Chapter 889: He Jichen, Let's Have a Child (39)

"I know, I promise I won't bother you, thank you, thank you......" Cheng Weiwan thanked him several times.

The housekeeper couldn't bear to bow his head, sighed lightly, and then pointed in the direction of the inpatient building, looking like he was going to take Cheng Weiwan over.

Before either of them had time to lift their feet, Han Zhihui, who was standing not far away, suddenly cleared his voice.

The butler's figure froze visibly, and it took about ten seconds before she slowly turned her head and looked at the source of the sound.

When touching Han Zhihui's face, the housekeeper subconsciously lowered his head and shouted in a weak voice: "Mr. Han." ”

Han Zhihui stared at the two people without making a sound, and after a short while, he walked towards the two of them.

As he approached, the butler's legs trembled with fright.

When Han Zhihui stood in front of the housekeeper, the housekeeper instinctively spoke: "Mr. Han, I ......"

Han Zhihui didn't wait for the housekeeper to admit his mistake, so he said in a slightly cold tone: "You go up." ”

"Yes." When the housekeeper heard this, he didn't dare to linger for a moment, and left quickly with the things he had packed from home.

After the housekeeper ran into the inpatient building, Han Zhihui ignored Cheng Weiwan, who was standing on the side, raised his feet, and walked towards the inpatient building.

"Han Zhi returns to ......" Cheng didn't speak out late.

Han Zhihui turned a deaf ear, and his steps did not hesitate at all.

Cheng Weiwan hurriedly trotted all the way to catch up: "Han Zhihui!" ”

Han Zhihui seemed to want to get rid of her, and sensing her approach, his pace quickened a lot.

Cheng Wei, who was worried about Cheng Han, couldn't take care of anything else at all, she stretched out her hand without thinking about it, and pulled Han Zhihui's arm: "Han Zhihui, you let me see ......"

"I said it, don't let it!" Han Zhihui didn't wait for Cheng Weitai to finish speaking, and then spoke in a violent tone.

With his words, he subconsciously wanted to shake the arm she was holding, but as soon as the action began, the shocking wound on her sideburns suddenly flashed in his mind, and he didn't have any other thoughts, and the action of shaking his arm suddenly stopped.

I don't know if it was because he was frightened by his voice, or if she was afraid that he would throw her to the ground again, he felt her body tremble violently, and the force of grabbing his arm was significantly lessened.

She seemed to let go of him, but she still didn't let go of him.

He could feel that she was a little scared of him, because she spoke in a very cautious voice: "...... As long as you let me see Hanhan, you can do whatever you ask me to do, as long as I see with my own eyes that Hanhan is fine, well, I can leave Beijing, I ......"

Han Zhihui heard the familiar irritability in his heart again, and he didn't wait for her to finish speaking, he opened his mouth: "Don't waste your efforts, I said that if I don't let you see my son, I will never let you see my son!" ”

After speaking, Han Zhihui withdrew his arm and walked away.

Back in the ward, Cheng Han was still asleep.

When the housekeeper saw Han Zhihui coming in, the whole person obviously became a little uneasy, she thought that Han Zhihui would reprimand herself fiercely, but she didn't expect that Han Zhihui just threw out the sentence "Don't take it as an example", walked to the side of the bed, and stared at Cheng Han.

Until nightfall, Cheng Han's high fever finally showed signs of receding.

After worrying about the nurse and the housekeeper all day, I remembered to prepare dinner.

The dinner was bought by the housekeeper, because Cheng Han was getting better, before she walked out of the ward, her eyebrows were a little happy, but after she came back with dinner, she became a little worried.