expired love

Chapter 59

PetroChina was issued in November this year. At that time, it was highly speculated by major financial newspapers. PetroChina was listed on the A-share market, with the highest price reaching 11 yuan that day. The next day, it jumped short and opened lower. PetroChina's cut in half was also a sign that the A-share market turned from bullish. The bear's last straw.Until now, it is still falling continuously.

I am embarrassed to tell Han Yucheng that PetroChina will continue to fall.

Accompanying patients for infusions is quite boring, and since we have nothing in common with Han Yucheng, sitting around is not a good idea. Fortunately, I brought a magazine with me in my backpack, so I can pass the time.

He waited until Han Yucheng finished the infusion and asked the doctor. The doctor said that there would be no more infusion tonight and he could go back to rest.Come again tomorrow morning for infusion, eat some easy-to-digest food, and avoid anything spicy or hard.

Then we packed up and returned to Han's house.

Han Yucheng's stomach pain was gone, but he still had little strength to walk. The driver and I helped him get into the car. In order to make it easier for him to rest, I was originally going to sit in the passenger seat, but he insisted on stuffing me into the back seat. Forget it, patient Because I was too embarrassed, I had no choice but to obey him and sit in the back seat with him.

Back at Han's house, Mr. Han was sitting in the living room waiting. When he saw Han Yucheng, he asked a few questions with concern, then scolded him: "You deserve it. You brought this on yourself. You raised a big child at such a young age." You have a lot of bad problems, irregular work and rest, and don't eat on time. I'll see if you can still show off in the future. Take me as a lesson, and you will go to the hospital every six months to check your health. Tiantian, help me keep an eye on him in the future. "

I felt like I was shot even while lying down, but the old man was so angry that it was hard to refute him, so he nodded in agreement.

The next day, with Mr. Han's expectation, I accompanied Han Yucheng to the hospital for infusion.

The service in the private hospital is good. The Han family has a driver and a cook. I used my attentive side as a woman to take care of his diet. I asked Aunt Zhang to cook nutritious meals for patients, and then asked the driver to take me to the hospital to deliver meals to him. Just urge him to eat, help keep an eye on the infusion bag, and call the nurse to change the dressing in time. It's nothing too serious.

In fact, drivers can also do these jobs. However, in order to express my commitment to the old man and to be worthy of the 8 million yuan unconditional gift of property, I still insist on delivering meals to Han Yucheng every day and staying in the ward for a while.

Han Yucheng was really busy. On the second morning after he was hospitalized, his assistant and secretary also came to the hospital to report official business to him. Each of them had piles of documents that needed to be reviewed and signed.

I brought porridge from the Han family and entered the ward. Han Yucheng had already reviewed half of the documents. I couldn't help but said, "You are so sick and you still have to work. What is more important, your health or your work?"

A man and a woman in the ward turned to look at me, and one of them explained: "These documents must be signed by President Han himself. We can't make the decision."

I also know that work is sometimes more important than health, especially at this critical juncture. If you are not careful, everything will be lost and you will slip into a situation of no disaster.It's not that unusual for Han Yucheng to work while sick.

I put the thermos box on the small cabinet and said, "It's time to eat. Let's eat first and then work. It's not half as good as this."

As expected, Han Yucheng put down the documents and sent the two of them away. Because he was undergoing an infusion and couldn't get out of bed to eat, I had to put the small long table prepared by the hospital on the bed, scoop out the porridge, and handed the spoon to him.Today he used his right hand for infusion, and took two spoons of porridge with his left hand, but he couldn't put it into his mouth. He even got some on his clothes, and then looked at me with innocent and pitiful eyes.I felt soft-hearted, so I took the spoon and bowl and sat by the bed to feed him myself.

He took two bites and refused to eat any more, saying it tasted bad, a little sour, and tasted weird.

I said: "With the addition of blue buckwheat leaves, this is very effective in nourishing the stomach. In order to find this, I specially asked Brother Ang to take me to Aunt Zhang's hometown to bring back a few plants. I planted them in your yard along the way. Blue buckwheat Porridge cooked with leaves is very good for nourishing the stomach. I have also eaten it, and it is not that bad."

"It's really delicious. If you don't believe me, try it."

I took a bite dubiously and glared at him: "It's a little sour, but it tastes bad. You have such a serious stomach problem and you are still so picky about food. You are not allowed to be picky, you must eat." I took the spoon and fed it into his mouth roughly. He threatened, "If you don't eat, I'll force-feed you."

He said: "I am a patient, and you are still cruel to me."

"What about the sick? A sick person should act like a sick person. Open your mouth and eat quickly. It's cold and it will get cold in a while. Eat it while it's hot."

Under my threat, I finally finished the porridge. I took out the steamed buns that Aunt Zhang had steamed herself, tore them into pieces, mixed them with the porridge, and fed him together.

"Porridge and steamed buns are great for nourishing the stomach. If it's summer, you can eat some bitter mustard stew, which is also particularly nourishing for the stomach. It's a pity that you are sick at the wrong time. There is no bitter mustard now, so you can only eat blue buckwheat."

"Aunt Zhang is from Jiazhou, but you actually went so far away. Just to bring back a few blue buckwheat plants to make porridge for me."

I said, "Korean Angkor also went together, and it only took more than two hours on the highway. Don't be too moved, I did it for Grandpa Han's sake." The liquid in the infusion bag was almost finished, so I went to call the nurse. Come and change the dressing.After staying in the ward for a while, people came to him one after another.

I didn't understand anything about business, and I wasn't interested in hearing about it. I just sat in the corner, opened my notebook, and focused on my own business.

It’s the end of the year, and many merchants are conducting promotional activities, and I am no exception. I briefly talked with Cui Xiaoli, who has been promoted to store manager and operator, and formulated a series of promotional activities.While chatting with Xiaoli on Wangwang, while looking at the infusion bag, she occasionally came into contact with Han Yucheng's gaze. His eyes were soft and the corners of his lips were smiling.

I thought proudly in my heart: Firstly, I am taking care of you so carefully, secondly, I feel pity for you, secondly, I am doing it for the old man to see, and thirdly, it is also a gamble.You were so excessive to me before, and now I am complaining about virtue. It is so noble and great. If you continue to be ungrateful, it will be unjust.

(End of this chapter)