When she arrived at the hospital, she learned that she had been sent to the hospital yesterday because of acute gastritis, and today she had been transferred to the general ward for anti-inflammatory injections.
Ji Nuan called Secretary Yang again, and after confirming the situation, he bought some liquid nutrition near the hospital that could be taken during gastritis and brought it in.
Because they were also on a temporary business trip to Beijing, there were no family members or people from the company here. Some partners should have come to visit yesterday, so the ward was extremely quiet today. When Secretary Yang saw Ji Nuan coming, he went out. .
Ji Nuan walked over and saw Mr. Vinse sitting on the hospital bed with a pale face. He was still hanging a sling bottle. There were several needle holes on the back of his hand, which showed that he had received a lot of anti-inflammatory injections.
"What did I tell you that day? I told you to go to the hospital quickly, but you still didn't listen. It's suddenly so serious. Did you go out to socialize and drink again in the past two days when your stomach was uncomfortable?" Ji Nuan put the hand in his hand. Put down the nutritional supplements.
Mr. Vinse saw her coming. Although his face was not very healthy, he was in a good mood and said with a smile: "I thought I could hold on, it was just gastritis, but I didn't expect that I was knocked down by a few glasses of wine in the end."
Ji Nuan looked at him speechlessly and took the thermometer placed next to his bed: "It's okay. It looks like your fever is gone. Secretary Yang said I just found out yesterday that you have been suffering from a high fever for the past few days. You're not very reliable as a secretary." That’s right, I knew you had a fever that day at the exhibition hall, why didn’t she find out?”
"She didn't stay in the same hotel as me. I asked her to go to several districts around Beijing to investigate, and I didn't let her follow me all the time." Mr. Vinse explained.
No wonder.
Ji Nuan sighed: "The doctor said there's nothing wrong, right? It's just gastritis?"
Mr. Vinse smiled lightly and nodded: "What else can happen? If it is some other serious problem, do you think Secretary Yang still has the time to give up the space in the ward to the two of us alone?"
Ji Nuan: "..."
Don't forget to flirt with girls at this time.
She opened the things she bought: "I bought some powder or paste suitable for brewing. In your current situation, you should only be able to eat liquid food for a few days. You need to take good care of your stomach. In a short time, Don’t drink any more.”
"People like us are envied by others. We seem to be extremely rich, have a smooth life, and have nothing to worry about. But how much money and business are negotiated over the wine table? Do you think BGY's general manager is Are you eating for free? Drinking and talking about business are also skills, and they are much more useful than the amount of wine you pour in just a few glasses."
Ji Nuan laughed loudly: "Yes, there are advantages to not being able to drink well. At least it won't irritate your stomach like this. I think you are using your life to discuss business."
"It's not as serious as you said. Have you ever been drunk?" Mr. Vinse asked with a smile even though he knew the answer.
Ji Nuan paused, unpacking the nutritional supplements in her hands without stopping, and simply said lightly: "I've been drunk, but not for a long time."
In these years in London, she had actually been slightly tipsy. She could be said to be drunk, but it couldn't be said to be extremely drunk. At least she was always sober.
And in these years, she had to stay awake all the time in order to prevent her heart from falling into any state.
The two of them started talking about wine and other topics. Ji Nuan always talked about work in front of Mr. Vinse. This was the case before in London and also after returning to China. It was just to avoid him talking about the two things. The relationship between people is awkward, so she will always talk about business when she has nothing to say. Now she doesn't need to deliberately find something to say, but this kind of conversation habit has been developed.
It just so happens that this is good, at least it won't be embarrassing.
"What's going on between you and Mr. Mo?" After chatting in the ward for two hours, Ji Nuan originally planned to let Mr. Vinse close his eyes and sleep for a while, but he also sat here for a while before leaving, but it was quiet for a while. , his voice suddenly sounded again.
This sentence is no longer just about work.
Ji Nuan paused while flipping the phone casually, raised her eyes to look at him, and met Mr. Vinse's gaze.
Her eyes fell back on her phone, her fingers slid open WeChat, and she replied a few words and expressions to Xia Tian who had just sent her a message, and then accidentally saw the WeChat message below that she had never replied to.
The man's name is still blank, the friend circle is also empty, but the avatar is still hers, and has not been changed, or there is no intention to change it at all.
She gently turned off the screen of her mobile phone with her finger, and smiled: "What could be going on? It's just that we were married before, and then we were in the mall together. It was inevitable that we would meet each other occasionally, and some minor incidents happened. It’s just a small friction.”
"It seems like he has no intention of letting you go. How did you two get divorced in the first place? Are you sure the relationship has already been divorced?"
Ji Nuan didn't understand why he asked this.
Suddenly I felt a little funny.
"I signed the divorce agreement and went to the UK after signing it. Regarding other divorce procedures, I think even if I didn't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in person, he would have the ability to get the divorce done. How could you? Ask like that?"
Mr. Vinse's expression paused: "You didn't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"
Ji Nuan also paused, feeling as if there was something behind his words: "What?"
Mr. Vinse's eyes darkened for a moment, but he sighed helplessly: "Ji Nuan, this is a society governed by the rule of law. Since your marriage to Mo Jingshen was carried out step by step in China and was not a registered marriage abroad, divorce is not possible. It's not as simple as just an agreement. Even if he is capable, if you want to complete the divorce in China, in addition to signing it yourself, you must also go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in person. Even if Mo Jingshen is the king of heaven, I can't personally come forward for you. .”
The corner of Ji Nuan's mouth twitched slightly, and a corner of his heart sank: "What do you mean?"
"Although this is not a very optimistic situation for me, I still suggest that you re-examine the relationship between you and Mo Jingshen. Are you sure you are divorced?"
Ji Nuan: "..."
How could there not be a divorce
Mo Jingshen made such a big change for the sake of her life trajectory, forced her to leave, and asked her to live alone in England and face everything unknown in the past three years. This was the cruelest step for him. If you’ve already done it, how could you not get divorced
Besides, he sent the divorce agreement to her first, and after she signed it, she sent it back to him.
Although the man's column was blank when she signed it, he should have signed it immediately after receiving it.
Signing, divorce, every step is like the previous life.
If it is for the sake of her life trajectory, he must sign and the marriage must be divorced.