Mr. Gu knelt down and begged me to forgive him

It's not just a matter of time, he doesn't have much money in his hand.

This serious illness had already cost most of his few savings.Now he can't go to work, he doesn't have much money left, and he has to maintain normal living expenses.

Even if she married Gu Juan, Wen Qingmian was unwilling to spend the money Gu Juan gave her. This was probably the last point of Wen Qingmian's stubbornness.

Jiang Liu knew that Wen Qingmian couldn't be stopped, and she didn't plan to spend too much time talking, saying: "You should pay attention to the problem of infection, and don't miss the medicine. If you have any questions, you can call me."

He turned around and went to the desk to take a note with a string of numbers written on it.

"This is my private call. As your attending physician, it is still necessary for me to understand the patient's prognosis."

There is absolutely no need for Jiang Liu to do this. Although the doctors are benevolent, it is too meticulous.

The initial acceptance of this patient was entirely due to the urgent situation, the spleen was ruptured and bleeding, and the amount of bleeding was extremely large.In the later contact process, Jiang Liu unconsciously put him in his heart.

Wen Qingmian nodded heavily, her heart was full of emotion, "Thank you."

It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon when I finished the formalities, took the newly prescribed medicine, and took the taxi.

Wen Qingmian dragged her exhausted body back home, and when she was about to make something to eat, she opened the door, only to find a figure sitting in the living room.

"Ah Juan?" Wen Qingmian called out these two words in disbelief.

Gu Juan turned his head, looked at Wen Qingmian and nodded slightly, "Yes."

It's no wonder that Wen Qingmian was shocked, it's not without reason that Gu Juan is seen as rigid in the eyes of others.

I usually live a two-point and one-line lifestyle, at work and at home.

If there is a little accident, it is when I am on a business trip, but that is also a two-point and one-line life.companies, hotels.

But today Wen Qingmian saw Gu Juan at home during working hours, can he not be shocked?

"Where have you been?" Gu Juan looked at Wen Qingmian and asked again.

With the materials and a large package of medicine in hand, Wen Qingmian was not easy to lie, so he said directly: "I went to the hospital in the morning."

Gu Juan's eyes were indifferent, and he asked again: "Oh, are you okay?"

Wen Qingmian shook his head, he was still thinking in his heart, if Ah Juan asked more, deeper questions, he would not be able to hide anything.

But the problem of being tired doesn't stop there.

Sometimes it's really not that he's being hypocritical, playing tantrums and waiting for Gu Juan to discover the problem himself.

Once and twice.

Gu Juan always acted as if he didn't care. After so many years of marriage, if Gu Juan asked one more question, it would be impossible for their relationship to remain so shallow.

Just saying he deserved it himself.

"Have you had lunch?" Wen Qingmian asked again.

Gu Juan shook his head, with a rare expression of helplessness: "I didn't even eat breakfast."

Wen Qingmian frowned slightly, and said, "I don't feel well today and don't want to cook, can we just eat something?"

Gu Juan nodded, "Okay."

The wound on the abdomen has just been medicated, and there is a little pain, but the pain is not severe.

Wen Qingmian resisted and made some wontons, and made a simple pot of soup with shrimp skin and seaweed.

Two bowls of seafood wontons, although a little simpler, smell good and taste good.

He had just finished changing the medicine and had no appetite, so he gave Gu Juan half of his bowl.

During the time he was busy in the kitchen, Gu Juan's eyes followed Wen Qingmian's figure closely.

The eyes were dark, making it hard to see the expression inside.

He is struggling!

The wontons were served, and the two sat facing each other.Gu Juan was really hungry, so he ate without saying a word.

And Wen Qingmian stirred the spoon, the dense mist blurred his vision, Wen Qingmian asked that sentence: "Did the company's matter be resolved last night?"

After swallowing a wonton, Gu Juan put down the spoon and collided with the wall of the bowl. There was a crisp sound, his eyes narrowed, and he asked, "Why are you asking this?"