We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 410 It’s all a small matter to him

The young nurse looked him up and down and pointed behind him. "Turn left in front and go to the right."

Zou Bingkang agreed and ran away, but he silently memorized the route here in his mind.

after an hour.

After Wen Zhixia and the other two finished their dinner and were about to pay the bill and leave, Fu Ruoshi suddenly said to her, "You haven't run into any outrageous people recently, have you?"

"No," Wen Zhixia shook her head, "Are you being too sensitive?"

Fu Ruoshi thought about it and felt that someone was following him from the burn department to the inpatient department.

"It's hard to say, but just be careful." He had no evidence, so he could only remind her, "Tell me if you feel something's wrong."

Wen Zhixia knew that his intuition was quite accurate, so she stopped questioning him and nodded, "Okay, I'll tell you if there's anything."

At this time, Fan Xiaolin finished the call and hurried in from outside, "Bao, I'm leaving first. Chen Zhuo has something to do."

"Oh, okay, go quickly then!" Wen Zhixia nodded, "Be careful, and contact me on WeChat."

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of a 4S store near CBD.

When Fan Xiaolin saw Chen Zhuo, he had just come out of the store. He looked a little tired, but when he saw her, a warm smile still flashed in his eyes.

"Is this your new job?" Fan Xiaolin pointed at the store, surprised. "Did you quit your previous job?"

Chen Zhuo shook his head and explained, "I'm still on probation with them for three months. I'm no longer working as a contract worker there, but I can still take odd jobs if they're available."

Fan Xiaolin sighed a little. The probation period at the 4S store did not pay much, and it was not certain that he would be converted to a regular employee. He made such a decision under the pressure of Xie Baoping's illness. It can be imagined that he was under great pressure.

But he never mentioned it from beginning to end.

"Don't worry," Chen Zhuo comforted her, seeing her worried expression. "My current savings are enough for me and my mom. Besides, the transportation industry I used to work in was too chaotic. I really want to change the environment and start over."

Although it was understandable that he did this, Fan Xiaolin still felt that the decision was too sudden.

"Is this what you asked me to do?" she asked.

Chen Zhuo shook his head, "Your parents came to see me this morning."

As he spoke, he took out a red envelope from his pocket and said, "I had already refused it, but your dad hid it in a bag of health supplements. I really don't want it. Give it back to them."

When Fan Xiaolin looked at the red envelope, she felt angry at first, and then inexplicably heartbroken.

I clearly told my parents that Chen Zhuo is introverted and has a strong sense of self-esteem, but they still insisted on poking at his sore spots.

"They," Fan Xiaolin said apologetically, "didn't they say anything about you and Auntie?"

Chen Zhuo could understand her apology very well. In his eyes, she had always been tough on the outside but gentle on the inside.

So he didn't want her to worry about him anymore.

"No, my uncle and aunt are very reasonable," Chen Zhuo said. "Don't be hard on them. They just want the best for you."

Then, Chen Zhuo repeated to Fan Xiaolin the general situation of Fan Yongcheng and Ye Hang coming to see him, but deliberately omitted the more serious words said by the two elders.

He was just stating the facts and didn't want to escalate the conflict.

"My mother said she plans to treat her condition conservatively," he said after explaining. "I've rented a house in the north of the city, and we'll move there tomorrow."

"North City?!" Fan Xiaolin was surprised. "Then your commute is at least four hours a day. You must be exhausted, right?"

Chen Zhuo looked at her worried expression, pulled her hand, and said seriously, "I used to run long distances for more than ten hours, so this is nothing. Besides, the CBD is close to the Broadcasting and Television Center, and I can see you every day."

The more he acted like this, the more uncomfortable Fan Xiaolin felt.

She knew that Chen Zhuo didn't want to cause any misunderstanding, so he explained the matter of her parents going to him.

But she could still imagine that Ye Hang and Fan Yongcheng's words would definitely affect Chen Zhuo.

"By the way, come with me!" Chen Zhuo saw that she was depressed and took her hand. "I have something to give you."

Before Fan Xiaolin could react, he grabbed her wrist and ran towards the parking lot.

Coming to his car, Chen Zhuo took out a beautifully wrapped paper bag from the trunk.

"for you."

The moment Fan Xiaolin took it, she smelled a refreshing fragrance from the package.

Iced sour plum soup.

The word popped into her mind and she hurriedly opened it.

"Bon Parfumeur 901!" Fan Xiaolin exclaimed the moment she opened the package, "Where did you buy this? This is a super unpopular product, how did you find it?!"

That night, while having a midnight snack at the snack street, Chen Zhuo remembered the aroma.

These two mornings, he first accompanied Xie Baoping to the hospital. After settling them in the hospital, he went to the counter in the mall to ask.

He didn't know much about perfume, so he could only search for a general idea online, and then go to the counter to ask one by one and get the description bit by bit.

Unexpectedly, his hard work paid off and he really found it.

Seeing her happy, Chen Zhuo smiled shyly, "As long as you like it, this scent suits you very well."

Looking at his sincere smile, Fan Xiaolin's heart softened.

Mingming was under so much pressure, the pressure of Xie Baoping's serious illness, the pressure of the girl's parents, and the pressure of his personal life, but not only did he never complain to himself, he was also trying hard to make himself happy.

"You, you are so annoying!" Tears were about to fall, and Fan Xiaolin quickly turned around to wipe them.

The moment she turned around, Chen Zhuo suddenly raised his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"I know that uncle and aunt still have doubts about me," he patted Fan Xiaolin's back gently, comforting her in a low voice, "but what they said is also what I want to say."

He paused, "Hyolin, I know the gap between you and me now."

"I'll try to keep up with you."

Perhaps because he had seen too much darkness and ugliness, Fan Xiao never had any illusions about human nature.

When she first met Chen Zhuo, she investigated him and suspected him in a playful manner. She also thought about using him as a tool and letting him be a bodyguard while she was doing undercover reporting.

In fact, he knew everything, but he had no complaints.

Until she really fell in love with him.

"Okay, stop talking," Fan Xiaolin wiped her tears and let go of him. "You've made up your mind, and I won't stop you. But I do have one request: don't take all the pressure on yourself. If you have any difficulties, tell me and I'll help you solve them."

"There's no pressure at all," Chen Zhuo smiled at her reassuringly, "Compared to life and death, it's nothing."

Fan Xiaolin paused.

He had lived a life of luxury for more than 20 years and although he had worked hard, he had never experienced the pain of Chen Zhuo, who lost his father at a young age, was abused by his stepfather, and then went to jail.

For him right now, these are indeed trivial matters.

Fan Xiaolin breathed a sigh of relief. After she had spoken out, she felt a little more relaxed.

"What are your plans for the future?" she asked.

Chen Zhuo said, "I've made appointments with several Chinese medicine experts these days. I plan to cast a wide net and ask around before deciding which one to go to."

Fan Xiaolin nodded and stopped giving unnecessary instructions. "Then come to me if you need anything."

The next morning.

Inpatient department of the affiliated hospital.

Wen Zhixia had just come to make her rounds when the young nurse who was on duty last night ran towards her.

"Sister Zhixia, there was an old man sneaking around the door of Zou Qing's ward last night."

Wen Zhixia was stunned. "Old man? What kind of old man?"

Just as the young nurse was about to describe the situation, the door of the ward opened and Qingqing came out.