Chapter Ninety-One: Within Reach, the Heavens Are Separated

No matter how Mama Zhang looks at it, she thinks she looks weird.

I wondered if I had quarreled with the young master again, but when I saw the young master leave just now, my complexion was not only not bad, but it should also be said to be very good.

It's just that these things are naturally not something that she can ask about as an old mother.

Zhang's mother hurriedly responded: "Yes, I went out at about two o'clock, young lady, I didn't say that I would go to the company, I guess it should be." ”

"He has an upset stomach and shouldn't be in a hurry to get to work. ”

Yan Mu said on her lips, but her mind was not here, she was just hesitating whether to go to him and ask about her father.

Are they destined to fall into such a circle of mutual distrust?

Zhang's mother was stunned, and then her face was worried:

"Young Master has an upset stomach? He didn't say this, and I saw that his face didn't look abnormal when he went out. ”

"I'll take a look. Yan Mu finally made a decision, turned around and walked out the door.

Mother Zhang saw that her face was not good-looking, and she was a little afraid for no reason, and she didn't dare to stop her, so she hurriedly called Uncle Zhou.

Fortunately, Uncle Zhou was waiting outside, and when he saw Yan Mu going out, he immediately got out of the car and greeted him.

Uncle Zhou still smiled politely, with a little banter in his tone:

"That's what the young master meant, where the young lady wants to go, I'll take you there. ”

Yan Mu looked at the respectful face in front of him and lost his mind for a moment.

Uncle Zhou is an old man who has been by Fu Chen's side for twenty years, and now as long as Fu Chen is not there, he will definitely assign him to be Yan Mu's saddle before and after.

Could such a person who cares about her in such nuances really have such vicious thoughts towards her father because of the grudge with her?

The mind is full of thoughts that should not be believed, should not be believed.

However, she still spoke: "Uncle Zhou, take me to the Fu family to find Fu Chen." ”

Uncle Zhou only waited quietly for her answer, and when Yan Mu opened his mouth, he opened the car door next to her, let her sit in the back seat, and then got in the car and looked behind him and smiled:

"If the young lady wants the young master, she has to go to the hospital, and the young master will hide from you to find a doctor to see a stomach problem. ”

Now that the relationship between these two has finally passed the rain, Uncle Zhou thought, and the person behind him had to laugh a little when he heard this.

But I didn't want to say that I still didn't have any expression, and my lukewarm words were short: "Then go to the hospital." ”

Uncle Zhou was bored and puzzled for a while, but he could only turn around and drive, silent all the way.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and Uncle Zhou turned around with a smiling face:

"Does the young lady want to make a phone call before going in? It was Mr. Jiang who saw the young master, and I am afraid that it will be embarrassing if it has passed like this. ”

Embarrassing, why embarrassing.

Yan Muman's mind was full of those words: "Surgery with a success rate of less than 20 percent." ”

She suddenly thought that if her father was indeed critically ill and passed away, he loved her so much when he was alive, and he should have wanted to see her no matter what before he died, right?

Yan Mu pushed open the door and got out of the car, but did not look at the person sitting in the driver's seat, but just said a moment before closing the car door: "Take me over." ”

No matter how she looks at it today, it's too abnormal, and it doesn't even look like the same person at all.

Uncle Zhou saw that her face was extremely bad, so he only nodded, got out of the car and led the way.

He felt uneasy in his heart, thinking about whether to call Fu Chen, but he couldn't always do it in front of Yan Mu.

What's more, when someone brought it, if there was really something, Fu Chen would naturally watch it.

Uncle Zhou walked in front, looking back at the people behind him from time to time, for fear that he would lose them.

But although Yan Mu didn't say a word, he kept following.

Until he arrived outside Jiang Wenyan's clinic, Uncle Zhou stretched out his hand to knock on the door, but was stopped by Yan Mu.

She suddenly became a little timid, and said lightly: "Uncle Zhou, go back first, I'll sit here and wait, I don't have to tell him." ”

There were long rows of seats in the corridor next to the outpatient clinic, and Yan Mu sat quietly, watching the back of Uncle Zhou leaving.

The people who came and went in the corridor looked hurried or sad.

She leaned her back against the wall, separated from him by a few minutes, but suddenly felt that the heavens were separate.

Many years later, she often thought that the real distance between her and him was from the moment she finally chose to come here.

Tick, tick, time went back and forth in my mind, and after a long time, the door to the consultation room finally opened.

Jiang Wenyan and Fu Chen came out side by side, talking and laughing, and almost immediately noticed Yan Mu sitting outside.

Fu Chen's face was slightly stunned for a while, and he quickly walked in front of her and squatted down, took her two clasped hands into the palm of his hand, and chuckled:

"How did you find out?"

Then his gaze swept over Jiang Wenyan who was standing aside.

Jiang Wenyan's voice immediately sounded:

"Look at what I'm doing, don't forget who helped you cover at noon, can I be the one who makes a small report afterwards?"

Fu Chen's gaze continued to fall on Yan Mu, rubbing her somewhat cold hands.

His eyes full of affection reflected her whole empty and expressionless face.

Jiang Wenyan said with disgust: "Look at the way your eyes shine, you should really take a photo and show it to those women who say that you are not close to women." ”

"Don't forget to pay for the portrait. Fu Chen was in a rare mood and picked up his joke.

The assistant came to urge, and Jiang Wenyan returned to the consultation room.

Fu Chen looked at it again, and just now he thought it was an illusion, and then he determined that something was wrong with the person in front of him.

"Uncomfortable?" Fu Chen reached out to touch her forehead.

Yan Mu immediately got up, just avoiding the hand he stretched out to her forehead, but she still grabbed his arm and chuckled:

"It's okay, maybe you're a little tired, are you going to the company?"

Fu Chen's eyes drooped slightly, fell on the slender arm, and raised the corners of his lips:

"It's not over in the afternoon, is it good to accompany you. ”

"Okay. Yan Mu only looked ahead.

It's not that she doesn't know that Fu Chen's afterglow is full of her, hoping that there can be a moment of contact with her gaze.

Along the way, many people looked sideways, with envy in their expressions, and even a little girl's low voice.

"Oh my God, so handsome, and so tall, what is the expression of the person next to him, the corners of my mouth can be raised to the sky!"

"Dream on, you guys, people must like this kind of cold style. ”

I can only hear these few words, and further on, the discussion behind me will no longer be heard.

Out of the hospital, Uncle Zhou's car was still waiting there from afar.

Yan Mu suddenly stopped, looked up and asked him, "Did you drive here?"

Fu Chen only thought that she was worried that the car was not good when it was parked here, and responded: "It's okay, let someone come and get it another day." ”

"Are you driving well, I want to be the co-pilot. Yan Mu had a smile on his face.

This sentence is too pleasing to the person in front of her, so Rao is smile is not difficult to detect stiffness, Fu Chen still didn't notice it at all.

This put him in a good mood.

Although he patted her on the head and said, "What do you think about every day in your little head", his hand pulled her in a different direction.