MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 8

after an hour.

Anyang City Hospital Emergency Inpatient Department.

Xiao Ai brought a new stool and placed it beside the hospital bed, squatted and wiped it carefully, and stopped when the light could not see the ashes. She breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Mu Xueyi who was sleeping on the hospital bed, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

The hanging bottle on the infusion stand dripped down in an orderly manner, and the end of the coiled hose was wrapped in the needle on the back of Mu Xueyi's hand.

Because it was late at night, the slight chatter in the corridor outside was particularly evident.

Xiao Ai sneaked to the door, clinging to the door frame and looking out.

Zhou Zhenyue's slender figure stood under the corridor lights, the halo and shadow together described her cold facial features, and the black eyelashes seemed to be condensed with a layer of frost.

She was wearing a long gray coat, still wearing pajamas. The black silk pajamas wrapped her body snugly, and the porcelain-white skin was pressed under the black fabric, as if cold milk was silent in a pitch-black mug.

This woman, even in a lazy pajamas, has a terrifying aura that oppresses people's hearts.

Obviously, the doctor opposite her also felt this aura. The young doctor in his thirties was sweating all the time, and his glasses kept sliding down the bridge of his nose, but out of professionalism, he explained everything completely:

"The patient has acute pneumonia. She must have had a fever for a long time before. According to the blood test results, she should be in the process of treatment. However, she has not continued to take medicine or injections in recent days, so the fever has recurred. In fact, the problem is It's not big, as long as the treatment is not interrupted this time, it will be cured within half a month."

Zhou Zhenyue closed the medical record in her hand, handed it back to the doctor, and spit out two words: "Thank you."

"Oh, oh, then come to me if you have something to do, I... go first."

The doctor turned and left with the document in his hand.

When instructing the patient's condition, the woman opposite him stared at him with too deep eyes. He couldn't help but muttered in his heart, it wasn't that he caused the sickness of the life on the bed, the family members of the patient were going to eat him alive.

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her head, squeezed the jade ring on her finger, and whispered, "Xiao Ai."

Xiao Ai, who was picking up the door frame, was shocked, and immediately trotted all the way, and replied, "Yes, President Zhou."

Zhou Zhenyue didn't raise her eyes, she just asked, "Do you understand?"

Xiao Ai nodded: "Two days ago, Miss Er went to the city hospital for treatment. The medical records retrieved said that it was acute pneumonia caused by the intrusion of bacteria into the lungs without timely medical treatment."

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a while, and said, "She probably had a fever after the rain that day. Did she go to the hospital two days ago?"

Xiao Ai hummed weakly.

Zhou Zhenyue's eyes darkened a little.

"It's been dragging on for five days, no wonder it'll turn into pneumonia." The corners of her lips twitched slightly, as if smiling, "Mu Ruqing... She's really a good sister who can take care of her sister."

Seeing this, Xiao Ai shuddered.

Zhou Zhenyue is a person who has no emotions and anger. Usually, after she pronounces a name with such a smile, the owner of the name usually doesn't have a good end.

Zhou Zhenyue suddenly turned around and walked out, and Xiao Ai hurriedly followed: "Mr. Zhou, where are you going?"

She wiped the stool next to the hospital bed for her.

Zhou Zhenyue replied lukewarmly, "Go home and sleep."

Xiao Ai followed closely and asked: "Then, then you can leave now, what should I tell her when Miss Mu Er wakes up?"

Zhou Zhenyue stood still, her pupils slipped, and she glanced at Xiao Ai faintly.

"Have I... been here tonight?"

Xiao Ai understood, and hurriedly shook her head desperately. The frequency of shaking her head was so fast that she almost threw her eyeballs out.

Zhou Zhenyue paused, took out a card from the pocket of her pajamas, and handed it to Xiao Ai.

"If she needs anything, just swipe this card."

Xiao Ai took it over and asked eloquently, "After the money in this is finished, I'll ask you if you want the next one?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "This is a black card with no upper limit."

After she finished speaking, she crossed her arms and hugged her, slipping on her slippers and leaving unhurriedly.

Xiao Ai held the card and was stunned for a long time. After she came back to her senses, she clicked her tongue.

Ai.

In any case, it is really a happy thing to be President Zhou's girlfriend.

Before you know it, the sky is getting brighter.

After the infusion, Mu Xueyi's complexion recovered a lot, and she only woke up in the afternoon.

When she opened her eyes, Xiao Ai was sitting beside her bed peeling apples. The long peel was bent into a wavy line and hung down into the trash can. It was not broken from beginning to end. At first glance, she was a skilled apple peeler.

Seeing that Mu Xueyi was awake, Xiao Ai hurriedly put down the half-peeled apple and poured a glass of water first.

Mu Xueyi took it and smiled: "Thank you yesterday, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid I'd be a fool at home."

Xiao Ai couldn't help laughing when she heard that Mu Xueyi called the apartment where she and Zhou Zhenyue lived together "home".

"Hey, who told you that you are our President Zhou's girlfriend now, of course I have to pay attention."

Mu Xueyi lowered her eyes, and the smile on her lips became bitter: "Others don't know, but it's not that you don't know the truth. It's just a contract, it's all fake."

Xiao Ai picked up another apple peel and smiled silly: "I don't know what's true or not, I just know that you are President Zhou's girlfriend and the future young grandma of the Zhou family."

"So good at talking," Mu Xueyi chuckled, "No wonder I can wait so long beside your difficult-to-serve President Zhou."

Xiao Ai continued to pretend to be stupid: "what are you talking about, Mr. Zhou is very good to serve."

Mu Xueyi swallowed the apple in his mouth, smiled, and said a few words. After a while, she seemed to remember something, and suddenly stopped laughing, and was a little hesitant to speak.

"I..." She was silent for a moment, but she asked again, "I thought I heard you call her in the ambulance. Did she... come over later?"

Xiao Ai hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "No, no."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a familiar figure appearing at the door of the ward. She hurriedly put down the fruit knife and stood up and shouted, "Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Zhenyue was no longer as lazy as the pajamas and slippers she wore in the early morning. She was wearing a simple and capable shirt and trousers. She should have just come over from the company's meeting.

Mu Xueyi immediately sat up, looking forward to looking at Zhou Zhenyue.

Zhou Zhenyue walked to the side of the bed and sat on the stool that Xiao Ai let out, with no special emotions in her eyes: "I told my grandfather that you will go to see him after you are healed in two days. Stay in hospital for treatment."

Mu Xueyi nodded obediently: "Okay, I will listen to you."

A brief silence.

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her eyes, and her tone suddenly became much lighter: "...with such a serious illness, why didn't you reject the wine I gave you at the bar that day?"

Mu Xueyi smiled softly: "When you are angry, I always let you."

Xiao Ai blinked.

She didn't know if it was dizziness, but she saw that the tips of Zhou Zhenyue's ears had turned a little red.

It's really just a little bit, as light as the rays of light flashing across the calm lake.

"... Next time you don't have to do this." Zhou Zhenyue looked at the back of Mu Xueyi's hand with the retention needle indifferently, "I won't be moved because of you doing this, and I will only feel stupid if you use your health as a price to please. ."

Mu Xueyi wasn't angry either, just smiled: "I know, I've always been stupid, not as smart as you."

Zhou Zhenyue raised her eyes and turned to Mu Xueyi's eyes. After a while, she hummed:

"Indeed, not as smart as me."

When she said this, the hidden arrogance in her tone was like a cat wagging its tail in the dark night.

Mu Xueyi suddenly felt that Zhou Zhenyue was arrogant and cute at this time.

But then she blamed herself deeply.

Such a self-proclaimed smart person, it was not that he didn't see through his intention to steal documents back then, and foolishly gave all his feelings to himself as a liar.

The smartest people are often the least able to accept being fooled.

Zhou Zhenyue stood up, and Xiao Ai stood up reflexively, and asked, "Mr. Zhou, what do you need?"

Zhou Zhenyue motioned her to sit down: "I'll go to the convenience store downstairs to eat something, you don't have to follow me, I'll be back in half an hour."

Only then did Xiao Ai realize that Zhou Zhenyue probably hadn't eaten yet today.

Mu Xueyi opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say "I'll be with you", but she wilted again.

She seems to be a burden to Zhou Zhenyue now. Without Mu Shi's background, she was penniless, and her illness was not cured. No matter what the occasion, she was like a dragging oil bottle by her side.

The door to the ward was tightly shut.

Zhou Zhenyue walked towards the elevator unhurriedly.

But he didn't expect to turn around a corridor when he saw an unexpected visitor.

The doctor who explained her condition to her in the early morning was walking here with the medical records in between, while the woman beside him was chatting, with black hair, mature and gentle, and a pair of bookish gold-wire long-chain glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Shen Huaixing.

The doctor pointed in the direction of Mu Xueyi's ward: "...Well, it's over there."

Shen Huaixing thanked the doctor and turned around.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Zhou Zhenyue.

Shen Huaixing bowed his lips with a polite smile, and got closer: "Mr. Zhou also knows that Xueyi is sick?"

Zhou Zhenyue didn't speak, just looked at Shen Huaixing silently.

Shen Huaixing saw that she ignored him and didn't care, staggered and continued to walk towards Mu Xueyi's ward.

Just after taking two steps, she heard Zhou Zhenyue's unrelenting voice ringing in her ears:

"Does Professor Shen know that she is my ex-girlfriend?"

Shen Huaixing paused, his teeth clenched unconsciously.

She really didn't know that Zhou Zhenyue and Mu Xueyi had such a relationship. After all, at the bar that day, everyone showed that the two people were not familiar with each other.

But she was soon relieved.

Mu Xueyi has been graduating for so many years, she can't ask this child to keep his body like a jade.

"Then Mr. Zhou should also know that I was Xueyi's first love in college," Shen Huaixing turned his head and looked at Zhou Zhenyue, "I think, even if we regain the old relationship, there will be a first-come-first-arrival in Xueyi's heart. , are you right?"

Zhou Zhenyue looked at the ground expressionlessly and did not answer.

Seeing her silence, Shen Huaixing stopped talking, turned and walked towards the ward.

a long time.

Zhou Zhenyue slowly picked up her phone, opened Xiao Ai's dialog box, and sent her two messages.

【I will not go back. 】

[Tell her, don't wait for me. 】

After typing, his fingertips hovered over the screen and paused abruptly.

Is she being selfish?

... where would anyone be waiting for her.

The corners of her lips were half-curved, like a wry smile, she held down the second message for a long time and withdrew it, leaving only the sentence—

【I will not go back. 】