After the master and apprentice left, Tong Chaoyan took out the medicine box, peeled off the blood-soaked gauze, and re-medicated and bandaged himself. I still can't see any emotions and expressions, and I am surprisingly calm.

The phone rang: "Huairen, is it all implemented? There will be no mistake?" After Tong Chaoyan put down the phone, the corners of his mouth curled up with a vengeful smile. After a leisurely wash, I climbed into bed.

Before going to bed, I received a Weibo reminder. Jiang Zhilan commented under Tong Chaoyan's Weibo: I'll wait to see your melons!

Jiang Zhilan's comment made the atmosphere in the Weibo comments a lot easier. also used his influence to divert the excessive attention of the melon-eating masses to Tong Chaoyan.

Tong Chaoyan put down his phone and fell asleep quickly.

A large general hospital. Zhang Molan parked the car and approached the inpatient with a blank expression and steps.

I saw my parents waiting anxiously outside the ICU: "Mom and Dad, go home and wait, I'll just stay here." Tell you something. ”

Zhang's father was still a little relieved. Zhang's mother pulled him insistently: "Go, go home! Why are we old couples suffering this sin for him here? Go home!"

Early morning. The nurse came out of the ICU ward and told Zhang Molan that Zhang Liancai could be transferred to the general ward.

Zhang Molan took two steps back and slumped in her chair. Rubbing his face with both hands, a heart, and finally landed. Then he quickly got up and followed him to the ward.

Zhang Liancai is still unconscious. Zhang Molan sat on the edge of the hospital bed and picked up her mobile phone. told Zhang's father and Zhang's mother about the situation. continued to guard Zhang Liancai.

It didn't take long for Zhang's father and mother to come to the ward with food. Let Zhang Molan eat something first.

"No, I can't eat it!" Zhang Molan shook his head.

Zhang Liancai slowly opened her eyes: "Dad." "A weak voice like a cat's bark.

The whole family looked at Zhang Liancai. Zhang Liancai rolled her eyes, looked around, and cried bigly.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Molan hurriedly asked.

Zhang Liancai cried: "Does Mother Yan don't want me anymore......"

The family didn't know what to do for a moment. Or Zhang's mother reacted quickly: "Xiaocai, why do you ask that?"

Zhang Liancai stopped crying and didn't ask, and shook her head timidly: "I want to go home." Avoiding Zhang's mother's gaze.

Zhang's father, Zhang's mother, and Zhang Molan looked at each other, and almost understood that Zhang Liancai lied about Mu Cai's urn being smashed and wronged Tong Chaoyan.

Zhang Molan stood there in a daze. Zhang's father and mother mourned their misfortune and looked at Zhang Molan angrily.

"Why don't you make a phone call quickly!" Father Zhang said almost quickly gritting his teeth!

"He has to have a face!" Zhang Mu turned around angrily and turned her back to Zhang Molan.

Zhang Molan looked at her angry parents, looking at Zhang Liancai, who didn't say anything, just expectation and guilt. Sighed: "I'll ask the doctor to see when you can be discharged." He put on a smile, went down the stairs, and went out.

Zhang Molan first went to the doctor's office, and the doctor told him to let Zhang Liancai stay in the hospital for observation for another three days, and if the condition was stable, he could be discharged from the hospital. But we should pay more attention in the future, because Zhang Liancai's heart is not just a problem of congenital heart disease, but already has a tendency to disease, or has been affected, and has already undergone lesions.

Zhang Molan wrinkled her brows, walked to the green belt of the hospital, and didn't care about the entertainment notes that followed, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked a few puffs. Anxiety, irritability, restlessness. I took out my mobile phone and dialed Tong Chaoyan's number.

Tong Chaoyan, who was thinking and eating breakfast while thinking about it, saw Zhang Molan's call, and was not emotional, so he quickly answered: "Zhang Dong, is Xiaocai awake?" asked with concern.

'Zhang Dong'!

Hearing these two words, Zhang Molan instantly stiffened, and her head buzzed.

The difference between Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhang is not only the difference in title, but also the difference between the two identities. Tong Chaoyan's double businessman will never be called indiscriminately. His lips opened and closed, but he was speechless.

Tong Chaoyan waited for a few seconds, but couldn't hear Zhang Molan's answer. But he had already guessed that it was Zhang Liancai who woke up: "Zhang Dong, you give your phone to Xiaocai, ask her what she wants to eat, and I'll make it for her." If you do it, send it to the hospital!"

Zhang Molan didn't say anything, walked into the ward numbly, and put the mobile phone to Zhang Liancai's ear: "Your Yan's mother's phone." "Everything is numb. Tong Chaoyan's 'Zhang Dong' shouted that his heart was like a knife. But it's all helpless! It's really my own fault.

"Mother Yan!" Zhang Liancai's eyes immediately became watery and shiny. Not at all like a patient coming out of the ICU.

Tong Chaoyan heard Zhang Liancai's voice, smiled, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiaocai, if there is anything you want to eat, I'll send it to you." Steamed eggs, millet porridge, right? Okay, I remembered. ”

Zhang Liancai handed the phone to Zhang Molan, Zhang Molan took the phone and didn't speak, he didn't know what to say.

Tong Chaoyan heard Zhang Molan's uneasy and heavy breathing: "Dong Zhang, do you need anything else in the hospital? I'll bring it over later." ”

Zhang Molan pursed her lips: "There is nothing needed." You get busy first. I'll pick you up. Hang up your phone and prepare to pick up Tong Chaoyan.

I saw Zhang Liancai sit up with the help of Zhang's mother and lean on the bed: "Mother Yan is not angry with me!" smiled like a rainbow in the sunny sky. It contrasts sharply with the complexions of the three adults.

"Let's go quickly!" Father Zhang urged expressionlessly.

Not long after putting down the phone, Zhang Molan arrived at 902. Tong Chaoyan hurriedly opened the door and leaned over to get him slippers: "Wait a minute, the millet porridge will be fine soon." I'll go pack the steamed eggs first. "Turn around and go to the kitchen. There was not the slightest fluctuation, and everything was so calm as usual. As if nothing had happened.

Tong Chaoyan calmly made Zhang Molan panic. He slowly walked to Tong Chaoyan's side, looked at Tong Chaoyan who was putting steamed eggs in the insulated lunch box, and saw her hand wrapped in white gauze. Reach out and want to hold it.

"Minor injury, out of the way." Has Zhang Dong eaten breakfast?" closed the lid of the lunch box and looked at Zhang Molan with a smile.

Yes, it's that kind of smile, the kind of smile that when we first meet, it's light and shallow, polite, I can't see any of her emotions, I can't guess any of her thoughts. Compared to his distrust of her, isn't this injury on his hand a small injury?

Zhang Molan's outstretched hand hung for two seconds, and then retracted it. Shaking his head, he said he hadn't eaten breakfast.

Tong Chaoyan looked at the already good millet porridge and turned off the heat. I took out three slices of toast from the fridge, quickly cut two slices of luncheon meat, washed a few slices of lettuce, rinsed them with drinking water, and made a simple sandwich and put it on a plate. Put a bowl of millet porridge and put it in a spoon. Brought to the table: "Let's make do with a few bites." After speaking, he picked up an insulated lunch box and carefully filled it with millet porridge.

Zhang Molan walked to the table and ate a simple breakfast made by Tong Chaoyan in less than two minutes. staring at Tong Chaoyan, who was busy in the kitchen, suddenly had a feeling that it was difficult to swallow. He was afraid that he would never be able to eat anything made by Tong Chaoyan in the future. But I still ate it in small bites.

Zhang Molan took the bowl to the kitchen and brushed it.

"Have you had breakfast with your uncle and aunt?" asked Tong Chaoyan, who was changing clothes in the bedroom.

"I've eaten them all." Zhang Molan replied dryly. In fact, he hoped that Tong Chaoyan could be coquettish in front of him, crying, and complaining. Instead of being calm and thoughtful as it is now.