As soon as Shen Mucheng left the hospital, he received a call from the Jiang family, saying that Mr. Jiang asked him to go there.
When we arrived at Jiang's house, Shen Yun was waiting downstairs, and the butler took Shen Mucheng to the study, where Mr. Jiang was already waiting.
Mr. Jiang was practicing calligraphy in the study, when he saw him come in, he raised his head and said, "Here we are."
"Grandpa." Shen Mucheng stood aside and waited for him to finish writing.
Mr. Jiang wrote for another ten minutes, took the towel handed by the butler, wiped his hands, walked to the tea table next to him and sat down, and Shen Mucheng sat across from him.
The butler made tea for the two of them, and retreated, leaving only two people in the study.
Mr. Jiang took a sip of tea and asked, "How are you doing?"
"Everything is fine, Grandpa Lao is worried about it." Shen Mucheng said, and picked up the teacup to add tea for him.
Mr. Jiang nodded, and asked as if chatting, "How is your relationship with the He family girl?"
I just met He Shuyu yesterday, but today my grandfather suddenly called and asked me to come over. Shen Mucheng knew the reason without guessing.
Hearing grandpa's question, he didn't beat around the bush: "Nowhere."
Mr. Jiang's reaction to him was also expected: "What's the matter? Tell grandpa, what's your dissatisfaction with that girl of the He family."
Shen Mucheng put down the cup, really thought about it carefully, and then said expressionlessly: "I can't think of anything satisfactory."
"..." Mr. Jiang's face twitched, "Correct attitude."
"Leave these things alone, I have my own measure." Shen Mucheng didn't want to get entangled with him on this matter.
"Grandpa can't control you now, whatever." Mr. Jiang sighed, and changed the subject, "How is your grandpa, I haven't visited him for a while."
The Shenjiang family has always had business contacts. The marriage of Shen Mucheng's parents made the relationship between the two families much stronger. Mr. Jiang and Mr. Shen also have a deep friendship, so Shen Mucheng did not hide it. About the old man's hospitalization, I briefly told him the whole story.
"Hospitalized?" Mr. Jiang was worried when he heard the words, "How is the situation?"
"The person has woken up, there is no serious problem." Shen Mucheng said.
"That's good." Mr. Jiang nodded, "I'll go to the hospital to have a look later."
Shen Mucheng nodded, poured tea for him, and left after chatting for a while.
After the housekeeper sent him away, he returned to the study. Mr. Jiang looked at the tea on the table thoughtfully, pondered for a while, and said to the housekeeper, "Go and see who Mucheng is with recently."
"Yes." The housekeeper nodded, "Miss He..."
"Don't worry about it for now." Mr. Jiang waved his hand. He didn't insist on the He family's marriage. "Prepare a car and go to the hospital."
"Yes." The butler left in response.
After Shen Mucheng left Jiang's house, he asked Shen Yun to drive to the clinic where he recuperated after his accident.
It was a high-end private clinic. When the little nurse at the front desk saw him coming in, she quickly stood up and said hello, "Mr. Shen."
Shen Mucheng nodded, and Shen Yun stepped forward and asked, "Is Dr. Zhang there?" "In the laboratory, please follow me." The little nurse said and led him to Dr. Zhang's laboratory.
There are only Dr. Zhang and his assistant in the laboratory, surrounded by sophisticated instruments, even the medical instruments in the city hospitals are not as sophisticated as here.
Seeing Shen Mucheng coming in, Doctor Zhang stopped what he was doing, handed the notebook for recording materials to the assistant, walked towards Shen Mucheng and said with a smile, "Why are you here today? Are you uncomfortable?"
Dr. Zhang is about fifty years old, and his temples are a little gray, but he is very energetic. He is the owner of this clinic.
Shen Mucheng has not been in good health since the accident that year, and there are a lot of sequelae in his internal organs that need to be recuperated slowly. He comes to check up at a fixed time every month, and Dr. Zhang is his attending doctor.
"No." Shen Mucheng said, "Did I disturb you?"
"What did you say?" Dr. Zhang thought he was just passing by and walked in, patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, let's sit in the office and give you a pulse along the way."
Shen Mucheng nodded and followed him out of the laboratory.
When he arrived at the office, Dr. Zhang took Shen Mucheng's pulse and checked his heart rate: "What's wrong with you recently?"
Shen Mucheng talked about the aggravation of his headache symptoms, skipping over the reason of Luo Shaoheng.
Dr. Zhang said little by little: "You had a serious head injury at the time, and headaches were inevitable. Try to stay up late as little as possible, and don't work too hard on everything."
Shen Mucheng responded, and Zhuangruo asked unintentionally: "Doctor Zhang, how bad was my injury back then? I can't get rid of the root after all these years."
"It's very heavy." Doctor Zhang looked serious, "It's not an exaggeration to say that he was close to death."
Shen Mucheng tapped his fingers on the table: "Do you know the doctor who was the first to contact me when I had an accident?"
"I don't know this. When you turned around, you were already in a 'fake death' state, that is, in a semi-vegetative state." Dr. Zhang thought about it and said, "To be honest, you can wake up and recover so smoothly. It's always been a miracle."
"Thank you." Shen Mucheng paused and said, "If I remember correctly, I have been lying by your side for nine years."
"Yes." Doctor Zhang sighed, "Time flies so fast."
Shen Mucheng did not continue this topic: "I will bring someone over tomorrow, please take a look for him."
"Oh?" Doctor Zhang was a little surprised, "This is the first time you said you would bring someone here, what's going on?"
"He..." Shen Mucheng thought about Luo Shaoheng's situation, and then repeated what the doctor said at the time.
Doctor Zhang thought for a while after hearing this: "You bring the person over to have a look first."
"Okay." Shen Mucheng nodded, chatted with him a few more words before getting up to leave.
After leaving the clinic, Shen Mucheng ordered Shen Yun to investigate what happened back then. Shen Yun was surprised that he suddenly wanted to investigate these old things, but he didn't ask any more questions. He immediately contacted a good person to investigate, hung up the phone and asked Shen Mu Cheng: "Boss, where are you going now?"
Shen Mucheng looked at the time, and it was almost time for lunch, so he said, "Go back to the apartment."
As soon as he said he was going back to the apartment, Shen Yun was very curious about what happened after he went back last night, but he couldn't ask, so he could only pretend to respond calmly, and drove back.
When Shen Mucheng returned to the apartment, Wang Ma was cooking in the kitchen. Seeing him come back and stop what she was doing, she was a little surprised: "Ah Cheng, are you coming back for dinner today?"
Shen Mucheng nodded, and glanced around the living room. Wang Ma responded, "Are you looking for Mr. Luo? He's in the studio inside. I'll go in and call him..."
"No, I'll just go there." Shen Mucheng waved his hand and started to go to the studio.
Shen Yun, who was following behind him, stopped tactfully, moved to Wang Ma's side and said, "Wang Ma, do I have a share of today's dishes?"
"Yes, yes, there are those who have come back." Wang Ma happily continued to cook.
When Shen Yun heard that there was food, he hurried into the kitchen to help.
When Shen Mucheng approached the studio, his footsteps slowed down a little, and when he reached the door, he saw Luo Shaoheng standing in front of the easel.
There is heating in the room. Luo Shaoheng only wore a round-neck brown sweater with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He was slightly arched, holding a palette in one hand and drawing on paper with a paintbrush in the other. , there is a small bucket filled with water at the feet, and there is a small circle of water stains around the small bucket.
Luo Shaoheng didn't know he was back, and Shen Mucheng didn't go in to disturb him, but leaned against the door frame and watched him add bright colors to the scenery on the paper little by little.
Luo Shaoheng wrote very quickly, almost as if he didn't think about it, he smeared on the paper, the brush brushed the paint on the palette, and painted on the paper.
Because his back was covering it, Shen Mucheng couldn't see the whole thing he drew, and only saw a large expanse of rich green.
Shen Mucheng stared at his back with a strange feeling in his heart.
- He seems to have grown a lot taller than before.
Shen Mucheng felt that way, he hesitated for a moment, walked in slowly, and stopped half a meter away from Luo Shaoheng.
At this time, Luo Shaoheng had just made the last stroke, he took two steps back and bumped into him.
When Luo Shaoheng bumped into him, Shen Mucheng subconsciously put his arms around his waist, and naturally held him in his arms.