rose in his heart

Chapter 23

For the rest of the time, he stayed quietly in front of Xingzhu's hospital bed, like a loyal guard.In the eyes of others, it may be more like a handsome and considerate boyfriend.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock midnight that Chu Jin came out of Xing Zhu's ward to get some air.

The roof of the hospital was locked for many practical and tragic reasons, and he climbed over the railing through the side door.

The cold wind blew the dense smoke into the air, Chu Jin squinted his eyes, and his black hair swayed in the shape of the wind in front of his eyes, scattered in front of his eyes.

His slender figure was leaning against the railing of the roof, his hands were hanging loosely on the bluestone slab, his back relaxed, and he bent slightly, feeling the cold temperature.

Right now, there are sporadic lights of thousands of houses, but behind him is pitch black, like an abyss in the depths of hell.

Chu Jin just looked at it like this, looked at everything in front of him, until the scarlet fire on his fingertips burned to the deepest point, he realized the pain, and then crushed out the cigarette butt.

He looked down at the place where his finger was burned, and suddenly found that this was the place where Xing Zhu had just scratched him.

The man tugged his lips unobtrusively, and sporadic warmth appeared in his black eyes that were as cold as day.

And soon, it became pitch black again.

Chu Jin picked up his phone and found that there were seven or eight missed calls on it, all of which were the phone number he had hung up on before.

There is no note on the mobile phone number, like a stranger.

After a few seconds, Chu Jin raised his head and pressed the cold mobile phone screen to his ear.

The dial rang in the ear for a few seconds, and was quickly connected.

What came oncoming was a low and angry middle-aged man's voice, "Chu Jin, I've called you so many times, are you blind or deaf, or are you deliberately not answering my calls? You Do you still pay attention to my uncle?!"

Chu Jin seemed to be accustomed to such a deafening voice, and he replied without emotion, "I didn't see it, what's wrong?"

"What's your attitude? Do you think that you can become the king of the Chu family by making a plan to take away part of my shares?"

Chu Jin's eyes overflowed with cold sarcasm, "How dare you."

"You'd better not dare," the man on the other end of the phone snorted coldly, "I called you because your brother will come back tomorrow, so you can spare some time to come back for a meal, catch wind of your brother, bring some gifts or something Yes, my son always likes elegant things, don't bring back vulgar ones, understand?"

"What is elegance?" Chu Jin raised his eyes, and the sarcasm seemed to have turned into silent sternness.

He gave a faint chuckle, which was full of coldness, "Why, you mean, I need to give him the elegant Mu Luan again like I did three years ago?"

A few seconds after he finished speaking, there was a thunderous roar from the person on the phone next to his ear.

Chu Jin moved the phone away from his ear, and stretched his arms to the farthest side.

He looked down at the blurred lights in front of him, with a calm expression.

His uncle is too impatient. Those dirty things were done by his family. How could he be so anxious once he pierced the hypocritical and gorgeous appearance and exposed the dross inside?

Aren't they all doing things by themselves? Is there anything they dare not face?

After waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to finish, he put the phone back on his ear.

"Okay, I'll go back tomorrow."

Before Chu Jin hung up the phone, he heard a string of not-so-elegant swear words from the person over there.

"Mu Luan is a cousin, and you are not a good person. Give your own woman to your younger brother, and let him be criticized by others. Only you, an unsupported thing, can do such a thing!"

Chu Jin put the phone back with his downcast eyes without any waves, and his thin cold lips almost pursed into a line.

The moment he raised his eyes again, he suddenly saw the tallest building in the distance.

He narrowed his eyes.

It is quite like the most famous Eiffel Tower in Paris, France.

Chu Jin turned around and went down the rooftop.

The lights in the ward had been turned off, and he returned to the stool next to Xingzhu's bed, and leaned on it loosely.

He focused his eyes on Xing Zhu's face, and a few seconds later, he walked out of the ward and made a phone call.
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the next day.

early morning.

The early morning in the hospital is the most unquiet. Whether it is the doctors rounding the ward, the people running around to register, or the low wailing of the patients, they are all factors that make people unable to continue to sleep.

When Xing Zhu was awakened by the messy noise beside her ear, she opened her eyes to see the nurse changing her dressing.

Her mind went down for a moment, like a slight freeze when the computer was just turned on.

After a while, Xing Zhu passed everything in front of him and judged that he was in the hospital.

After changing the medicine, the nurse happened to meet Xing Zhu's silent gaze. She thought that Xing Zhu didn't know why she came to the single room from the general public ward, so she explained, "It's your boyfriend who changed the room in the middle of the night. , because all the VIPs are fully occupied, so I will arrange for you to stay in an ordinary single room first."

Xing Zhu stared straight at the nurse in front of him, and spent a few seconds thinking about who Schrödinger's 'boyfriend' was.

Combined with the vague memory of last night, after confirming that it was Chu Jin, Xing Zhu had a sense of reality of entering today's living state.

She tried to get up, but as soon as she got up half of her body, she felt a twisting pain because of the slight force in her abdomen.

She fell back on the hospital bed, and the nurse hurried forward to help her, "Miss Xing Zhu, you have acute gastroenteritis, and the inflammation has not completely subsided, so you can't move around at will."

"Acute gastroenteritis?"

Xing Zhu remembered the experience in the emergency room last night, but the doctor didn't tell her what was wrong with her. She thought she had dysmenorrhea, and told the doctor that she should be on her period.

Turns out it wasn't... but acute gastroenteritis.

Xing Zhu let the nurse help her to lie on the bed again, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

The nurse raised her head of the bed a little before she smiled, "These are what we should do, I don't think I did it as carefully as your boyfriend, I want to improve my professionalism, I'm afraid I have to Look for him to learn from."

Xing Zhu knew that the nurse was joking, and probably wanted to make her feel better. After all, hurting her stomach would directly lead to depression.

Xing Zhu smiled sympathetically, and asked by the way, "Really? Did he serve me well yesterday? I seem to be in shock and fell asleep, so I can't remember."

(End of this chapter)