Chapter Seventy-Four: Fighting Brightly and Secretly

Wen Yihua rushed back to Hangzhou early in the morning to deal with business. When I first entered the company, I saw Zhang Mingle answering the phone, his expression was warm, and his tone was sweet: "What's wrong with you? Didn't you give it to you yesterday? Still not satisfied?"

Seeing Wen Yihua coming, he immediately changed his tone: "Then let's do this first, I'm going to work!"

After hanging up the phone, he was happy with Wen Yihua: "It's so early today! Do you want to go to Lin'an?"

Wen Yihua walked towards his office, and he followed behind, as if listening to a lecture: "You also know that early in the morning, it is still ambiguous here." Are you looking for a girlfriend?"

He hurriedly denied: "Don't guess! It's your sister-in-law who quarreled with her, so don't buy a bag and apologize." Alas, women, it's hard to coax. ”

Wen Yihua didn't ask: "I haven't seen the person in charge of new media you said until now, who is responsible for this matter? ”

Zhang Mingle nodded hurriedly: "These people from the new media, it's quite dragged, and I have made an appointment several times." Later, didn't you always run to Lin'an, so for your convenience, so I put it down first. ”

Wen Yihua looked at the information sent by Yan Yu on the table: "I have been running in two places, and the work is carried out by photos. You can't see it, right? Brother Ming, something is wrong with you lately, you used to play and play, and it didn't affect your work. ”

Zhang Mingle looked at Yan Yu who was waiting to sign in embarrassment: "I said that I didn't play, I really didn't!"

Yan Yu looked at him with a snicker, and the whole company could see that Zhang Mingle had a smug face recently, and he was humming a little song when he walked.

Wen Yihua signed the document, and explained while signing: "The quarterly report will be issued soon, where are the achievements, where are the defects, make a detailed report to me." ”

Yan Yu carefully turned the page for him: "Well, the finances will be arranged." Mr. Wen, the chairman said that he would arrange a trip back to the United States in April, let me ask you about your time. ”

He didn't raise his head: "I will communicate with her, you don't use it as a microphone for these questions." ”

Yan Yu was not annoyed, and packed up the documents for him: "Okay, I understand." Dr. Yan contacted a hospital in Hangzhou and could contact them at any time if he wanted to transfer to another hospital. ”

His face softened slightly: "I have a heart! I will definitely thank Dr. Yan personally!"

Yan Yu smiled slightly: "Then I'll go out first! Your trip can be arranged in the morning, and your time is empty in the afternoon." ”

Listening to her words, he looked at her back with interest, from the secretary's point of view, she was really dutiful.

Zhang Mingle changed the topic: "Master of Business Administration, MBA from Peking University, beautiful and capable, family background, it is said that I don't have a boyfriend yet." ”

"Don't look at it, it's not your thing!" Wen Yihua spared no effort to hit him, "Hurry up and get rid of your rotten peach blossoms! If you can't solve it, don't come to the company with this kind of look." ”

Zhang Mingle got up and prepared to sneak to his office: "I'll do something!"

At noon, Wen Yihua rushed to Lin'an and did not go to the hospital as soon as possible, but went to the flower shop to choose a large bouquet of flowers.

Pale yellow roses are delicate with eucalyptus leaves, pale pink bellflowers are fresh and beautiful with green, and bouquets bloom in a delicate square flower basket.

He sent a WeChat message to Wang Xueyan: "Are you in the hospital?"

Wang Xueyan replied after a while: "Well, I just accompanied my mother to check! Where are you?"

His mood was brightened by the flowers: "I'm going to the hospital soon!"

When he arrived at the door of the ward, he relaxed his steps, and Song Yizhen fell asleep.

Wang Xueyan stood up lightly and greeted him! took the flower in his hand, lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of the flower deeply!

Wen Yihua was moved for a while, led her out of the ward, pinched her fingers on her cheek, and whispered: "Today's state is not bad, it seems that yesterday was quite good, and I slept well." ”

She hugged the bouquet in her arms: "What you said, how can you take care of your mother if you don't have a good rest!"

He discussed with her: "I have already asked people to contact the hospital in Hangzhou, and in a few days, when my aunt is in better condition, you can discuss with her and transfer to Hangzhou for rehabilitation! ”

She was naturally willing: "Well, I listen to you! Even if it costs more money, I just hope that my mother can get better as soon as possible." ”

He whispered, "Taking care of people is hard work, don't tire yourself too much." ”

She listened to his voice, and her heart warmed: "Don't think I'm so useless?"

He looked at her smooth forehead: "Then I can't rest assured! Starting tomorrow, two nurses will take turns to take care of you, and you can also relax a little." ”

Wang Xueyan waved his hand: "Why do you want to invite two? Besides, Chen Chen resigned and didn't want to go back to Hangzhou, so she said to help us cook! ”

Wen Yihua showed a sly smile on his face: "Can you let your boyfriend show a sense of superiority at this time? Your boyfriend is not bad for money! Okay?"

She didn't expect that he would still be able to joke at this time, but she understood that he was never a person who showed off his wealth, just to make her happy.

Her hand tapped lightly on his chest: "Losers!"

He reached out and grabbed hers: "Just let me lose once!"

As they were talking, they heard the voice of the nurse talking inside, and when they walked into the ward, it turned out that Song Yizhen had woken up.

Wen Yihua greeted politely: "Hello aunt!"

Song Yizhen saw that it was him, his chest was tight, and he coughed.

Wang Xueyan hurriedly stepped forward and slapped her back: "Mom!"

She propped her right hand on her chest, gasped, forgetting that her left hand was temporarily unconscious, and she rushed to use her left hand, and her arm, which was originally unresponsive, actually moved, although it was not really raised.

Smelling the sharp eyes of the painting, I saw it at a glance, and said in surprise: "Auntie, your left hand moved just now!"

Song Yizhen and Wang Xuezhen were stunned, their eyes focused on her left hand.

"Mom, I'll call a doctor!" Wang Xueyan reacted immediately.

Song Yizhen raised her right hand and grabbed her, looked at her and shook her head.

She leaned back on the bed and sat down: "Mom! Since your accident, Yihua has been very worried and has done a lot of work. If you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, don't get angry and drive him away, okay?"

Hearing that she was pitiful, she stood next to her and shook her hand.

Song Yizhen lowered her head and closed her eyes, as if she was struggling with ideas. Raising her head, she said, "You... Pass.. Come"

Wen Yihua took a step forward and sat next to Wang Xueyan.

Song Yizhen glanced at him, although she said it with difficulty, she was anxious to express her meaning: "No... Please again. Expert, you. Busy. No.. Come here. up, snow. Speech. It will be very for. Difficult. ”

Wang Xueyan stared at her in surprise, unexpectedly that after she was unconscious and awake, she was still so obsessed with her thoughts.

Trying not to irritate her, Wang Xueyan said: "Mom! Now your body is the most important thing, let's think about rehabilitation first, and don't think about the rest first?"

Song Yizhen said such a long word in one breath, she was indeed a little tired, she stopped, took the water handed over by the nurse, drank and leaned on the pillow: "I." Tired. up"

Wen Yihua said sensiblely: "Auntie, I'll leave first." I see what you mean. You can rest assured to cultivate and maintain a good mood. ”

Wang Xueyan listened to his short but reasonable words, and she didn't dare to show it blatantly, so she looked at him with her eyes blank, and quietly made a phone call gesture in her ear with her hand.

Wen Yihua looked at her, nodded, and left the ward.

She didn't have time to think more, and was about to call the doctor, but Song Yizhen hurriedly stopped her: "Snow. . . Speech.. ”

She explained, "Mom, I'll call the doctor to see, didn't your hand move just now?"

Song Yizhen shook her head: "Me." See. Arrive. He. Heart. Feeling. True. Target. No. Good. ”

She sighed heavily: "Mom, will we go to Hangzhou next week?

Song Yizhen readily agreed: "Okay. . . of!"

In the afternoon, the Li family came, Shen Xinhui was also holding a large bouquet of flowers, Li Hong walked in front anxiously, and Li Xuanwen followed behind on the phone.

I don't know if it's true or fake, Shen Xinhui cried when she saw Song Yizhen: "Sister-in-law, you finally survived." ”

Li Hong whispered to her: "Can you speak?"

She only cared about herself and said, "You said that you have always had such a gentle temper, why are you so angry all of a sudden." If you really have something, what should Xue Yan do?"

These words became a kind of criticism in Wang Xueyan's ears, if it weren't for her, how could Song Yizhen, who had been gentle all her life, become like this?

Words that seem to be self-conscious contain too many meanings. Song Yizhen was not stupid, but at this moment she acquiesced to the other party's intentions, and instead nodded and said, "If I... It's true.. Something, you guys. Certain.. Want.. Help me.. Take care.. Snow words. ”

Shen Xinhui nodded vigorously: "That's a certainty!"

Li Xuanwen answered the phone and walked in: "Auntie, how are you feeling today?"

Song Yizhen said to him with a pleasant face: "It's much better! You all have your own jobs, don't come here in the future!"

He showed an expression that was exactly what I wanted: "Auntie, I just want to tell you this! I have contacted the hospital in Hangzhou, and I will transfer you to Hangzhou next week! It is also convenient for Xue Yan to take care of you, and we will come to see you, and you will have no psychological burden." ”

Wang Xueyan was already numb to his enthusiasm and arrangement, and she knew that he would definitely do it, because he knew that Wen Yihua was also doing it.

She sat quietly and listened to them, and Song Yizhen looked at her, as if telling her: Your mind is exactly the same as Li Xuanwen's mind.

She could only speak: "I have this plan too." ”

Li Xuanwen asked seriously: "Have you contacted the hospital?"

Her eyes were full of reproach: Are you knowingly asking?

Li Xuanwen stared at her deeply, she met his gaze, and the eyes of the two seemed to meet each other.

She took the initiative to look away and continued to be silent, listening to Li Hong, Shen Xinhui and Song Yizhen's long and short greetings.

Li Xuanwen walked up to her and said, "Xue Yan, is it convenient to go out for a while?" I have something to say to you. ”

Shen Xinhui heard his words and said to her: "Xue Yan, go ahead! You have really worked too hard during this time, go out and breathe." ”

She chuckled and nodded without objection, she also wanted to hear what Li Xuanwen wanted to say to herself.

In fact, they didn't go far, just walked downstairs in the inpatient department.

She suddenly found that she got along with Li Xuanwen, he had always been in the driver's seat, and he was the one who made up his mind about everything.

She didn't care before, so there was no opposition between the two of them.

And now, when he still wants to take charge of something, she has too much reluctance.