When he arrived at the hospital, Cen Ning was waiting for him at the door of the ward.
Liu Zhifei looked at the infusion bottle. Duan Shutong didn't intend to go in and disturb him, so he sat with Cen Ning on a chair in the corridor and asked in a low voice, "Why did you suddenly get sick?"
"The doctor said it was overwork." Assistant Cen frowned and sighed, "I don't eat and sleep regularly, and now I have a fever."
Duan Shutong expressed his admiration for being so rich and working so hard.
"I've been busy recently?"
Cen Ning nodded, "The new project did encounter a lot of problems, Mr. Xi... is more focused on improving."
understood.
To be honest, Duan Shutong and Xi Duan are not familiar, but they are both in a foreign land, so it is inevitable that they will be closer in their hearts.
If Zhai Jun was lying in the hospital, he might not come to visit.
"Is there any taboo in your boss?" Duan Shutong smiled, "I just happen to have nothing to do tomorrow Saturday, so I will make something light and send it over."
Anyway, Xi Duan won't wake up for a while, and it's meaningless for him to stay here, so why not visit him tomorrow.
Cen Ning showed gratitude, "Mr. Xi has no taboos, Young Master Duan can do as he sees."
He really couldn't bear to let Xi Duan eat in the hospital cafeteria and surrounding stalls, and Duan Shutong did him a big favor.
Duan Shutong nodded and stood outside the ward looking at Xi Duan.
The pale man lay quietly on the hospital bed, his bony left hand rested outside the quilt, with an infusion needle inserted in it, in stark contrast to Mr. Xi, who had a strong aura on weekdays, and looked a little fragile.
He watched it for a long time before saying goodbye to Cen Ning and leaving.
On the way back, Duan Shutong carefully recalled the description of the male third in the original book.
When Xi Duan was in his teens, his elder brother, the ruler of the Xi family at that time, died in an air crash. Mr. Xi was so shocked that he couldn't get sick, and his nephew was only a few years old. When the building was about to collapse, Xi Duan resolutely supported the entire Xi family until now.
Others may not know how much hardship there is, but Duan Shutong feels the same.
Xi Duan's experience reminded him of his past.
On the road full of thorns, even if it is dripping with blood, a vitality must be dug out.
Thinking of the man lying on the hospital bed now, Duan Shutong felt a little sympathetic to each other.
Compared with Li Xiao, the proud son of heaven, Xi Duan's journey is too difficult.
Early the next morning, Duan Shutong came to the hospital to visit with an insulated bucket.
As soon as he walked into the ward, he met Xi Duan's eyes.
"Are you feeling better?" He walked over with a smile, put the thermos on the bedside table, opened it, "I cooked porridge for you, even if you don't have an appetite."
Xi Duan put down the document in his hand, raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Thank you."
"If you really want to thank me, then listen to me and don't worry about work." Duan Shutong said, taking his documents away.
Xi Duan gave a "hmm" and took the bowl that Duan Shutong handed over. The steaming hot porridge smelled of vegetables, and the cabbage inside was so overcooked that it melted in the mouth.
"Where are Brother Cen and Brother Liu?" Duan Shutong sat down on the single sofa, as comfortable as at home.
Xi Duan watched it interestingly, and said while eating: "They stayed with them all night, and I asked them to go back and rest."
"So you're sure I'll come?" Duan Shutong teased with a smile, "Let's just say it first, I don't have time to accompany you in bed."
"You said last night that you would deliver meals, but I can't refuse my kindness." Xi Duan was quite happy as he felt the warmth and fragrance of the porridge.
The two couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled, the previous estrangement seemed to be dispelled all of a sudden.
After Xi Duan finished his porridge, Duan Shutong reprimanded him mercilessly, "No matter how busy you are at work, you have to pay attention to your health. When you get old and the root cause of the disease falls, it's enough for you."
Because of sympathy for each other, Duan Shutong no longer regards him as an elder, after all, when he died in his previous life, he was a few years older than Xi Duan.
Xi Duan couldn't help but froze.
After he took charge of Xi's, no one cared about himself with this tone. In the eyes of others, he is like a robot who never gets tired.
The young man in front of him obviously had a slightly green face, but he showed the stagnation of "if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of your eyes".
It's contradictory, but not offensive.
It's not the kind of child who deliberately pretends to be an adult, but genuine, heartfelt care.
Is Xi Duan really indifferent? The inhumanity he showed earlier is just a mask he should wear as the president of Xi's. When he meets someone who really wants to befriend him, the mask will naturally disappear.
He thinks he knows people well, and now Duan Shutong is someone he can make friends with.
"That's right," Xi Duan nodded in agreement, then changed the subject, "How is your research and development going?"
Mentioning this, Duan Shutong laughed, "It has been submitted for inspection, and it will be listed after the relevant procedures are passed. When you are discharged from the hospital, I will treat you to a big meal."
His brows and eyes were curved, and the joy was self-evident.
Xi Duan was surprised, but also happy for him, "Congratulations."
What did Duan Shutong want to say, the phone rang suddenly, he picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, and the address was Yanshi.
He hesitated to connect.
"Duan Shutong, block me!" On the other end of the phone, the man's low growl sounded like a devil's voice.
He couldn't help but take the phone away.
"Who are you?" He really couldn't remember who the voice belonged to.
The breath on the other side gradually became heavy, and the angry reprimand echoed in the ward, "Duan Shutong, don't pretend to me! Ruowei resigned, are you satisfied?"
What Ruowei resigned? Forgive him for staying in the laboratory for half a month and being isolated from the world.
While Duan Shutong was in a daze for a few seconds, Li Xiao was incompetent and furious, and scolded Duan Shutong several times, which made his ears explode.
Xi Duan frowned when he heard this, and seeing the young man standing in a daze on the spot, he didn't know how to react, so he said in a cold voice: "Li Xiao, Pei Ruowei's choice is her own business, it has nothing to do with Shu Tong, if you keep messing around, I miss you. It is necessary to ask Director Li how he raised his son."
The angry scolding stopped abruptly, and Li Xiao was stunned for a long time before he could not believe it: "Xi Duan? Why are you together? I know, it's a good show made by the two of you, right?"
Duan Shutong: "..." There is nothing to say about making sticks.
Hang up decisively, and the number is blocked.
Seeing his movements in one go, Xi Duan couldn't help laughing.
On the contrary, Duan Shutong looked at him strangely, hesitated for a while before saying: "Li Xiao's character is not suitable for Miss Pei. Now that Miss Pei has made a choice, I think you are still very promising."
Xi Duan:? ?
He almost couldn't maintain his expression, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I'm too busy to deal with emotional matters, so I decided to let it go and follow you."
Duan Shutong: "Huh?"
Does that mean you can let go of it? He passed through, of course he has no feelings for Pei Ruowei, but Xi Duan is different, this is the male third who will never marry for the sake of the heroine!
Can you say let go so easily
He quickly waved his hand, "We are different. In the early days of my business, I was not qualified to fall in love. You have a successful career, so it's time to fall in love. As for being too busy with work, it happens that Ms. Pei is also very enterprising. You still have a lot of common topics of."
In his opinion, Xi Duan is handsome, outstanding, successful in his career, and has a sense of responsibility, which is more than enough for Pei Ruowei.
Now that Pei Ruowei has broken up with Li Xiao again, isn't it a good time? What is Xi Duan thinking
Xi Duan also felt that Duan Shutong's attitude was very strange, because Pei Ruowei wanted to die before, why is it so calm now
Is love so worthless
The two looked at each other, with big question marks hidden in their eyes, but both wisely chose not to continue this topic.
As for the blacklisted Li Xiao, how angry he is now has nothing to do with them.
In a community not far from Chunqiu Hall.
He Zhen was walking home with a vegetable basket, and when she met women in the same neighborhood, she would stop and say a few words.
She has a kind face and rarely blushes with others. She is popular in the community, but no matter how popular she is, there will be enemies who don't like each other.
No, as soon as he walked to the elevator, he ran into his deadly enemy.
A woman in her forties, with thin curls, wearing a flowery skirt, and a rose red silk scarf around her neck, with makeup on her face, in a fancy dress.
He Zhen didn't say a word, she looked at her toes, she couldn't see it.
"Hey, are you shopping for groceries again?" The other party suddenly turned his head, his lipsticked mouth was exaggerated.
He Zhen kept a straight face, and snorted as a response, she knew what this man was going to say next, so she didn't bother to answer.
The elevator door opened, and she walked in first.
"I said that your family's soul is twenty-five, right? Is there someone to talk to?"
He Zhen: "..." Didn't you just become a good son-in-law? What is floating.
"It doesn't look like it looks like this. Would you like me to introduce you? However, although Lingling's education is good, but she is not energetic enough, I am afraid it will be hard to find..."
He Zhen: "Shut up!" Every day she speaks bad things about Lingling outside, she can't wait to tear that mouth open!
"Let me be honest, why are you angry?" The woman gave her a white look, "If it wasn't for the neighbors for more than 20 years, who would be willing to help find a partner? You don't know good people!"
When the elevator arrived, He Zhen walked out without even looking at her.
It has to be said that this woman's words really hit her sore spot. In her eyes, her family Lingling is good everywhere, but that face is really not flattering, alas!
After returning home, seeing that the door of Zhou Ling's room was closed, she knocked on it.
"Lingling, it's almost summer vacation. Your uncle called and asked, can you make up lessons for your brother?"
Zhou Ling opened the door, and she didn't know what was on her face. The cherry skin cream covered the nose, eyes and other areas, and some of it was accidentally applied to the pimples.
"Mom, I don't want to go. Every time my cousin sees me, he says I'm disgusting." Zhou Ling frowned.
What about uncle? Can an uncle let his son insult his niece
He Zhen also knew that it was not easy for her, so she said distressedly: "Then I won't go. But what did you put on your face? Don't use things indiscriminately, if..."
Zhou Ling took her arm, led her into the kitchen, and interrupted her, "Mom, let's choose vegetables together, can we stop talking?"
She is experimenting with a new product, and it feels quite comfortable. Up to now, there is no irritation, but there is a cool breeze blowing on her face, and a light fragrance lingers on the tip of her nose.
She didn't want to say it, so He Zhen naturally wouldn't mention it again.
Zhou Ling insisted on applying it sooner or later. She didn't pay attention to it at first, and He Zhen didn't look at her face carefully until Sunday night when she took a shower and was getting dressed, she glanced at her face in the mirror and was suddenly stunned. Living.
She leaned close to the mirror and looked at it for a full ten seconds before running to He Zhen like crazy, pointing to her face, "Mom! Take a quick look, has my face improved? Has it not!"
Under her daughter's expectant gaze, He Zhen looked intently and was startled.
"Well, it seems to be better."
Zhou Ling seemed to be overjoyed from the sky, his eyes stared like copper bells, "What's better?"
"Is it because of the lighting? The spots seem to be a little lighter, and the acne has shrunk a lot."
Zhou Ling: "Our house turns on the lights every night, and I haven't seen you say I'm fine."
She suddenly remembered that although the new product focuses on lightening dark spots, it is no worse than other products in terms of other skin care standards.
Is Director Duan a god? I knew it would be quick, but I didn't know it would be so fast!