Chapter 3: Whether you can survive depends on this one (2)
Ding Zhu raised his head and looked at Chen Zifan, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said in a voice with unknown meaning: "Resigned?" ”
Chen Zifan's pupils contracted obviously, but the smile on his face was even better, and his tone was relaxed: "Yes, the work is far away from home, and it is hard, you have to work overtime at any time, this time you are hospitalized, and the company still does not pay your salary, what is the point of staying in this kind of company?" I don't earn a lot, and after quitting my job, you can rest well, and I can take good care of you when I stay at home, isn't that great? ”
The brow on the left side was almost raised, Ding Zhu confirmed that he was definitely not delusional, Chen Zifan's raised brisk tone was provoking her, what did he think would be? Lose one's temper? What are you doing with him? Give him another chance to break his hand? Hehe, he's really thinking too beautifully.
Although Ding Candle does want to beat him up now.
"When will the plaster be removed?" Ding Zhu lowered his gaze and continued to eat, ignoring Chen Zifan's words at all, but instead changed the topic.
Chen Zifan stared at Ding Zhu's every expression, he thought that she would be angry and she would collapse, after all, the last dispute was due to him asking her to quit her job, but Chen Zifan was disappointed, the woman sitting on the bed eating on the other side didn't even have a superfluous expression on her face, she just glanced at herself very calmly, and then continued to bite the ribs, but the way she bit the ribs hard always made Chen Zifan feel inexplicably creepy.
Crunch, as if biting someone's bones.
"I'll ask you." I didn't hear Chen Zifan's answer, Ding Zhu reminded.
"Oh, there's another week." Chen Zifan was obviously not satisfied with the fact that the thing he had just thrown out was so lightly ignored, and he pulled the topic over again: "Don't take that job to heart, there will be something you like more in the future, if you definitely want to go to work, I'm helping you find it, find someone close to home, a little more leisurely, what do you think?" ”
It seems that this is your own attitude, Ding Zhu looked at Chen Zifan, slowly pulled the corners of his mouth into a perfect arc, and showed a gentle but unclear smile: "You can just look at it." ”
This answer really surprised Chen Zifan and shocked, it seemed to greatly exceed Chen Zifan's expectations, he didn't close his mouth for a long time in surprise, and it wasn't until Ding Zhu reminded him that he was going to work after lunch, and then he left with a vain smile, but the slightly hasty and stiff steps still revealed the bottom of his heart.
Looking at Chen Zifan's back, which could almost be regarded as a deserted escape, the smile on the corner of his lips finally shed a trace of coldness, unexpected? Got your way? You're so young.
"That's right, Zifan is also for your good, it's best if that kind of unit doesn't go." Aunt Wang, who was watching everything intently and gossiping on the side, only opened her mouth to comment at this time, completely on Chen Zifan's side.
Ding Zhu bared his white teeth, and looked well-behaved and obedient: "You are right, Aunt Wang." ”
Until Ding Zhu got out of bed and walked out of the ward to go to the rehabilitation room, Aunt Wang was still sighing that their husband and wife were in harmony, Chen Zifan was really bitter, and Shi Wei must cherish her blessings.
Cut, pretend that who can't.
Ding Zhu snorted lightly, rolled his eyes and entered the reconstruction room, the first thing was to be weighed.
Fifty-six kilograms.
She was happy with the weight.
Shi Wei's height is close to 1.7 meters, but her original weight is less than 90 pounds, she is thin and thin all over her body, and she has no strength at all, plus she has a broken wrist on her left hand. So, the first thing Ding Zhu did when he entered the mission was to strongly request hospitalization.
In the original plot, in fact, Chen Zifan also wanted to send Shi Wei to the hospital, but Shi Wei was afraid that Chen Zifan would do something to her work, so she just went to put on a plaster cast or insisted on going to work. Now Shi Wei is willing to go to the hospital, of course Chen Zifan can't help it, and the hospitalization procedures were completed on the same day, and from that day on, Chen Zifan began the process of running at home, hospital, and company.
And Ding Candle is also very comfortable, she needs time, she needs time to recover, she needs time to get stronger, in this case, hospitalization is the best choice, not only so that Chen Zifan does not have so much time to stare at her, but also gives her a legitimate reason to change her body.
After all, anyone who does such a thing as hitting a stone with an egg is a fool, and she is not stupid.
Standing in front of the mirror, Ding Candle looked at her body left and right, although her weight reached fifty-six kilograms, but from the first day of hospitalization, she began to exercise all parts except her left hand, which did not make her look fat and bloated, but made her body very healthy, the powerful muscles were obediently attached to her bones, and her body was well-proportioned and toned, except for her left hand, which had not yet removed the plaster, everything satisfied Ding Candle.
"Now you can actually move your left hand, although the cast has not been removed, but after such a long time, the bones have grown, exercise more to avoid muscle weakness." The rehabilitation doctor stood beside Ding Candle, instructing Ding Candle's movements, and unintentionally mentioning it.
Ding Zhu hurriedly pretended to be "it can be operated like this" expression to express her gratitude, turned her head and really began to exercise her left hand, she naturally would not tell the rehabilitation doctor, in fact, she was two months ago in the morning, after Chen Zifan left every night, she would insist on exercising her left hand, although it is not as strong as the arm strength of her right hand, but it is better than the broken body of the original owner before the hospitalization.
When Ding Zhu returned to the ward, he happened to meet Chen Zifan, who came to deliver food: "Weiwei, where have you been?" ”
"I'm going to the restoration room." Ding Zhu smelled the fragrance wafting from the thermos bucket, and felt that he was really hungry after an afternoon of physical training. "If you don't believe me, you can inquire or find a way to adjust the surveillance."
"I don't believe you, I just care about you, this reconstruction has to be done slowly, you don't have to be too anxious, this is a matter of one or two days......" Chen Zifan's expression was unhappy for a moment, but he immediately covered it up.
"What do you eat at night?" Ding Candle didn't bother to listen to Chen Zifan's nonsense, she walked in front with her hands behind her back, and moved her neck to interrupt his argument.
"It's all your favorite food." Chen Zifan was not angry, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to help Ding Zhu into the ward, of course, he did not forget to greet the patients and family members in the ward one by one.
No one noticed the indifferent expression on Ding Candle's face as if he was looking at a dead man and the strange smile on the corner of his lips.