It is often said that rumors stop with the wise.
However, in places like hospital departments, the most lacking is the wise, and the least lacking is the gossip woman.
Even if Zou tried to hide, the news that her husband had sex with her sister-in-law on his back was still spreading throughout the hospital overnight.
As a victim, Zou Yang aroused the sympathy of all the women in the hospital. Even the few doctors who had not dealt with her in the past rushed to Zou Yang’s office in the morning and had a lot of cold questions. Words of comfort gave Zou Yang a big basket without hesitation.
Zou Yang received the pity of the women, and Zou Yuting became the most hated mistress of all women.
Yesterday, when Zou Yang got off work, Zou Yuting still arrogantly raised her prestige to Zou Yang Yaowu, saying that she would stay in the hospital for a month and that Qin Yucheng should come to see her every day.
However, during the rounds this morning, Zou Yang discovered that Zou Yuting had been discharged from the hospital in a desperate manner.
I have to say that the power of the masses is powerful!
Looking at the empty hospital bed, Zou Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Today, you seem to be in a good mood. I was worried that you would not be able to bear it."
When Zou Yang was leaning back on the chair and chewing the fruits of victory, a sudden magnetic voice interrupted her spiritual movement.
The mellow hot coffee was delivered to Zou Yang's hand. Jiang He leaned against Zou Yang's desk and stared at Zou Yangdao with a smile.
Taking a sip of the coffee in his hand, Zou Yang smiled sweetly and said: "Oh, nothing, I just suddenly thought of a joke from last night, it feels very funny."
"Is that so?"
Hearing that Zou Yang said this, Jiang He hadn't said anything, and didn't want her to be embarrassed, he just pressed his thin lips and smiled faintly.
He is always like this, as long as she doesn’t want to say, he never asks more and gives her full respect, but when he is silent, she can’t ignore him. He has always been like gentle water, slowly Surround her.
Jiang He is a very handsome man with sharp facial features and water chestnuts, especially his eyes, which are as pure as black colored glaze without any impurities. However, after a long time, Zou
Yang seemed to have lost the touch of Jiang He's handsomeness when she first saw it. At this time, only Jiang He's warmth remained in her heart.
In other words, the two of them were so familiar with each other, and they knew that Zou Yang thought Jiang He as a good "best friend" in his heart at this time.
"By the way, there is one thing I want to ask you for help."
After stirring the coffee spoon slightly, Zou Yang raised his head and looked in Jiang He's direction in a serious way.
"Ok?"
Meeting Zou Yang's gaze, the light smile on Jiang He's cheek also stagnated, and a serious expression slowly spread across Jiang He's handsome cheek.
This is the case every time. A random change in Zou Yang's expression can affect Jiang He's mood swings twelve points.
"In a few days it will be my 60-year-old father’s birthday. He called me, hoping that I could go back and wish him his birthday. I’m thinking, thank you that he is also my biological father. You can’t go back empty-handed, so, these days, I want to trouble you to prepare a gift for me, okay?"
After hearing Zou Yang's words, Jiang He didn't know why he said, "Prepare gifts? Shouldn't you prepare such gifts yourself?"
"It stands to reason that I, my daughter, should prepare gifts for my birthday to Lao Tzu."
"But, you don’t know the relationship between me and him. Asking me to carefully prepare gifts for him is really embarrassing me. I wanted to buy some casually, but I thought about it again. I guess it’s my 60th birthday. There are a lot of people, and I, as a daughter, have to worry about his face anyway."
At the end of the speech, Zou Yang couldn't help but quickly stirred the coffee in the cup while holding the small spoon in the coffee.
The glass-like black eyes saw Zou Yang's inadvertent small movements in his eyes. A slight smile still hung on his handsome cheeks, but the undetectable sadness under his eyes flashed by. .
"Hehe, you don't want to worry about your uncle's face, I'm afraid you don't want him to lose face, do you?"
After pondering for a moment, Jiang He couldn't help breaking the silence between the two, and said tentatively.
"How is it possible? Why should I care about his face?"
"Look, when he did these things, when did he care about my face
I'm not guilty, why should I think about him? "
Regarding Jiang He's seemingly unintentional temptation, Zou Yang was like a cat stepped on its tail, suddenly violent.
"Ok."
Looking at Zou Yang in front of him, Jiang He smiled lightly again, "Don't worry, leave this to me. Three days later, I will bring it to you."
"Well, good, I'll transfer the money to you then."
Looking at Jiang He, Zou Yang showed a sweet smile. Jiang He's eyes flashed, and he looked away inadvertently.
Sometimes when he calms down, Zou Yang will also imagine in his heart that if he marries a man like Jiang He, he will definitely be happier than he is now!
Qin Yucheng and Zou Yang never met again for a whole week after the hospital broke up, and even the text message exchange was omitted.
Zou Yuting was discharged early, maybe Qin Yucheng should be coaxing Zou Yuting by the bed at this time
Whenever he thinks of this, Zou Yang's heart is always upset.
Although I told myself over and over again that she learned to let go, but I don't know when she was really attracted by Qin Yu Cheng.
Knowing that Qin Yucheng married her home with a strong purpose, Zou Yang was still like a moth battling the fire, and fell into it out of control. When he faced her coldly, she woke up, but, I don’t know. Suddenly, her heart had been lost, and she could never get it back.
In the quiet and empty living room of the villa, Zou Yang's cell phone ringing sounded a bit harsh.
Getting up quickly, Zou Yang held the mobile phone on the desktop in his hand, but when he saw the three words "Zou Mingde" flashing on the phone screen, Zou Yang couldn't help but feel lost.
I have to admit that in the bottom of my heart, Zou Yang still has a trace of fantasy about Qin Yucheng.
"Hey, Zou Yang, you come back tomorrow, will Yu Cheng come back with you?"
After answering the call, Zou Mingde on the other end of the phone couldn't wait to speak without waiting for Zou Yang to say anything.
"Oh, he... he might..."
At this time, Zou Yang's thoughts seemed to have not recovered from the spiritual journey just now. In the face of Zou Mingde's question, Zou Yang's brain was blank, and he didn't know how to respond to Zou Mingde for a while.
(End of this chapter)