When he saw the text message from Rose, Fu Tingyuan had just finished eating a bowl of millet porridge without many rice grains.

He suffered from stomach problems due to high-intensity work, and after two days of continuous painkillers to suppress the pain, the poor stomach that was overwhelmed by him finally gave him a look. He vomited a pile of blood in his office, startling Rose, who came in to deliver the papers, and was taken to the hospital.

After the gastroscopy, the doctor warned him that if he still wanted this stomach, it was best to stay in the hospital for half a month to recuperate.

Acute stomach bleeding and the stimulation of painkillers, he can only drink millet porridge for most of the month.

When you think about it, you feel that there is nothing to love.

After reading the text message sent by Rose, Fu Tingyuan put his mobile phone on the bedside table, pulled the quilt and lay on the bed and began to sleep.

So when Luo Nan first came in, what he saw was Fu Tingyuan's pale and bloodless lips lying on the bed and his obviously thin face.

Her heart felt as if it was gently pinched by a hand, and she was a little distressed and panicked, she walked over cautiously and stood aside to look at Fu Tingyuan's haggard appearance.

He was haggard and pitiful.

Such a handsome and outstanding man, once he falls down and becomes sick and weak, it is enough to make people feel distressed.

Rose looked at Luo Nanchu standing on the side of the bed with a distressed look, smiled slightly, and walked over and said very politely: "The boss may have just fallen asleep after taking the medicine and didn't see the text message, let me call it for you." ”

"No, you don't." Luo Nanchu hurriedly stopped her move, "I'll just wait here." ”

"Then your afternoon ticket may be ruined."

"......" Luo Nanchu pursed his lips, looked at the man's pale face, and said softly, "I'll be fine if I leave in a few days." ”

"That's good." Rose smiled, "I'm out, I've got something to do." There's something to eat in the fridge, so you can grab something when you're bored. ”

Luo Nanchu nodded: "Okay." ”

Luo Nanchu stood on the edge of the bed and looked at him for a while, a little thirsty, turned around and poured a glass of water from the refrigerator, lowered his head and took a sip, turned around, and saw Fu Tingyuan slowly open his eyes.

When he saw her, he seemed to be stunned for a moment, but did not speak.

Luo Nanchu hurriedly put down the water, walked over to look at him, and asked cautiously, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

Fu Tingyuan pushed away the quilt and sat up from the bed, his expression was a little tired and tired, and his tone was very light: "Why are you here." ”

"Rose said you're sick, I'll come and see you." Luo Nan bit his lip when he first saw his thin and pointed chin, and finally couldn't help asking, "How did you make yourself like this?" ”

"I'm too tired from work." Fu Tingyuan said calmly, "I didn't eat on time, my stomach ulcer was just a little stomach bleeding." ”

Luo Nanchu looked at him with a familiar expression, a little angry, and complained: "How old are you, you still haven't eaten well, and you still made yourself have stomach bleeding?" ”

"It's just a bit busy at work." He explained to her.

Luo Nanchu was still a little unhappy, thinking about him over there, Fu Tingyuan sat on the bed and listened to her complains honestly, looking very well-behaved.

Luo Nanchu finished speaking, picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, and saw Fu Tingyuan sitting there silently and listening to her count for more than ten minutes, his skin was already white, and it was even more white and transparent at the moment, sitting there in a hospital gown, it was a sick and clear handsomeness, and it had a different taste.

Luo Nanchu glanced at him a few times, and felt that he was too guilty of returning YY to a patient, so he lowered his head and poured water violently.