After hearing Jing Rong say this, Jing Yu felt better.
"Thanks to Yanzhi for taking care of you during this period. When you are settled, I will go with you to thank him when I am free some other day."
When mentioning that person, Jing Rong's expression changed slightly and his thin lips were tightly tightened.
Jing Yu noticed that something was wrong with him, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." Jing Rong shook his head, letting his complexion return to normal, and said lightly: "I've already thanked you."
"I used to think he was lazy and didn't look like a good person. I really didn't want you to get too close, for fear that bad company would corrupt you. But now I think he should be a very good person. He took good care of you."
Jing Yu said this while cleaning up for him.
"Sister, I'll clean up the rest myself. Don't you still have to go to work at the hospital?" Jing Rong did not respond to Jing Yu's words, but just changed the subject.
Jing Yu didn't know about his relationship with Wen Yanzhi, and didn't think about it that way. He just nodded and looked at the watch on his wrist, "I really have to go."
Jing Yu felt relieved after settling Jing Rong with Yu Zeyao.
After leaving the Vice President, she went to the hospital, and before going to work, she went to the ward to see her father Jing Chaochen.
Jing Chaochen's health is getting better and better. He can now speak without any difficulty and can also stand up and walk a few steps.
"Dad, how do you feel today?" Jing Yu squatted beside his legs and gave him a massage.
Jing Chaochen nodded and asked, "Yu'er, the people at the hospital said that you switched shifts with someone else these days. Is everything okay?"
Jing Yu felt a little guilty and shook his head, "It's okay. My friend is sick, I'll take some time to go see him."
"Friend? Which friend makes you worry so much?" Jing Chaochen stared at Jing Yu, his eyes seemed to see through her.
Jing Yu's heart trembled, and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything. Fortunately, her father's next words saved her, "Is it the child from the Qi family?"
"Ah... yes, it's Jinnian." Jingyu replied vaguely. Jinnian had no choice but to take the blame now.
I don’t know whether my father believed it or not, but in any case, his face looked much better.
Jing Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Then he heard his father ask, "Why haven't I seen Sheng Yi come over recently? Is he very busy?"
When Jing Yu mentioned Liang Shengyi, she felt a chill in her heart. She also wanted to see him again. She wanted to ask him in person whether Jing Rong's matter had anything to do with him.
"I haven't contacted him again. Dad, if he shows up in your ward again one day, please call me. I just happen to have something to ask him."
Jing Chaochen looked at his daughter's expression and asked, "Is it something serious?"
Looking at his father, Jing Yu naturally did not dare to mention Jing Rong's injury. He just said a perfunctory sentence or two and did not dwell on Liang Shengyi's topic anymore.
Five days later.
Jingyu was taken to the Vice President's Office.
She was talking to Jingrong in the living room. Jingrong tried to paint with his left hand, and Jingyu encouraged him. Yu Zeyao liked the lively atmosphere at home. Listening to the two siblings chatting, he felt an indescribable warmth.
He had lived alone since a very early age, and he and Zenan only lived together when they were young. Therefore, he rarely had experiences like theirs.
He was addicted to this feeling, so he took his work into the hall and started working on it.
At this moment, a phone rang suddenly, breaking the warm atmosphere in the hall. The housekeeper hurriedly picked up the phone, responded respectfully a few times, and then looked up and said, "Sir, it's Master Wen calling."
Jing Rong paused while painting. However, the pause was only for a few seconds. Before Jing Yu could see what was going on, he had already picked up the brush again.
Every stroke was done with great effort.
Yu Zeyao picked up the phone. They couldn't hear what Wen Yanzhi said on the other end. They only heard Yu Zeyao say "hmm" a few times, and there seemed to be surprise in his single word.
After hanging up the phone, Yu Zeyao glanced at the backs of the siblings and said, "Yu'er."
"Huh?" Jing Yu was helping Jing Rong hold the paint box. When he heard Yu Zeyao calling him, he turned around.
"Didn't you always say that you wanted to thank Yanzhi in person?"
"Um."
"He'll be here in a minute."
"That happens to be me too." Jing Yu curled his lips.
Jing Rong's face changed and he clenched his paintbrush.
Yu Zeyao continued: "This time, he will bring his girlfriend with him."
Jing Rong took a deep breath, and the brush in his hand swayed. Yu Zeyao continued, "I've never seen him bring a girlfriend here before. This time, maybe he's serious."
Jing Rong's eyes fell on the painting in front of him, and he was slightly distracted.
Jing Yu said: "I'm quite curious about what kind of girl can shock him and make him change his mind."
"We'll know after a while."
Jing Yu turned around and saw Jing Rong packing up the paints.
"Why don't you paint anymore?" Jing Yu asked.
"I don't have much inspiration. Besides, the painting is really bad." Jing Rong looked gloomy. "Sister, I'm a little tired. I want to go upstairs and rest for a while."
Jing Yu thought that Jing Rong was depressed because his painting was not going well, so he did not think much about it. He just comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, take your time. When Yan Zhi comes over later, you still have to come down and say hello."
"Okay." Jing Rong responded, put away the drawing board, and pushed the wheelchair up.
Jing Yu looked at Jing Rong's dejected back and sighed worriedly. Yu Zeyao also looked at the back, thinking.
"I hope Jingrong can cheer up a little." Jingyu sighed.
Yu Zeyao took her hand, pulled her to sit next to him, and asked, "Have you ever known about Jingrong's private life?"
"What?" Jing Yu didn't expect Yu Zeyao to suddenly change the topic to private life.
"It's just... For example, whether he has someone he likes, or whether he has had a girlfriend before."
"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Jing Yu looked at him in surprise. He felt that his thoughts were not keeping up.
"Just asking casually. Isn't it said that depressed people need the encouragement of love? If he has someone he likes, maybe he can ask that person to encourage him." Yu Zeyao casually gave a reason.
Jing Yu really believed it. He thought about it seriously and shook his head, saying, "Jing Rong has probably never been in a relationship or had a girlfriend. However, I have seen a little girl he liked before. She was quite cute. But that was when he was a child. I don't know if he has someone he likes now or who it is."
Yu Zeyao nodded and said nothing more.
upstairs.
Jing Rong put down the paint board, lay on the bed, and stared at the ceiling above his head in a daze.
In his mind, he kept repeating the words he said the day he left Wen Yanzhi:
—Don't you want me to find another woman to marry and have children with? Wait!
—One day, I will bring it to you for a good look.
So, the woman he brought today was the one who was going to marry him and have children with him