Watching the doctor's car drive away, Aunt Zhang turned and entered the gate of the villa.
At this time, the sky was just getting bright, and the whole world was blue-gray, with a few cold stars dotted on the sky, and the air was cold, mixed with the unique breath of spring.
Chef Lu is already preparing breakfast. Mrs. Sheng and Mrs. Jing were having trouble last night, and they are still catching up on sleep. The two servants from the Sheng family and the Jing family who came to serve the two old ladies are also busy in the kitchen.
Aunt Zhang walked to the door of the kitchen, she wanted to go in and help out for a while, but when Aunt Chi came to get off work, she suddenly felt uncomfortable in her stomach, she turned on her toes, and walked to the public bathroom on the first floor.
The shared bathroom is a little closer than her room.
She had cramps in her stomach and was running very fast.
The bathroom door was not pushed open and was locked from the inside.
Aunt Zhang didn't think much, turned around and ran towards her room.
Ten minutes later, she went out to the kitchen, passed the bathroom, and found that the door was still closed and the light inside was still on, and she felt something was wrong for no reason.
Who hasn't come out after going to the toilet for so long
Thinking about it, Aunt Zhang wanted to knock on the door, but just as she reached the door, there was a click, followed by the sound of the doorknob turning.
The door opened, and Song Yuting came out of the bathroom with a very ugly expression on her face.
"I wonder who is occupying the bathroom for so long, so it's you." Aunt Zhang said, "Are you feeling unwell, with such an ugly face?"
Song Yuting smiled far-fetchedly, and said, "My stomach feels a little uncomfortable, it was you who pushed the door just now."
"Hmm." Aunt Zhang said, "Do you want to take some medicine? There are some commonly used medicines in the villa. I'll get them for you."
Song Yuting shook her head, "Thank you, no need, this is an old problem of mine, just take a rest."
Hearing this, Aunt Zhang thought that Mrs. Yan was also suffering from an old problem, and said: "It's a predestined relationship between you master and servant, and you both fell ill together. Just now, the doctor suggested that Mrs. Yan go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination. When the time comes, you go with me and check yourself along the way. The stomach discomfort can be big or small."
Song Yuting clasped her hands tightly in front of her body, her knuckles turned white and she even trembled slightly because of too much force.
"Thank you, I'll go back and have a rest first." After finishing speaking, Song Yuting walked past Aunt Zhang and walked towards her room, her footsteps were a little messy.
Aunt Zhang looked at her back and frowned.
This Song Yuting is so weird.
Looks a little flustered.
Suddenly, Aunt Zhang remembered that many days ago, she found out that Song Yuting was secretly calling in the hallway. She later told Ye Qingxin about it, and Ye Qingxin asked her to be more careful with Song Yuting.
After thinking for a while, Aunt Zhang entered the public bathroom. The public bathroom is spacious, but the layout is simple and there are no sundries. Standing at the door, you can see the whole bathroom at a glance.
Aunt Zhang turned around, but there was nothing unusual. In the trash can, she threw two pieces of paper in the toilet yesterday before she had time to throw it away. There was a small piece of transparent water stain on the edge of the toilet. Other than that, there was nothing abnormal in the whole bathroom.
Everyone has their own room, the public bathroom is rarely used, and the cleanliness has been kept very good. It is rare for this situation to happen at this time.
Finding nothing, Aunt Zhang smiled self-deprecatingly, making herself look like Sherlock Holmes.
She took a piece of toilet paper from the toilet paper box, folded it a few times, bent down to wipe the transparent liquid on the edge of the toilet, and threw it into the trash can after wiping.
At this time, there was a sound of a car engine outside, and Aunt Chi came.
Aunt Zhang washed her hands and came out to hand over the work to Aunt Chi, and quickly forgot about it.
After handing over the work, it was less than five o'clock, and the sky outside was brighter.
She was about to go home from work when she saw Ye Qingxin coming out of Mrs. Yan's room with Jing Boyuan's arms in her arms. She went up to greet the two of them. Jing Boyuan nodded to her calmly, with a distant but not indifferent attitude. Ye Qingxin said with red eyes, "Aunt Zhang, drive slowly."
Coming out of the villa, Aunt Zhang looked up at the balcony of the master bedroom on the second floor. At this time last year, the villa was still deserted all day long. In just one year, it seemed that a lot had changed.
It has changed from the inside to the outside. I don’t know if my wife has noticed that there are many roses planted in the yard.
Maybe I didn’t realize that the roses were when the wife was not at home. The gardener dug up the precious flowers and replaced them with roses. When the wife came back from school at night, it was already dark, and the roses had just bloomed and hadn’t bloomed yet. When they bloomed, the wife might be able to find them.
When going upstairs, Jing Boyuan directly hugged Ye Qingxin.
Every step up the stairs is very calm, people will never worry about whether they will be thrown off their arms.
Entering the master bedroom, Jing Boyuan took off Ye Qingxin's coat, put her under the quilt, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Go to sleep, I'll call you for breakfast at seven o'clock."
What kept flashing before Ye Qingxin's eyes were Mrs. Yan's tightly closed eyes and pale lips, as well as the vicissitudes of Mrs. Yan sitting beside her motionless.
Mr. Yan was not at the Nanshan villa at first, but last night when he learned that Mrs. Yan was ill, he rushed over overnight.
The relationship between the old couple is also quite good.
Ye Qingxin didn't say anything, she closed her eyes, and tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.
People who are pregnant are most prone to mood swings.
Jing Boyuan sighed softly, sat on the edge of the bed, wiped away the transparent liquid that slipped from the corners of her eyes with his thumbs, and coaxed softly: "Sleep well, the doctor has already said that grandma will be fine, I have asked Cheng Ruyu to arrange an ambulance to come, and I will take grandma to the hospital for a comprehensive examination later, don't worry."
Ye Qingxin took his hand, "Grandma will be fine."
The tone seemed determined, but also seemed to be seeking approval.
Jing Boyuan nodded, smoothed out the broken hair on her hairline, and said in a tone of approval: "Well, nothing will happen." After a pause, he said: "You sleep well, I'll go down and look at grandma."
"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Ye Qingxin squeezed his hand.
Knowing that Mrs. Yan was ill last night, Ye Qingxin felt anxious all night. The more Jing Boyuan refused to let her go downstairs to see her, the more she couldn't sleep, and Jing Boyuan hardly slept in the second half of the night.
Jing Boyuan patted Ye Qingxin's hand and said, "I'm fine, go to sleep, I'll call you at seven."
The bedroom door was gently closed.
Ye Qingxin stared at the ceiling with her eyes open.
The morning light shone through the thick curtains, and the sky was about to dawn.
After an unknown amount of time, her eyes were a little dry, and she slowly closed them.
outside the door.
When Jing Boyuan went downstairs, Mrs. Yan was already awake, and Mr. Yan was
While feeding her water, Song Yuting stood by and waited on her.
Seeing him coming, Mrs. Yan asked weakly: "Is Xinxin not scared?"
Every time she gets sick, she is conscious and can feel her symptoms are very strong. She remembers that when Jiaojiao saw her get sick for the first time, she was already sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was so frightened that she would have nightmares many nights when she slept.
"Xinxin didn't see it." Standing beside Mrs. Yan's bed, Jing Boyuan said in a calm tone: "She will feel bad, I didn't let her go downstairs."
Mrs. Yan was stunned for a moment, and then said comfortingly: "You are very considerate. After so many days of observation, I can see that you are sincere to our family. A Yuan, grandma hopes that you can treat Xinxin like this in your life. Xinxin is a child with a hard life. Since you have taken over her life, please take responsibility to the end."
This is a bit of a confession.
Jing Boyuan said: "Xinxin is my wife, so I will naturally be responsible for her."
Mrs. Yan smiled, "You are a good child who is worth entrusting for life. Xinxin is lucky to meet you, cough cough"
"Don't talk, an ambulance will come to pick you up and take you to the hospital for an examination." Jing Boyuan's voice was calm.
Mrs. Yan coughed again, and said, "I just dreamed about our family Tongtong. It's the first time I've dreamed of her in eighteen years. She said she missed me and asked me when to see her. Ah Yuan, if I leave, I will leave my heart to you. I will watch in the sky. Don't bully her."
Jing Boyuan looked at the nagging old man, but didn't say anything.
At the end of Mrs. Yan's speech, she was probably tired and closed her eyes gently.
Jing Boyuan stepped forward to help her lie down, and covered her with the quilt.
He straightened up and glanced at Song Yuting inadvertently.
Song Yuting hurriedly turned away when his gaze swept over.
Jing Boyuan's gaze froze for a short moment, and then he turned away as if nothing had happened.
Not long after, the ambulance drove into the No. 8 courtyard. Jing Boyuan greeted the guard in advance, and the ambulance was not stopped at all.
Song Yuting followed to the hospital, and Jing Boyuan ordered Aunt Chi to take care of her.
Jing Boyuan stood in the courtyard of the villa and made a few phone calls. The morning light shone on him with the unique vigor at the beginning of the day, stretching his shadow on the ground very long. The tall and straight body of the man was dazzlingly bright in the sunlight.
After putting away his mobile phone, he stood in the yard for a while, then turned and entered the entrance door.
Mrs. Sheng and Mrs. Jing had already woken up. Seeing Jing Boyuan, Mrs. Jing asked: "Shuzhen went to the hospital, did you send someone to follow?"
Jing Boyuan nodded.
Mrs. Sheng said: "Last night, she was fine before going to bed, and she didn't see any signs. Doesn't it mean that there are certain signs before a heart attack? This Yu Ting is also true. She has been serving Shuzhen for so long, why didn't she find this?"
"You can't blame Yu Ting for this." Mrs. Jing said, "Sometimes when I get sick, I am caught off guard, and my family members are caught off guard. I am getting older and my physical fitness is not good."
Old Mrs. Sheng nodded in understanding and said nothing.
"By the way, is Xinxin okay?" Madam Jing asked Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan put his hands in his pockets and said, "She is very sad."
Mrs. Sheng suddenly became sad, "We are all old, I don't know how long we can be with Xinxin, let her watch us leave one by one, I feel distressed when I think about it, it would be better not to know each other at the beginning, adding a few pieces of parting pain for nothing"
The atmosphere suddenly became sad.
Mrs. Jing was also tinged with melancholy, sitting on the sofa and sighing.
After a while of silence, Jing Boyuan took out his mobile phone to look at it, and said, "I'll go upstairs to wake Xinxin up, you guys have breakfast first."
"Go, we'll wait for you." Mrs. Jing waved her hand to let Jing Boyuan go.
Jing Boyuan got up and took two steps, Mrs. Jing said again: "Comfort and comfort my heart."
"I know." Jing Boyuan replied, went upstairs and opened the door of the master bedroom, the bed was empty.
He frowned and walked towards the bathroom.
Standing at the door of the bathroom, he knocked on the door first, and Ye Qingxin's voice came from inside immediately, "Boyuan, I'm going to the bathroom, please don't come in."
Through the door, the girl's voice didn't sound very real.
Ye Qingxin came out after using the toilet, and Jing Boyuan was listening to the phone on the balcony.
The golden sun shone on him, making him look so dignified that one could not help being attracted.
He is the kind of man who is eye-catching, and the more you look at him, the more you want to see him, and the more you get along with him, the more you like him.
He was wearing a very casual black pullover and casual trousers, with one hand supporting the guardrail, his body leaning forward slightly, and his legs were long and straight.
Sensing Ye Qingxin's gaze, the moment he turned around to look over, the light reflected from the belt buckle around his waist pierced Ye Qingxin's eyes.
Ye Qingxin has already finished washing, she is wearing maternity clothes, loose but not fat, her stomach is hidden in the clothes, she has thin arms and legs, and she is tall, she doesn't look pregnant at first glance, she wears her usual ponytail, and her hair is tied with a simple black leather ring, neat and tidy.
Jing Boyuan's eyes fell on the refreshing girl, and he couldn't move his eyes away.
After finishing the call, he put away his mobile phone, walked towards Ye Qingxin, reached out and stroked her cheek, and said, "I woke up so early."
The girl's cheeks are full of collagen, which feels smooth and elastic to the touch.
Ye Qingxin looked up at him and said, "Has grandma gone to the hospital?"
Jing Boyuan let out a "hmm".
"Is she awake?"
"Wake up." After a pause, Jing Boyuan added: "The old man is in good condition."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "That's good." Then, she stepped forward and hugged Jing Boyuan's waist, buried her face in his chest, and said, "Thank you, Boyuan, I really want to say thank you to you."
To take care of grandma, but also distracted from taking care of her, Ye Qing thought, if it wasn't for Jing Boyuan, if it was another man, I'm afraid she would have been annoyed by her long ago. There are really many problems with her, and Jing Boyuan has been helping her to deal with them.
Jing Boyuan hugged her tightly, and said in a low voice: "She is also my grandmother, she should be."
Ye Qingxin smiled in his arms, tears of emotion shone in her eyes.
Jing Boyuan is a man who doesn't like sweet words, but every word he utters is much, much better than those touching sweet words.
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