Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Chapter 665 Flattered

Seeing this, Ji Mujue quickly walked over, ignored Yan Rong's resistance, grabbed her wrist, and shouted, "Mom!"

Hearing his voice, Yan Rong was stunned for a moment, and then immediately frowned: "What are you doing here? I can take care of my own daily life, by the way, and these nurses, there is no need for such a big battle, I can I can run and jump, just go to the bathroom, is it necessary to make so many people look at me!"

Hearing this, Ji Mujue sighed helplessly, Yan Rong's nerves have become more sensitive since the vision problem was eliminated, so there are so many servants coming and going in and out of the old house, and she has never seen her jumping and kicking people away, But now it seems that even if someone reaches out to help her, it will irritate her, Ji Mujue understands that she is eager to regain her confidence in her future life.

Therefore, although irritable, Ji Mujue still told himself to be patient, and said softly: "I know you can do it yourself, but your incision has not healed yet, so it is always good for more people to take care of you, just It is to prevent me from worrying, can you stop being brave."

Hearing this, Yan Rong's complexion got better now, she blinked her out-of-focus eyes, then slowly loosened her brows, and also relaxed the tense muscles all over her body, and said in a low voice: "Okay then... ..."

Seeing this, Ji Mujue gave the nurse standing beside him a look, and immediately walked over to the two of them, supporting Yan Rong from left to right, and walked slowly to the bathroom in the inner room.

Ji Mujue looked at the back of Yan Rong who disappeared into the room, his brows were tightly frowned but there was no sign of relaxation. Apart from Yan Rong's physical symptoms, what worries him even more is his psychological condition. It seems that he is looking for a doctor to treat her eyes. It is already urgent.

Thinking of this, Ji Mujue took out his mobile phone a little irritably, and dialed his assistant's number while walking outside.

In the past few days, Ji Mujue only came to the company to deal with some urgent matters and left in a hurry, so Song Xi, who is an assistant, suffered a lot. When he received the call, he was engrossed in a pile of documents.

After frantically picking up the phone, Song Xi hurriedly asked, "Dong Ji, what's the matter with calling so late?"

Ji Mujue didn't go around in circles with him, and asked bluntly: "I asked you to contact ophthalmologists at home and abroad, has there been any progress?"

Hearing this, Song Xi hurriedly put down the document in his hand, opened his memo, confirmed it before replying: "I have already contacted, a group of experts will fly in this Sunday, and I have arranged for them to go to the hospital that afternoon to report to the old man. People cured their eyes."

Hearing his reply, Ji Mujue's expression softened slightly: "Okay, I see."

After finishing speaking, he put down the phone, pinched the center of his brows wearily, and let out a long sigh.

Shang Zhuyi was probably really tired during this time, she fell asleep since dinner last night, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already noon the next day, and she was rubbing her hungry and empty stomach Ministry, deeply doubts, if it is not because of hunger, she may sleep until tomorrow is unknown.

Just when she was so hungry that she wanted to gnaw off a piece of the bed board, a faint scent of rice porridge wafted in. She immediately followed the scent and raised her head, and saw Ji Mujue holding a food box, with a tender smile on his lips. Smiling, looking at her dotingly.

"Are you hungry?" Ji Mujue walked to her hospital bed with a smile.

As he said that, he opened the food box, and the scent that seemed to have disappeared just now came to his nostrils. Shang Zhuyi felt his stomach was getting more hungry, and his eyes were uncontrollably attracted by the hot porridge in the food box.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue knew that Shang Zhuyi's appetite had almost recovered, so he brought out the hot porridge and delicate side dishes from the food box, and placed them one by one on the desk next to her hospital bed: "You After sleeping for so long, I must be starving, so let’s eat while it’s hot.”

After getting the approval, Shang Zhuyi immediately sat up straight, reached out to take the chopsticks and spoon from Ji Mujue's hand, and finally couldn't help moving his index finger, and started the journey of filling his stomach.

Shang Zhuyi felt that she had never eaten such a satisfying meal in her life. Although it was just a simple porridge and side dish, it was exquisite and delicious. Moreover, she had just recovered from her illness and her appetite had just begun to recover. She may not be used to it, but such light but tasty food is just what she likes.

Shang Zhuyi let out a satisfied sigh after eating and drinking, leaned towards the head of the bed with a satisfied expression, looked at Ji Mujue with a smile, and said narrowly: "The service is good, thank you!"

Hearing this, a doting and helpless smile flashed in Ji Mujue's eyes, but he lowered his eyes slightly in cooperation, and said softly, "Thank you for your grace."

This time Shang Zhuyi was completely laughed out loud, she covered her stomach that was a little full from eating, and laughed into a ball.

Seeing this, the light in Ji Mujue's eyes became softer, he walked up to Shang Zhuyi, smiled helplessly, and then pretended to be angry like teaching a child and said: "Lie down honestly, be careful not to touch the needle of the infusion set. "

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to wrap around Shang Zhuyi's wrist with some anxiety.

Shang Zhuyi's wrists were bound, and his whole person immediately calmed down. Although there was still a smile in the corner of his mouth that hadn't had time to dissipate, he finally rolled around with laughter.

After calming down for a while, Shang Zhuyi finally laid down obediently as she said. Ji Mujue stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for her, and then remembered the doctor's order. After the clothes were poured with warm water, he handed them to her in a single thought: "Take the medicine."

Shang Zhuyi obediently stretched out his hand to take it, but when he thought of the bitter taste of these pills, he couldn't help frowning and showing some resistance.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue crossed his arms and looked at her condescendingly: "What? You want me to take out a piece of candy like coaxing a child before you are willing to eat it?"

Being laughed at, Shang Zhuyi glared at Ji Mujue with some annoyance, but fell into his aggressive trick, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, swallowed all the medicine in his hand, then gulped down a mouthful of water, with difficulty Take the medicine down.

Shang Zhuyi frowned, exhaled bitterly, his eyes were slightly flushed, if Yizhu was here, he would definitely laugh at her for not liking to take medicine like himself.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue stretched out his hand and patted Shang Zhuyi's back with some distress, and then, like a magic trick, he found a piece of colorful candy from nowhere, peeled off the candy wrapper, and handed it to Shang Zhuyi's mouth .

Shang Zhuyi smelled the sweet aroma lingering from the tip of her nose, subconsciously looked sideways, and saw a pink candy sticking to the corner of her mouth, her heart moved slightly, she turned her head sideways, and put the candy in her mouth , then raised his head and smiled at Ji Mujue: "It's so sweet."

When she was talking, she looked at Ji Mujue with scorching eyes, she had no other distractions, and she didn't know whether she was talking about the sweetness of candy or the sweetness of the man in front of her.

Director Ji, who was always at the negotiating table, now unexpectedly saw Shang Zhuyi's fiery eyes, his eyebrows twitched, and the roots of his ears felt slightly warm.

At this moment, an untimely phone ringing broke the sweet atmosphere in the surrounding air, Shang Zhuyi quickly turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and found that his mobile phone was ringing in the cabinet.

She reached out to pick up the phone, but found that it was the landline number of her apartment, so she quickly picked it up: "Hello?"

The nanny's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ma'am, you haven't come back these few days. Miss is clamoring to see you. I really can't coax you. What do you think should I do?"

Hearing this, Shang Zhuyi thought of his daughter who was left in the apartment, and suddenly felt guilty, and raised his eyes to look at Ji Mujue.

The room was very quiet, so Ji Mujue heard the nanny's voice on the phone without hindrance, and he suggested to Shang Zhuyi softly: "Let her send the child back to the old house, and stay with Yizhu. If you have someone to accompany you, you probably won’t make any trouble to see your parents again for the time being.”

Shang Zhuyi nodded in agreement, and relayed Ji Mujue's suggestion to the nanny without thinking too much.

The nanny, who was already flustered by Yixian's crying, nodded immediately when she heard this; "Okay, I'll take the young lady back to the old house right now."

After finishing speaking, the nanny hung up the phone, but Shang Zhuyi couldn't sit still anymore, she sat up; "No, I'm still worried, I want to go back and see the children."

Hearing this, Ji Mujue didn't stop her, he just reached out and pressed her shoulder, turned around and picked up the coat for her, and put it on for her intimately; "Wait a while, I'll drive the car out and call you before Come down, your illness has just started to improve, it is better to be less exposed to the wind."

Although Shang Zhuyi didn't want to bother Ji Mujue so much, she also knew that now was not the time for her to be brave, so Ji Mujue was worried, so she could only nod obediently.

Seeing this, Ji Mujue picked up the car keys, turned around and walked down.

Before long, Shang Zhuyi received a call from Ji Mujue, so she picked up her handbag and went downstairs.

Sitting in Ji Mujue's car, Shang Zhuyi tightened the clothes on her body. Although the high fever had subsided, she still couldn't help shivering when she was exposed to the wind.

Ji Mujue was keenly aware of her small movements, reached out and took off his suit jacket, raised his hand and threw it to Shang Zhuyi, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Put it on."

Shang Zhuyi pulled the suit that covered her hood off her head, and was about to refuse, but Ji Mujue didn't give her this chance, started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car at a high speed go out.

Shang Zhuyi had no choice but to put on the coat that was still stained with Ji Mujue's breath, and it really felt much warmer.

Ji Mujue drove the car into Ji's old house smoothly, Shang Zhuyi was concerned about the child, immediately jumped out of the car, and walked into the living room.

The nanny who took care of Yixian hadn't arrived yet, so Shang Zhuyi went to the nursery on the second floor.