"Sir, take a look, is this okay?"
"Yu Zeyao."
The sudden three words made Jing Yu look up in confusion, "Hmm?"
He looked into her beautiful eyes, "My name."
Yu Zeyao.
Jing Yu nodded, "My name is Jing Yu."
His eyes darkened slightly, as if there was something else behind his words, "I know."
Jing Yu was stunned for a moment, then thought that Professor Luo had probably mentioned it to him, so he didn't take it seriously. He just said, "Mr. Yu, take a look. If it doesn't work, I'll try again."
Just as she finished her words, the car suddenly jolted heavily. She had been leaning to one side, and the jolting jolted her upside down, hitting her head heavily on the roof of the car. She lost her balance and fell towards the man in a panic.
She placed one hand on his sturdy shoulders and instinctively grabbed his tie with the other, steadying herself as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.
The man sat upright. When she threw herself at him, he instinctively hugged her waist. Under his fingertips, the girl's body was incredibly soft. There was a gentle fragrance on her body, with a hint of medicine. He never liked the smell of medicine, but at this moment he actually thought it smelled good.
"Sir, are you okay?" The driver in front turned his head.
"Why is it so bumpy?" Yu Zeyao asked. The person on his body probably hadn't reacted yet, and her hands were on his shoulders without moving. He didn't take his hands off her waist.
"I just hit a big rock, but it didn't have much impact." This is a mountain road, and it is indeed difficult to walk on.
"Drive slower." Yu Zeyao was not angry.
Jing Yu was not in a trance, he just felt so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. In just a short while, she bumped into him twice, and he almost suspected that he did it on purpose.
"I'm sorry." She apologized. Her fingers moved first, slowly moving away from his shoulder. She lowered her head to look at him, and met his deep and long eyes, her heart skipped a beat. Then she realized that she was still holding his tie, and felt even more sorry, "I wrinkled your tie."
"It's okay." Yu Zeyao glanced at her and asked, "Sit down?"
The man's voice is extremely pleasant and can easily bewitch people.
Jing Yu realized belatedly that his hand was still on her waist. She was embarrassed and pushed his hand away without leaving any trace, then sat down again. This time, she kept some distance.
She had just been hit on the head, but she didn't feel any pain at the moment. Instead, her head was numb, and her whole body was numb.
She tried to calm down, rubbing her head with her hands, pretending that nothing had happened. He didn't say anything else.
After a while, she said, "Mr. Yu, once we get into the city, I can just take a taxi. Just find a place to drop me off."
"Are you free every Friday afternoon?" Instead of responding to Jing Yu's question, he asked back.
Jingyu didn't know what he wanted to do, but answered truthfully: "I have afternoon and evening shifts on Fridays, and the hospital is very busy."
He nodded and didn't say anything else. I don't know why he asked this, but seeing that he didn't say anything, Jing Yu didn't ask any more questions.
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The car drove into the city.
Jingyu wanted to get off the car, and Yu Zeyao did not insist, and asked the driver to stop the car on the side of the road. She got off the car and thanked him. Yu Zeyao spoke to her through the lowered window: "Thank you for your hard work today. See you next time."
see you later.
This is more like a courtesy.
There would probably be no chance that they would meet again.
Jingyu stood on the roadside, watching the three cars disappear in the busy traffic. She walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus back to the hospital.
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As soon as Jingyu returned to the hospital, Professor Luo called to ask about the situation.
"How is it? Is Madam satisfied? Did she say anything?"
"You should be satisfied."
"What do you mean by should? What is Madam's attitude?"
"My wife fell asleep halfway through the journey and didn't say much. But Mr. Yu did say something like 'it was hard' on the way, so I think it should be fine."
"Mr. Yu? On the way?" Professor Luo was particularly surprised. "Mr. Yu took you back to the hospital?"
"No, he just gave me a ride. I took a taxi back to the city."
Professor Luo laughed, "This is an incredible treatment. I have met Mr. Yu twice before, but he never offered to give me a ride. It turns out that beauties are treated differently."
Jing Yu didn't take the joke seriously. He just walked towards the outpatient department and asked, "Teacher, what are the identities of this lady and Mr. Yu? They look quite extraordinary to me."
"Don't ask around. The patient's information is confidential, especially since the lady is our super VIP client. How can I tell anyone?" Professor Luo said so, but he also said, "However, since you have met Mr. Yu, you will know his identity in no time."
Jing Yu was just asking casually.
After hanging up the phone, she put away her phone and raised her hand, only to find that there was a men's tie clip on her cuff, firmly clipped on her sleeve.
This should have been brought down by her when she pulled his tie during the pounce in the car just now.
Although it is a small thing, it is also valuable.
Jing Yu felt a little sorry and put the tie clip into his pocket. He didn't know if he would have the chance to return it to him in person in the future. If it really didn't work, he could only ask Professor Luo to bring it to his wife next time.
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the other side.
The car slowly stopped in front of the Senate.
Yu Zeyao bent down and got out of the car. He walked over solemnly and looked at the tie. "Sir, this tie is not tied properly. Let Yuan Yao come and fix it."
Yuan Yao is Yu Zeyao's personal secretary.
"Didn't you fight well?" Yu Zeyao lowered his head and glanced at it, a faint arc appeared on the corner of his lips, "It's good, no need to do anything more."
Zhuang Yan looked at that expression, his mind turned, and he roughly understood.
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In the next few days, Jingyu kept running back and forth between the hospital and the dormitory. His father's condition did not improve at all and he remained in a coma.
On the weekend, Jingrong went to the hospital to see her father, and Jingyu took her back to the dormitory for lunch.
"Sister, Sister Jinnian went home?"
"She's on a business trip these two days, going abroad, and will be back later." Jing Yu took out the dishes from the refrigerator one by one, "I'll make you your favorite corn and shrimp, you watch TV."
Jing Rong didn't watch TV, and rushed into the kitchen after a while. He was only 18 years old, but he was much taller than Jing Yu. Jing Yu saw him come in and chased him away, "You go out, there is a strong smell of smoke in there."
"Sister, let me help you."
"What can you do to help me? You'll only make things worse." Jing Rong has always been a rich and elegant young master in the family, never having to do any housework.
Jing Rong was about to say something, but the phone in the living room suddenly rang. Jing Yu pushed him and said, "Go, go, get me the phone."
Jing Rong went out, and there was no movement for a while. Jing Yu asked, "Who called?"
Jing Rong walked to the door, looking gloomy, and handed her the phone, "My mom."
Jing Rong's mother is Jing Yu's stepmother—Chen Wanzhi.