[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

Shu Boheng ignored him every day, Chen Jianbin said that he was used to it, and he resignedly picked up the bottles and cans aside.

"By the way, have you contacted the hospital yet? Don't procrastinate every day, it depends on how foolish your Zhuang Xiaoling is."

"..." Shu Boheng paused, and then said, "Didn't I say it before, wait until this matter is over."

"Heng," Chen Jianbin put down the things at hand, turned around and looked at him seriously, "I'm telling you the truth, don't do things that you will regret in the future, if you have any problems, check and treat them as soon as possible."

"What are you hinting at me?"

"..." Shu Boheng was too clever to continue the conversation today.

"Anyway, that's all I've said. Think about it for yourself."

Shu Boheng didn't intend to let him go like this, "What did you mean by that sentence just now? What's wrong? It's the stomach?"

Chen Jianbin didn't dare to look at him, and muttered: "If you continue to torment like this, won't it be a matter of time? Don't forget how your grandpa..."

"..." With Chen Jianbin's reminder, Shu Boheng also thought of the elder who had passed away for a long time.If the head of the Shu family hadn't died at the age of 50 when he was in his prime, the burden of the Shu family would not have fallen on the eldest son who "does not love the country but only loves art".

Shu Zhenting couldn't bear this burden at all.Behind his wanton squandering and running away, Shu Boheng's life of suffering was laid.

And the cause of death of Mr. Shu was stomach cancer.

Originally, it was only the first stage of the malignant tumor that was detected. It is very likely that the timely resection operation can be controlled or even cured, but in the end it was delayed by the heavy work.

Seeing that Shu Boheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Chen Jianbin thought that he was afraid, so he was busy thinking of something to comfort him, "Don't think too much, this is just my unfounded worry. After all, I am not your doctor in charge. Understand the situation. But if you really don't take him seriously, maybe..."

"..." After a while, Shu Boheng said, "I see."

At this moment, Zhuang Ling moved uncomfortably, "Heng..."

Shu Boheng's hand was still on his warm face, he paused, "I'm here."

Then he was about to take it away, but with his eyes closed, Zhuang Ling instinctively grasped his hand tightly, not letting him leave.

Shu Boheng had no choice but to let him go.

Chen Jianbin was caught off guard and was forcefully stuffed with a mouthful of dog food. He couldn't bear to force the atmosphere between them, "Do you want to be so tired?"

Zhuang Ling only felt that this warm hand was very comfortable to touch, but gradually he was not satisfied with simply holding it in the palm, and slowly pulled it to stick it to his face.Perhaps stimulated by the sudden coldness, Zhuang Ling's chaotic brain suddenly woke up, and he suddenly opened his eyes, "Heng, you're awake!"

Then a carp straightened up and sat up straight, and almost fell down because of dizziness. Fortunately, Shu Boheng next to him helped him in time.But because of inertia, Zhuang Ling fell directly into his arms, probably accidentally pressing on his abdomen, causing Shu Boheng to groan.

Zhuang Ling was so frightened that even the last trace of confusion in his mind was driven away, he sat up quickly, "What's wrong? Where is it pressed?"

Shu Boheng supported him in displeasure to prevent him from moving, "What are you moving? He's back to blood."

It was only then that Zhuang Ling noticed what was stuck on the back of his hand, "Why did I hang the hanging bottle?"

Chen Jianbin finally found a sense of existence, "You have a fever and you don't know it?"

"Probably... you know. Why am I on the bed? The mask... is the mask right?"

"Wearing a mask, do you want to suffocate yourself?"

"That won't work, it will be contagious." Sitting on the bed, Zhuang Ling said seriously, even a little silly.

Shu Boheng couldn't help stretching out his hand to stroke his hair, he couldn't help thinking, could it be that he has been a prisoner for painting all this time?Give each other a chance, isn't it great?I thought so too at the beginning, didn't I?

But what he didn't expect was that this very natural action of his would completely frighten people in the end.I saw that Zhuang Ling was stunned, standing upright in a daze, not daring to turn his head, the expression on his face was full of disbelief, and after a few seconds, it switched to a look of nostalgia.

"Ah Heng..." he murmured.

"Ok?"

"I remember... our first meeting was not at the gate of your company, nor at school, but at... the orphanage..."

Shu Boheng unconsciously shook his hand, "And then?"

"Then...then I can't remember. Ah Heng, I want to confess something to you." Zhuang Ling still didn't dare to turn around.

"……What's up?"

"Some time ago, I asked someone...to investigate you." Zhuang Ling said the last three words with difficulty, because he felt sensitively that if he didn't say it now, they might be separated forever.

Shu Boheng's eyes suddenly darkened, but he didn't say anything. He was waiting for Zhuang Ling to continue.If it was normal, his restless stomach would have come out to make a fuss, but this time, for some reason, his heart was unprecedentedly peaceful.

"Because, I want to know the truth about the death of my parents. Ah... Ah Heng! I don't doubt you! I just... I... I..." The more anxious Zhuang Ling became, the more speechless she became.

"Okay, I see."

Zhuang Ling seemed to hear a sigh, and he couldn't help becoming more nervous, "Heng, I..."

"Zhuang Ling, the first time you attracted me was the stubbornness in your eyes, but why have you become like this now?" He reached out to touch the corners of his eyes, wiping away the tears that inadvertently overflowed, "It's mine. Wrong, it still didn’t give you enough sense of security.”

"Heng, am I dreaming? Is it because I am sick that you are so gentle to me?"

"..." Shu Boheng's face darkened again when he heard this. What does this person mean, that he was never gentle with him before?

Zhuang Ling has already practiced the ability to observe words and emotions in these days, and at this moment, seeing Shu Boheng's face, he knew that something bad happened to him again, so he immediately thought of making amends in time, but who knows, before he opened his mouth, Shu Boheng took the lead "Then you're willing to stay by my side because I'm sick?"

"Of course not!" After Zhuang Ling shouted this sentence without thinking, Shu Boheng's expression turned pale.

"That's it. I'm a little tired, lie down with me." After Shu Boheng finished speaking, he wanted to lie down again on his own.

Seeing this, Zhuang Ling hurried over to help him, but he was still on his IV drip. With such a tug, he almost turned over the shelf again, and the blood immediately flowed back to the tube, which was shocking.