When Ji Yuan came in, he saw Old Man Jiang sitting there in a daze, his usually very clear eyes, which looked a little trance and turbid at this time, while Qin Wangshu was lying on the other side of the bed and falling asleep.

Afraid of alarming them, he deliberately slowed down his steps when he walked, but he still alarmed Old Man Jiang.

Ji Yuan curled the corners of his lips, smiled at him gently, and put the thermos flask in his hand on the table.

Old Man Jiang frowned and said in a low voice: "He hasn't woken up yet, what are you doing with so much food?" ”

Ji Yuan said gently: "Get ready, maybe the president will wake up soon, I'm afraid that he will be hungry, besides, Mrs. also has to eat, and it is very hard for her to take care of the president." ”

Old Man Jiang glanced at the sleeping Qin Wangshu and nodded, "She has really worked hard." ”

After saying that, he stopped talking, and after a while, as if he remembered something, he asked in a low voice, "How long have you been with him?" ”

Ji Yuan was stunned, although he was a little surprised, he still replied in a regular manner: "It's been almost six years." ”

After speaking, he smiled to himself and sighed with some emotion: "Time flies so fast." ”

"yes."

Old Man Jiang sighed and asked again: "You have been with him for so long, so has he mentioned it in front of you before......" He coughed, his face was unnatural and said: "That me." ”

Looking at Master Jiang's twisted look, Ji Yuan was a little funny, thought about it seriously, and said, "Yes." ”

He paused, curling the corners of his lips, "He said he would come back to provide for you." ”

He didn't say the last two words "send the end", although the person who said this kind of thing didn't mean it, but anyone who heard it would change its taste.

"You've always been his closest person."

Old Man Jiang was stunned for a moment, and only said in a half-loud voice: "He really said that." ”

Ji Yuan smiled and said, "The president has always had you in his heart." ”

Old Man Jiang's eyes were a little sour, he turned his head, opened his eyes wide, suppressed the sourness that was about to overflow, and stood up for a long time and said, "Okay, I'll go back, you take good care of him, and notify me if something happens." ”

After speaking, he looked at Qin Wangshu, who was sleeping on the side of the bed, and sighed: "When she wakes up, let her go back to rest, she is tired these days, I don't want Yunzhou to wake up and find that his daughter-in-law is tired and sick." ”

"Okay." Ji Yuan said: "I'll send you back." ”

"No, Anan is outside, he just sends me back."

Old Man Jiang waved his hand, pushed the door and left.

Ji Yuan stood in place for a while, walked to the table, stretched out his hand to unscrew the thermos flask, and the rich taste of millet porridge instantly wafted out.

He pulled a chair, sat on the edge of Jiang Yunzhou's bed, and said in a low voice, "The old man is gone." ”

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Qin Wangshu on the right, and he reached out and gently stroked her head, "When she wakes up, tell her to go back to rest." ”

Ji Yuan curled the corners of his lips, "It's better for you to persuade yourself, madam, she just wants to stay by your side, and she doesn't want to go anywhere." ”

As he spoke, he had already put out the porridge, "This is the porridge that Mrs. told Sister-in-law Xiang to boil, I brought it over, do you want to drink some." ”

Jiang Yunzhou waved his hand, his eyes softened a little, "You can give it to Mrs. later." ”

He woke up at four o'clock in the morning today, in addition to Ji Yuan, Mo Yan knew, and of course, Zhou Zhixun and several other brothers who had not returned to Xiangjiang City knew.

Millet porridge is very fragrant, but his current body is too weak to eat.

Ji Yuan put away the porridge and said softly, "Okay." ”