Chapter 241: Distress and venting

Although she was tired and weak, she still got dressed and walked out of the ward without the slightest delay.

When she passed the nurses' station, the little nurse on duty at the counter called out to her: "Miss Jane! ”

Jian Zhiyu stopped and walked over: "Is there something wrong?" ”

The little nurse hesitated, but still spoke: "During the day, when you were doing chemotherapy, a handsome guy who claimed to be your brother came to see you and checked your case at the nurse's station. ”

Jian Zhiyu's pale face immediately changed, he held his breath, and spoke cautiously: "Did that person say what his name was?" ”

The little nurse thought for a moment and nodded: "It's called...... Jian Muxi! ”

Jian Zhiyu staggered back two steps, and his body shook violently twice before he could barely stabilize his body.

The soft place in my heart seemed to have collapsed, and it was difficult to breathe.

It was a long time before the little nurse heard the words slowly coming out of her mouth: "Brother....... It's really him! ”

The little nurse was a little worried when she saw her abnormal look: "Miss Jane, are you okay?" ”

Jian Zhiyu was unheard of the little nurse's words, and slowly moved towards the outside of the hospital like a squatting statue.

He knew, he already knew, even if she was so well disguised, he still knew.

Then they can't be like nothing happened to each other anymore, can they?

From the inpatient department to the gate of the hospital, it originally only took ten minutes to walk, but it took Jian Zhiyu half an hour to complete.

But even at the gate of the hospital, in the eyes of Jian Zhiyu at this time, it was nothing.

She only knew that there was a road ahead, and she kept walking slowly at the beginning of the walk, like a soulless body, like a puppet with no breath and no sense.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of her.

She stopped and looked up at the comer.

His thoughts immediately turned, and his eyes flashed: "Brother Leng......" shouted softly.

Leng Zheyu saw her lost soul, and a rare serious expression appeared on her face, which had been laughing all the time.

He frowned and looked at Jian Zhiyu: "What's wrong?" Do you feel uncomfortable again? "There is a deep concern in his eyes that cannot be hidden

Leng Zheyu didn't directly question her why she didn't tell him about his illness, nor did he question her why Jian Muxi didn't accompany her? He just spoke lightly about the worries in his heart.

Jian Zhiyu's originally bright eyes were covered with a shallow mist at this time, and her expression became flustered again, and her eyes looked around: "What about him?" ”

Leng Zheyu was at a loss: "Who?" ”

Jian Zhiyu's lips opened, but he didn't say the name.

Leng Zheyu came back to her senses in an instant, and suddenly understood who the 'he' in her mouth was.

His eyes darkened, and his voice was muffled: "He's not here!" ”

Jian Zhiyu was relieved.

Leng Zheyu saw the suddenly relaxed expression on her face, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

But this kind of emotion was only a matter of a moment, and soon he adjusted his mentality, pretending to be very relaxed, and looked at Jian Zhiyu: "I've been hungry for most of the day, right?" ”

Jian Zhiyu looked up at him.

She didn't ask him how he knew, in fact, there was no need to ask, since her brother knew, he and Brother Han naturally already knew.

Thinking of this, she smiled bitterly, I'm afraid everyone knows, right?!

After about three or four seconds, Jian Zhiyu shook his head in a daze: "I'm not hungry!" ”

Leng Zheyu frowned, and shook his head without hesitation: "That's not good!" Rice still has to be eaten. Without waiting for Jian Zhiyan to resist, he took her hand and walked towards the place where his car was parked.

Jian Zhiyu didn't have the extra strength to struggle, so he could only get into the car with him obediently. Take a hundred plating on the latest chapter of "Childhood Sweetheart's Girl, Don't Be Too Childish, Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.