She didn't know how she fell asleep later. When Shen Jianian woke up the next day, the people around him were already up. The light was on in the bathroom and he was washing in it.
There were two gentle knocks on the door of the ward.
Considering that Fu Jichen was not wearing clothes and it was inconvenient to see people, Shen Jia Nian carefully moved his injured leg, got off the bed, limped to the door with his slippers on, and opened the locked door.
The person outside was Song Fang, holding a silver-gray paper bag in his hand. He raised his eyes and saw Shen Jianian. He didn't show much surprise. He smiled and said, "Excuse me, these are Mr. Chen's clothes. Please give them to Miss Shen." Him, I'll wait for him in the car."
Shen Jianian took the paper bag in his hand.
"Why are you up?" Fu Jichen's voice came from the bathroom.
Shen Jianian closed the door, turned around and saw him frowning slightly, holding up the paper bag: "Your assistant came to give you clothes and said he would wait for you in the car."
There were no lights on in the ward, and the only light source came from the bathroom, which illuminated Shen Jia Nian's sleepy look. Fu Jichen walked up to her, took the paper bag and threw it on the sofa. He picked her up and put her on the hospital bed a few steps away: "It's still early, let's sleep for a while. Aunt Cheng will come from home to take care of you in the morning. Be good and don't Let me worry."
Shen Jia Nian was covered by the quilt and couldn't help but yawned, her voice a little blurry: "Can't I be discharged from the hospital today?"
"You still have to infuse two bottles of fluid in the morning. If you don't want to be hospitalized and let Aunt Cheng handle the discharge procedures for you after the fluid infusion." As he spoke, he took out a shirt from the paper bag and put it on.
The dark gray shirt made him look elegant and heroic.
He didn't shy away from it. He untied the bath towel from his waist in front of her, put on his trousers, fastened the black belt buckle, took his tie to the bathroom, and tied it in front of the mirror.
When he came out again, his temperament was completely different from before, with the sharp power of a superior person.
Shen Jia Nian was quite sleepy at first, but watching him take care of himself in an orderly manner, he gradually lost his sleepiness.
Fu Jichen finally put on his suit jacket and buttoned the front. He slightly raised his eyes to look at the hospital bed. Seeing her bright eyes, he asked with a smile: "Why don't you sleep?"
Shen Jia Nian suddenly felt a little embarrassed and avoided his gaze for a moment: "I won't sleep until you leave."
"Did I disturb you?" Fu Jichen went back to the bathroom and turned off the light, "I'll leave right away."
The only light source disappeared and the ward suddenly became dark. Shen Jia Nian could not see his figure clearly, but could hear his footsteps heading towards the bed.
Fu Jichen took the watch and mobile phone from the bedside table in the dark, turned on the screen, and it showed that it was just after six o'clock: "You can continue to sleep, I'm leaving."
The moment the screen turned on, Shen Jia Nian saw his face shrouded in dim light, his eyes languid, and she instinctively took hold of his hand hanging by her side.
Fu Jichen didn't see her movements clearly. He only felt his fingers being pulled by a touch of warmth. He was about to turn around and paused.
The phone screen went off and his vision went dark again. He moved closer and asked, "What's wrong?"
Shen Jianian didn't know what she was going to do if she caught him. At that moment, she just wanted to catch him. When he asked, she let go of her hand and said nonchalantly: "Be careful on the road."
"Um."
He responded, and then walked out of the ward. The light from the corridor leaked in the moment the door opened. The door was gently closed, and the ward returned to darkness.
There was silence all around, and Shen Jianian was lying flat on the hospital bed. The bed that was so crowded last night was now so spacious, even empty and a little cold.
She closed her eyes and fell asleep for a long time.
When the nurse came to check the ward, Shen Jia Nian woke up. Cheng Jin came in with the nurse. She looked over with concern and a warm smile: "Has the fever gone?"
She was really frightened yesterday. When she turned around, she saw Jia Nian falling down the six or seven steps of the stairs. She didn't stop until the last step. She couldn't move for a long time.
Fortunately, Qu Mo, who sent her back, didn't go far. He made a phone call and called him back to take her to the hospital.
It was Qu Mo who notified the husband. Hearing that he was still in a meeting at the time, he immediately announced the adjournment of the meeting and rushed over from the company.
"I feel fine." Shen Jianian sat up, with the pillow behind her back, and she leaned on it.
The nurse took her temperature and it was over 37 degrees, with a slight fever. She reminded her: "There are still two bottles of fluid to be transfused later, so try to have some breakfast."
Shen Jianian nodded and thanked her.
After the nurse left, Cheng Jin came over with a thermos bucket: "Sir, as ordered last night, I asked the chef to make a few more breakfast items today. If you are sick, you should eat more to supplement your nutrition. You have to eat even if you have no appetite."
Shen Jianian smiled and said yes, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. Cheng Jin was worried and helped her over.
*
At around ten o'clock in the morning, Cheng Jin went to go through the discharge procedures.
She only stayed for one day and there was nothing to pack. Shen Jianian changed into her own clothes and sat on the folded quilt to wait for her, her injured leg resting on the sheet.
The sun is out, and the sunlight shines in through the window, covering the body like a quilt, warm.
Shen Jia Nian squinted his eyes and basked in the sun for a while. Before Cheng Jin came, he stood up and walked out of the ward slowly.
The floor where the VIP ward is located is relatively quiet. Several medical staff passed by, leaving behind low voices of discussion: "The chairman of the Pei family is less than fifty this year, why did he suddenly have a stroke? Alas..."
"He has been hospitalized once before. His body has not recovered and he can't stand the stimulation."
Shen Jia Nian leaned his back against the wall and looked at the nurses walking away in confusion, making sure that he heard correctly. They were talking about Pei's chairman.
Looking at Beicheng, there can be several Pei clans.
The elevator reached this floor, the door opened, and a frail, tall, thin woman walked out, followed by a nanny.
Shen Jia Nian met Zhou Ruo's eyes unexpectedly. Thinking of the scene at the funeral yesterday, he subconsciously wanted to avoid her, but it was too late.
Zhou Ruo handed the inspection report to the nanny and walked straight towards her.
Shen Jianian looked at her. In just one day, she seemed to be a lot more haggard. The wrinkles on her face were piling up, the bags under her eyes were drooping, and there were blisters on the corners of her lips. After they broke, they formed a dark brown scab. As he got closer, he could see the red bloodshot eyes crisscrossing her eyes.
Her mental state is extremely poor, and she has no charm of a lady.
Shen Jia Nian opened his mouth, not knowing what to call her.
"Xiao Nian." It was Zhou Ruo who called her first, held her hand, his eyes lingered on her face, and lowered his posture, "It was Auntie's fault yesterday. Auntie shouldn't be angry with you."
Zhou Ruo couldn't help but blush as he said this: "I know that A'che's death has nothing to do with you. A'che is my son. He has been stubborn since he was a child. He never looks back on things he has determined. I am sorry for him." , I’m sorry for you too.”
Shen Jianian stiffened.
Rather than being scolded, she couldn't bear Zhou Ruo's humble confession to her.
"Auntie is very sorry about your parents, but I still have to explain that I did not know about it beforehand." Zhou Ruo knew that he shouldn't mention this to her. After hearing this, she might hate the Pei family even more and be unwilling to talk to her. " Pei Fengnan and I have been married for decades, and even if I don't know the whole story, I can still guess a little bit about it. Maybe it was not his original intention, whether you believe it or not."
Shen Jia Nian did not interrupt her, and was full of doubts in his heart. Why did this matter not be Pei Fengnan's original intention? Could it be that someone forced him to assassinate his friend?
Even if this is true, can he cause other people's families to be destroyed?
No matter what excuses you make, the tragedy has already occurred and nothing can be done to undo it.
"Facts have proved that no matter whether it is intentional or not, you will be punished for doing bad things." Zhou Ruo's eyes were sad, and he felt sad when he thought about his current situation. "He fainted once before and came back from the funeral yesterday. The person is no longer good, and there is no one else in the family to count on. This is all retribution."
She kept repeating the word "retribution" and her expression gradually became trance-like.
Shen Jia Nian never said a word from beginning to end.
After Zhou Ruoxu finished talking, his eyes were fixed on her face, and the strength of his hold on her hand tightened, and his voice was stained with a hint of pitiful pleading: "Xiao Nian, for the sake of how well my aunt has treated you in the past, please You tell Auntie whether Ache said anything before he died."
Shen Jia thought, this was the real reason why she stopped her.
However, before Pei Che decided to die, there was really no words left for her.
How could she bear to tell such a truth.
