Lose 100 million today

"I have a prejudgment about my own body." Chuzheng's tone was a little cold but also very determined: "Doctor Yu, don't worry."

Yu Jian was stunned for a moment. Did she say she had a prediction about her body?

At most, most people would say that they know what they are doing, that there will be no problems, and that they would not say such things.

Yu Jian probably knew that Chu Zheng couldn't be driven away. Her family didn't seem to be here, and the person who took care of her was a nanny, which probably wouldn't be of any use.

Yu Jian took a step back: "I'll ask the nurse to give you an extra bed. You wait for a while."

Chuzheng looked at the small escort bed and then at Yu Jian's bed, but she had no objection.

The nurse quickly rolled the bed over. When she was placing it, she kept looking at Chuzheng and almost rushed over to grab her and ask her what she had to do with Dr. Yu.

Yu Jian didn't look at Chu Zheng, but looked at the internal information. The nurse probably saw that his face was not good, and Chu Zheng looked as cold as ice, so he didn't dare to talk to him, so he quickly packed up and left the ward.

Chuzheng didn't say much, so she lay down and took out her mobile phone to play with it.

"It's time for you to sleep." Yu Jian put down the things in his hands at some point and looked at her sideways.

"It's still early."

Yu Jian stared at her.

Chuzheng turned over and faced away from him.

Yu Jian felt like he had a rebellious child at home. He leaned down to the ground and leaned over to take the phone out of her hand: "Since you want to be here, you have to listen to me."

"You're so annoying."

Yu Jian stepped back and sat on the edge: "Then you go home."

"No return."

If you want to trick me into going back, there is no way!

If you weren't my good guy, I would be here to suffer with you. The little thing has no conscience at all.

Chuzheng had a few thoughts in her mind, maybe she was angry, so she crossed her arms on her chest and tried to hug herself to calm down her anger.

Yu Jian glanced at the person with his back turned to her, then looked down at her phone. She had just opened a video APP and stayed on the homepage.

Yu Jian pointed to the historical records and scrolled down. They were all various TV series, all of which are currently popular or have been popular in the past.

The expressionless little girl actually likes to follow this kind of drama...

Yu Jian remembered a word on the Internet, and it was so cute.

He slid his fingers down, and the style of the painting changed when he reached it. It was something messy and unpopular, but professional.

There's even some historical stuff...

Yu Jian put his phone next to him, lay back and turned off the light without looking at anything.

-

Chu Zheng said she was taking care of him, but in fact she did nothing. The most she did was pour him a glass of water. The doctors and nurses from the surgery found Chu Zheng here and formed a group to watch him every day.

Someone discovered that she was the wealthy person who had donated a batch of equipment as posted in the hospital recently, and all kinds of rumors started circulating.

From time to time, Yu Jian receives ambiguous or gossipy looks from his colleagues.

Therefore, Yu Jian didn't want to stay in the hospital any longer. He was sure that he could be discharged and went through the discharge procedures immediately.

The hospital hired a doctor from other places and he could recuperate for a while.

Chu Zheng carried her things and sent Yu Jian back to the apartment.

Yu Jian didn’t want to, but he couldn’t refuse!

This little girl doesn't give people a chance to refuse at all. Just like that time about dinner, before you could figure out how to refuse, she had already arranged the car and was waiting for you to get in the car.

Yu Jian and Chu Zheng entered the apartment lobby, only to find that both elevators had maintenance notes posted on them.

There was an apartment manager watching next to him.

"There's something wrong with the elevator. I need to trouble you to go up the stairs."

Yu Jian frowned slightly: "Both elevators are out of order?"

The pipeline operator was also very worried: "Yeah, I don't know what's going on. It's still being inspected and it may not be fixed in a while."

Normally, it's okay to walk up the stairs, but since Yu Jian's legs can't exert too much force, climbing up the stairs seems a bit difficult.

Boss Chuzheng didn't consider his own hardware problems at all, and eagerly showed off his "boyfriend power": "Shall I carry you?"

Yu Jian's eyes twitched as he looked at her small body and took a deep breath: "I don't want to become a murderer."

Yu Jian used his crutches and walked towards the stairs.

Chuzheng looked at herself up and down, and in the end she could only curse in her heart.

This body is broken.

Yujian's apartment was on the sixteenth floor. He was physically inconvenient, so he walked to the fifteenth floor.

When he went upstairs, he used too much force on his legs, causing Yu Jian to feel pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He stepped on the first step, but maybe he didn't step on it firmly, and his body suddenly fell down.

Just when Yu Jian thought he was going to fall, someone from behind helped him.

His wrist was held by a warm hand, gently holding him steady.

Yu Jian immediately shook off Chu Zheng's hand and leaned against the wall to catch his breath. He was shocked to realize that he had moved too much and looked at Chu Zheng hesitantly.

The latter showed no unnecessary expression and asked him calmly: "Can I still leave?"

Yu Jian opened his lower lip and nodded without saying the last word.

She knew her own habits and always followed his, not having any physical contact with him.

Yu Jian doesn't understand this girl very much.

Obviously sometimes he acts so domineeringly that there is no room for negotiation, but sometimes small details always make people feel warm.

-

After entering the apartment, Yu Jian immediately went back to the bedroom. When he came out, he had already changed into a set of clothes.

Yu Jian poured her a glass of water and limped to check the food in the refrigerator.

"hungry?"

"Um."

"Then I'll do whatever I want."

Chuzheng looked at his legs.

Yu Jian seemed to know what she was thinking: "It's no problem to cook."

Maybe it was because he had been hospitalized for the past few days and didn't have much food at home. Yu Jian said it casually, and he really meant it casually, just a bowl of noodles.

After finishing the meal, Chuzheng threw the bowl into the dishwasher before Yu Jian could. His movements were rough and bold, as if what he was throwing was not a bowl but some kind of bomb.

Yu Jian listened to the sound and counted how many bowls he would have broken.

As a result, when Chu Zheng finished it, his bowls were still alive and well.

Yu Jian leaned against the table, wearing light-colored home clothes and the light from the crystal lamp, making the man's face look almost perfect.

Chuzheng walked over, her eyes met his, her steps paused slightly, and their eyes met silently.

Chuzheng approached him, and Yu Jian suddenly looked away, turned around, left the dining table, and returned to the living room.

Chuzheng rubbed her fingertips on her clothes and passed by as if nothing had happened.

Yu Jian saw that she had no intention of leaving: "You're not planning to live here, are you?"

"Can't?"

"Forget it the hospital, but... this is my home. It's not good for a man and a woman to be alone in a room." When Yu Jian said this, he didn't know why, but he spoke slowly, as if he was jumping out word by word.

"I do not mind."

"I mind."

Yu Jian said the last three words extremely seriously.

Chuzheng didn't stay in the end. She just went downstairs to buy him some things and brought them up to replenish his refrigerator.

Yu Jian looked at it and simply filled it in - there was a mess of everything.

"Call me if you need anything." Chuzheng paused and said, "Do you have my phone number?"

"Yes." Yu Jian sent Chu Zheng out: "Be careful on the road."