work so hard? "

"Yes, I have everything, but without you." He looked at the dusk very much, that hurt spring sad autumn argument, that tone, just like the next moment really can't, "go home is empty, oneself a person, it's better to stay in the company, a busy can't think so much."

Jiang Wangshu listened to him and felt that he was a sinner. It seemed that it was because of her that Fu Yu'an became like this. He felt that he could not bear it. He had a sense of responsibility for him. On impulse, he promised him, "I'll go to see a doctor with you at the weekend."

Fu Yu'an's eyes brightened, and then refused her, "are you not afraid that your mother will find you come to me and stay with me?"

"It's pathetic to see a doctor alone. I just accompany you to see a doctor, but we are not together."

He pretended to come up, and did not let her come, "or forget it, I'm afraid you came, I would not let you go, your mother does not agree, you can't be with me, or don't give me this kind of fantasy, lest I taste sweet, you push me back again, that I can't stand."

But women, even if they are not mothers, are always flooded with maternal love under the stimulation from time to time.

Fu Yu'an is so sad now. She is lonely and decadent. She is in a low mood. From the stubble around his lips, we can see that he hasn't lived so well recently. If things go on like this, his health will really collapse.

But what he said was not unreasonable. They contacted each other too often. Sometimes they even gave her the illusion that they were not separated but separated. This feeling was really dangerous.

When she thought about it carefully, she felt that her practice was really inappropriate, so she gave up, "then you remember to go to the hospital, you are not a 9-to-5 office worker, even if you are busy, you have to find time to see a doctor."

Fu Yu'an just wanted to show her affection. She thought she would run over regardless. But she gave up. Now she's playing.

"I remember. Let's talk about it when we have time."

She did not insist, he also pretended not to care about the sigh, "it's late, you have a rest early."

Jiang Wangshu chased him and asked, "are you going back to drink again?"

"It's not over yet."

"Then... You drink less."

"It's hard to say. I don't count."

"If you can't drink it, you'll say you're not feeling well. I've never seen you feel sick and keep pouring wine."

He laughed, across the screen to do a rub head action, "OK, people are not big, worry about a lot of things, fast sleep, I have the discretion."

She couldn't help muttering, "if you don't go to see a doctor, I don't think you have any discretion."

"I haven't seen you for a while. Your ability to talk back has improved a lot."

He took out the tone of preaching to a child to talk to her. Jiang Wangshu didn't like him to talk to her in this tone. He muttered, "you're not my brother-in-law again" and hung up in a hurry.

The last sentence was not very loud, but Fu Yu an heard it clearly. When he hung up, he just laughed and scolded, "sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"

To deal with Yu'an's bad health, after that video conversation, it was like it was engraved in Jiang Wangshu's mind. Every time she thought about his decadent and lost appearance that night, she would tremble in her heart, and then hold tight.

By the end of the week, she was worried. She told Jiang's mother that she would go to the head office for a meeting. On Saturday morning, she got on the bus to Juncheng.

The earliest bus she took was at six in the morning, and it was exactly eight in Juncheng.

Fu Yu'an didn't go to bed until three o'clock in the morning. When he woke up, it was almost half past eight. He used to get up to listen to the morning news. When the news was half over, there was a phone call coming in. He opened it and saw that it was Jiang Wangshu. He put aside the toothbrush that had just squeezed the toothpaste and connected the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, are you at work or at home?"

He was stunned and said, "at home."

"That's just right. I'm downstairs. Don't have breakfast. Hurry down and I'll accompany you to the hospital."

It took Fu an about a minute to digest the news and confirm two things. One is that Jiang Wangshu did make the call, and the other is that she is downstairs.

All of a sudden, he didn't seem to be able to speak. After a long pause, he said, "I just got up. You can come up first.""I won't go up. I'm in the convenience store downstairs. You can see me when you come out."

She said and hung up the phone, do not know why the heart thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thu.

Fu Yu'an stares at the black screen mobile phone for a long time. He comes back to wash his face and brush his teeth. Before shaving, he looks at himself in the mirror and saves for a week. It seems that he really means to be a middle-aged slovenly man who is depressed and frustrated. Finally, he decides not to shave.

He doesn't have to be so formal when he doesn't go to work. His clothes are the same color as the decoration of his home. When he was young, he liked to wear some bright colors. Now he hardly considers other colors except black, white and gray.

Before, Jiang Wangshu's clothes were hanging here, colorful and pleasing to the eye. After she moved away, it was like he was painted back in black and white again.

He was wearing a pair of nine point casual pants, black, with a white T-shirt on it. He changed his suit. He was not used to wearing it, but he always felt that it was almost something. He rummaged through the boxes to find out a master's hat. When he went out, he wore a pair of white board shoes. This suit seemed to have nothing to choose from except his head It's a tick.

Jiang Wangshu has never been waiting for a person for such a long time, especially a man. He doesn't need to make up. Even if he just gets up, it's too long.

She made a bucket of instant noodles. After eating it, she looked at the time. It was 9:30 and was planning to call him again to urge him. As soon as she looked up, she saw a familiar person coming from a distance. At first, she didn't care. Later, she took a close look. Well, I'm sure she was right.