The two of them looked intimate, but said nothing, and their atmosphere became increasingly awkward.
Wen Zhan's face was calm, but his heart was also filled with turmoil.
When he arrived, Mu Wanqing was still standing at the corner.
Just when he was wondering what the woman was standing there for, he vaguely heard the sound of the eldest aunt talking to the third aunt, and then he saw the woman rushing out like an arrow, fighting one against two to clear her name.
He was shocked.
Normally when the two of them get along, this woman can't say a single kind word. In the past few days, she and him have been separated from each other.
They didn't sleep together, and when he got up to go to work in the morning, she wasn't awake yet, so the two couldn't see each other in the past few days.
But he never expected that her relationship with him was so tense, yet when she heard someone slandering her, she would rush out desperately.
The eldest aunt and the third aunt were the elders in the family. She dared to fight back and argued with reason, which really opened his eyes.
Sure enough, being gentle and kind is just her protective color. The real her in her bones is far more amazing than this pleasant protective color.
When the two of them approached the ward in silence, Wen Zhan still couldn't hold it back and was the first to break the awkwardness: "Do you know that if I didn't show up in time just now, you would probably get slapped?"
"Huh?" The woman was startled by the sudden voice and suddenly looked back at him.
Seeing that his eyes were calm and his face was gentle, and the two of them were still close to each other, she could even smell the refreshing cologne on the man's body - the mental construction she had just done collapsed in an instant, and her cheeks instantly turned red.
"I... I'll just take it. They are elders and I can't fight back. Just don't knock over the soup in my bucket." Mu Wanqing avoided his gaze and responded with an indifferent attitude.
Soup?
Wen Zhan looked at the thermos bucket in her hand and was dumbfounded by this answer.
Her brain circuit is really different.
Suddenly wanting to have more communication with her, the man smiled and asked, "How do you know they are slandering me? To be honest, grandpa does favor me, so they are dissatisfied."
"It's grandpa's fault that you are partial to you, and it's not your fault. Your first cousin is in politics and has a bright future. Your second cousin has ambitions all over the world, but he's not in the company. It's obvious that reality is in front of you, and you are forced to go to jail, but they are If you insist on saying that you got it by means of means, no one will listen."
Mu Wanqing lowered her voice and mumbled.
Wen Zhan listened and didn't know how to evaluate her.
I always thought she was just silly and sweet, but I didn't expect that she silently saw many things clearly.
He's quite a bit wise and foolish.
He curled his lips and smiled inexplicably, wanting to compliment her, but as soon as the idea came to him, he felt it was too weird.
In their relationship, it would be better for each of them to abide by their duties and not go beyond their limits.
The ward door opened and Wen Zhan looked over to the hospital bed, "Grandpa, we are here."
Mr. Wen was awake, and the nurse was massaging his legs and feet.
Seeing that the young couple came together, the old man showed joy on his face and asked with a smile: "Why are we still together? You didn't go to work today?"
Wen Zhan walked over, took off his suit jacket and put it aside. He rolled up his sleeves and took over the work of the nurse. He continued to massage his grandfather's legs and feet and said, "I went to work today. Qingqing said that I made soup at home and will bring it to you at noon. I I just asked about the time to join her."
Mu Wanqing: "..."
His ability to lie is really...in one word, amazing!
She was complaining in her heart, and she had to put on a smile on her face.
"Grandpa, this soup is very good. Drink it while it's hot."
"Okay, I'll drink it now..." Grandpa moved and wanted to sit up. Wen Zhan immediately stepped forward to help him and put a pillow behind the old man.
"Give me the soup." He reached out to take the soup from his wife and sat down beside the hospital bed.
He does it all with such skill that it doesn't look like he's faking it at all.
Mu Wanqing handed him the soup bowl, thinking to herself that even if this man was absolutely bad, he at least had the advantage of being filial.
Grandpa asked: "Have you had lunch?"
"have eaten."
"without……"
Mu Wanqing and Wen Zhan answered at the same time, but their answers were exactly opposite.
The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at his grandson: "You haven't eaten yet?"
"I just came from the company and haven't had time yet." Wen Zhan replied and continued to feed the old man soup.
Grandpa immediately raised his hand and shook it off, "Okay, don't stay here with me, go and eat quickly. Xiaoqing, stay with him. After dinner, let him take you home before going to work."
Obviously, the old man never misses any opportunity to bring them together.
"No hurry, we'll wait for you to finish the soup..." Wen Zhan said.
"No, no, go quickly. I have doctors, nurses and caregivers here. Which one is more useful than you? What can you do here? Spend more time with Xiaoqing and the children when you have time. Don't miss them. growing up."
The old man kept chasing people away, and Wen Zhan had no choice but to look at the woman, "Then... let's go first."
Mu Wanqing nodded, "Grandpa, please finish your soup and take a rest. If you want to eat, ask the nurse to call me and I will bring it over tomorrow."
"Okay, don't worry, don't worry about me."
The two turned and left.
When the ward door closed, the old man who was in good condition on the bed suddenly looked painful and couldn't swallow the soup in his mouth.
Seeing his reaction, the nurse immediately understood, put down the soup bowl and picked up the trash can.
"Pfft--" The old man fell down and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The nurse was frightened and wanted to call a doctor, but the old man held his arm down.
"Don't... don't alert the doctor... wait for them, go, go away..." The old man reluctantly said this, and he lay weakly on the bedside, breathing hard.
In the elevator, Wen Zhan looked at the numbers on the screen going down and suddenly said coldly: "Grandpa must be feeling very uncomfortable now."
Mu Wanqing was confused by the meaningless words. She turned around and raised her eyebrows at him: "What do you mean?"
Wen Zhan's face fell, his brows were filled with gloom, and his tone was heavy and low: "The old man rushed us away in a hurry, not because I didn't eat, but because he couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't want us to see him being tortured by illness. , can only urge us to leave quickly."
It turned out that Wen Zhan had already understood the old man's thoughts and respected his actions.
Grandpa doesn't want them to know, so he pretends not to know.
"What?" Mu Wanqing was confused. She paused for two seconds before asking, "You mean grandpa's condition is very serious? But didn't you say two days ago that... his condition was stable and he could be discharged from the hospital in a few more days?"
"Cancer is not so easy to stabilize. Once it relapses, the condition will be out of control. The doctor said that the cancer cells have metastasized. The old man has been strong all his life and does not want to lose his dignity in front of others, so he endures the pain no matter what."
Mu Wanqing was stunned, as if a basin of cold water had been poured down on her, and she didn't know how to respond.
The elevator door opened, and when she reached the first floor, she watched Wen Zhan walk out first, and then she regained her composure and hurriedly followed.
"So how long can grandpa survive now? Is there really no way to save him?"
