Shenghe Hospital, late at night, Tong Wenrou had just finished a bed operation.

When she walked out of the operating room, she was already exhausted, and when she bumped into the person guarding outside, her heart sank.

"How is it?" He Yunlang did not follow the hospital bed, but stopped Tong and asked in a cold voice.

Surely this was not asking her how she was.

The corners of Tong Wenwen's mouth condensed a slight arc, met his eyes, and said sarcastically but gently: "She's fine, I'll save the child for you." ”

He Yunlang pursed his lips and didn't speak for a long time.

Tong's gentle and tired feet trembled, not wanting to waste any more time here, let alone facing him, so he lowered his head and prepared to leave.

"Wait!"

"What else?" she barely managed to control her volume.

He Yunlang's eyes flashed abruptly, listening to the woman's tense voice, a burst of anger suddenly welled up in his chest, and he pointed to the hospital bed that had just entered the elevator and asked, "This is the end?"

"Does Mr. He still want me to accompany the bed?" Tong said softly, "If I accompany the bed, I will go and change my clothes first." ”

He Yunlang almost didn't catch his breath when he heard this, and barely suppressed his anger and said: "Xiaozi, her health is not good, and she has lost half her life after such a toss, what about the follow-up care?"

Tong gently endured the anger in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "The service quality of our hospital is the first in the province, if Mr. He is still not at ease, the transfer procedure is a matter of your phone call." ”

He Yunlang's face was moody, looking at her hurriedly turning back, he made a "hum" in his throat, and then left.

The newly appointed assistant Wen Jing followed behind, looking at the direction the boss left, muttering in her heart for a while or asking dutifully: "Dong He, do we want to go see Miss Yin first......?"

“…… Look a fart!"

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As the door lock "clicked" open, Tong Wenrou was stunned at the door to the dark room, and then silently changed his shoes and sat down on the sofa.

The phone kept coming in, and she knew who it was, so she didn't even look at it, staring at the muted TV program.

She had just undergone a major operation, and she was very tired, but she was still more tired than this.

After a while, the door lock made another "click" sound, Tong's gentle heart suddenly hanged, and the afterglow glimpsed the familiar figure at the door, which was in line with the memory, and his eyes were in a trance, and his lips moved unconsciously, but he never made a sound.

Subsequently, the lights in the living room came on.

The man's grim face appeared in front of him.

The tenderness in Tong Wenrou's eyes also disappeared.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" He Yunlang still had the cold air outside on his body, so what he said was also cold.

Tong Wen Wen pretended to look at his phone, "oh", and said, "It's muted, I didn't hear it." ”

He Yunlang stood down in front of her and half-ordered: "Don't be silent in the future, don't answer my phone." ”

Tong gently nodded obediently, set the phone to "ringtone mode", and then logically opened the APP to watch the news, and no longer looked up at him.

He Yunlang's expression changed slightly.

The man in front of her was her husband of three years, and a few hours earlier, she had just helped her husband keep his children with those of other women.

"Come back to the old house with me tomorrow," He Yunlang was displeased with her ignorance of her, reached out and snatched her phone, and continued, "Mom and Dad are back and want to have a meal with us." ”

She still didn't look at herself, He Yunlang had to sit on the sofa opposite her, and when she saw that Tong Wenrou was finally willing to raise her eyes, the depression in her chest dissipated a lot.

"Good. She nodded.

"Tomorrow, what should be said is said, and what should not be said ......"

"I'm measured. Tong gently and understandingly took the words.

The depression that had just dissipated in his chest gathered again.

He Yunlang looked at her tepid appearance fixedly, for a few seconds, there were many thoughts in his heart, but what really came to his lips was only one sentence, "I'll come and pick you up tomorrow night", and then slammed the door and left.