Chapter 48： suffer

Chapter 48 Suffering

Shi Han went back to the hospital by car to have lunch with Mr. Shi, and when she walked to the door, she saw him looking at the documents through the glass on the ward door.

Although the old man is busy with work, he also knows that his body cannot support him.

As soon as he raised his head and stretched his neck, he saw Shi Han who was staring at him outside the door.

The two people looked at each other, and the old man felt a little bit in his heart.

I have to say that the part of Shi Han's face that resembles Shi Bei the most is his eyes. When he squints slightly to look at people, his awe-inspiring power cannot be underestimated.

Shihan immediately pushed the door open and came in, complaining angrily, "Last night I stayed up late to read the materials, and I still read the materials at noon today. I don't think you should be hospitalized, go back to the company and continue to work!"

"I didn't look at it, I didn't look at it, I just glanced at it twice..." The old man had a smirk on his face.

"Really?" Shi Han stretched out her hand to pick up the document in front of the old man to read, glanced at it and put it down, she asked: "The Shi family wants to cooperate with Mrs. Miffel."

Shi Bei worried: "Yes, but the competition is too great. There are many companies. It is too difficult for Shijia to stand out."

"It's not difficult." Shi Han threw away the plan given by the planning department, "Don't worry about this matter, I have a way to get Mrs. Miffel to cooperate with us."

"...???" Shi Bei seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, but in order to protect his granddaughter's self-esteem, he whispered: "The success rate of cooperating with Mrs. Miffel is very low, and our Shi family just followed suit. , it’s normal if we can’t cooperate.”

Shi Han snorted softly, "You don't believe me?"

“…believe, believe.”

I don’t believe it when I see it. Shi Han didn't have the heart to expose the old man, and instead said, "It's time to eat."

"it is good."

As soon as this topic was mentioned, Butler Song walked into the ward. He and Mr. Shi exchanged a glance with a strange expression.

After lunch, Shi Han went to the eighth floor in a strange manner. She looked around but couldn't find Lu Yan.

Not long after, she was lost and wanted to find a place to sit, when she turned her head and saw a man with his arms on his hands.

Lu Yan...?

Shi Han walked over quickly, until she stood in front of him, and he didn't notice her movements at all.

She lowered her body and saw that his face was pale, dry skin appeared on his mouth, and he was helpless.

"Lu Yan." Shi Han called him softly, and accidentally saw the bandage on his hand.

It was loose and loose, and the blood on it had turned black and red.

He doesn't seem to have changed his bandages.

Shi Han became anxious, and called again, "Lu Yan."

"Yeah." Lu Yan raised his head slightly, his eyes were loose, and he said hoarsely, "Shi Han."

"It's me." Shi Han replied, and put his hand on Lu Yan's forehead without any scruples, "You have a fever."

"No." Lu Yan pursed her lips, "I just feel a little cold."

"Nurse, nurse..."

Shi Han called the nurse on duty on the eighth floor, found a wheelchair and pushed Lu Yan down.

Lu Yan really had a fever, and Shi Han went through the hospitalization procedures for him.

Doctor: "The bandage hasn't been changed. It may be an infection and fever caused by too long time. It has been sterilized. You are his girlfriend. Remember to change the bandage on time."

Shi Han: "...I see."

Shi Han sat on the edge of the hospital bed, staring blankly at Lu Yan, seeing how dry his lips were, so he took a towel and dipped his lips in water.

Just as he was about to withdraw his right hand, Lu Yan held it firmly.

Lu Yan's knuckles are slender, her fingers are clean and distinct, and every part is like a work of art in a hand exhibition.

Shi Han's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her first reaction was to struggle away, but Lu Yan's grip was too tight, as if they were stuck together, and they couldn't be separated no matter what.

"Grandma." Lu Yan murmured, breathing hot.

Shihan seemed to be burned by the scorching heat, she felt her mind was in a mess, and she used a little more strength in her struggling movements.

Lu Yan frowned, he just grabbed his hand, he didn't expect Shi Han to reject him so much.

But he is a patient, and patients do everything unconsciously...

He murmured uncomfortably, "Uncomfortable..."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Shi Han couldn't care less about struggling for a moment, and put his left hand on Lu Yan's eyebrows and touched it again, still hot.

She pulled up Lu Yan's quilt.

Isn't it just a handshake? Anyway, it's not her who suffers.