The former is the flow of one's own conscious consciousness, and the latter is forced to do it for the sake of good health.

And ectopic pregnancy cannot be said to be a miscarriage in the strict sense of the hospital, the nurse is only a layman of Lin Zijia, and picks the key point: "There are also small confinement in a month or two, depending on the individual's physique."

"When she's in a bad mood, let it go, don't irritate her."

Lin Zijia nodded, asked something else, and then pushed the door open and went in, just in time to see Su Baixi put down his mobile phone, he should have finished chatting with Chen Yuan.

He wiped her body, but Su Baixi refused.

"Who do you think is right here? If I don't come, will Xiao Tang come?"

His hand had already reached over, Su Baixi closed his eyes, the ward was quiet, Lin Zijia actually wanted to ask more: What did you talk about with Chen Yuan?

Talking for so long?

The thought went around his mind, and he felt that saying it might make her unhappy, and when no one handed her the steps, he had to walk down by himself, and it didn't matter if he lost face, it was not cost-effective.

Once raw and twice cooked, Lin Zijia said, "What do you want to eat at night? Xiao Tang has something to do, if you don't eat what I brought, you will starve to death."

Su Baixi's eyes didn't open: "Who said Xiao Tang didn't come?"

"I called him to go to the factory, and it will take three or four days to supervise the process, and the chores add up, as well as the finishing work, and you will probably not be able to see him for the next few days."

When Lin Zijia spoke, his tone was smug.

It is not ruled out that he deliberately let people go, supporting the people around her, and in the end, only he is left, who does not need him to use?

Lin Zijia's hand was on the side of her collarbone, and the towel under his hand reached through the hospital gown, into her abdomen, and gently wiped it back and forth, he said, "Think about it, I won't let you suffer."

Su Baixi opened his eyes: "Yesterday's soup was very good."

"Cheng," he smiled, bending down and kissing her on the left cheek, "anything else?"

In the afternoon, an unknown courier was sent to Su Baixi's ward, or boxes of longan, Su Baixi didn't even look at it, and asked the cleaner to take it out and lose it.

The company knew that Su Baixi had an accident, so he sent a representative to express condolences, and after Su Baixi dealt with it simply, he heard the representative say: "We opened up a foreign trade line some time ago, and we have been in contact with foreign markets before.

The representative looked anxious and said eagerly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Su, I know that you have a problem with your body and need to recuperate, and I didn't want to bother you with these things, but this matter is a big matter, and I have to report it to you, after all, the order we signed for this batch of goods at that time was too big, not to mention 200 million."

"It's not groundless," Su Baixi picked his words, his face remained silent, "Do you suspect it's artificial?"

The representative said, "Yes, we had all our goods loaded, and we asked someone to unload them temporarily, and we were just a little closer, and we were able to leave, but we were stuck there, saying that we wanted to check it, but after we came down, a new person quickly took our place."

"Who?"

Representative: "The Xu family."

Su Baixi didn't react, only summed it up in his heart, it is estimated that Xu Youwei alone is far from having the ability to do this, to see who helped Xu Youwei.

Don't be Lin Zijia.

The representative cautiously looked at Su Baixi's face, and stopped talking, Su Baixi raised his head and saw it, and said directly: "If there is something to say, I don't have to hide it like this, and I haven't been angry with anyone."

This is also true, after Su Baixi entered the company, it was the same thing, and he never brought his personal emotions to work.

"Actually, this matter is like someone deliberately walked through the back door," the representative whispered, "Wang Haiwei, who is in charge over there, is very close to Lin Zijia, and they had dinner together last month."

The meaning is not difficult to guess.

He almost said to Su Baixi: Lin Zijia deliberately found someone to retaliate against us, it doesn't matter if the goods are stuck, the main thing is to take theirs

The quota is exchanged for someone from the Xu family, and it is too inhuman to do so.

It's not targeted, it's bad.

Hitting people doesn't slap their faces, if it's really Lin Zijia, this clearly shows that he helped Xu Youwei to slap Su Baixi's face.

Su Baixi understood, his face was still tepid, and he said, "You go back first, I know about this matter."

In the evening, Lin Zijia came back with the soup, he opened it on the table, leaned over to offer treasures, and said, "It's still hot, if you really like this house, I left a phone number and asked them to send it directly, it is estimated that it is better than me going over to get it."

Su Baixi didn't look at him.

Lin Zijia didn't say it bluntly, and said in circles: "There are many boxes of fresh longan in the corridor, do you know who sent them?"

"Who else could it be," Su Baixi didn't even do anything about the scene, "Xu Youwei."

"Then why did you throw it away?"

Su Baixi looked coldly: "Don't you like to eat?"

Lin Zijia's voice was quite kind, and asked, "How do I remember that you liked to eat before."

"Something nice to her?" Su Baixi sneered, "Send me the dragon's eye, it means that I am blind, eat more to make up for my eyes, and next time I see people to see it clearly, those who don't know will think that they are scolding me, and those who know will think that they are scolding you together, are you happy?"

Lin Zijia originally had a good attitude, but at this time, he couldn't help but be a little positive, and whispered, "Can you not think about it so much? It's not good for you to think too much."

"Did I think too much?" She looked back.

He said, "Just one kind of fruit."

Su Baixi didn't argue with him, but said, "I don't love her things, just like I don't like what you brought, can you understand?"

Lin Zijia felt that he wanted to leave for a moment, he threw the soup in his hand directly into the trash, and whispered, "Don't eat? If you don't eat, you'll starve to death."

"Get out."

The two quarreled again, Lin Zijia actually felt that she should get used to it, because Su Baixi had been in a bad mood during this time, sometimes she didn't get angry, but sometimes she was really hot, and she exploded at a point.

Lin Zijia thought about it carefully, and felt that he hadn't done anything wrong since he entered the door just now.

He calmed down and struggled, "What's wrong? It was I who stepped first with my right foot when I entered the door, which is not what you want, and you want me to step on my left foot next time?"

Su Baixi emphasized: "Get out."

Lin Zijia really went out.

When the door closed, Su Baixi stared at the trash can on the ground for two seconds, then shifted his gaze and continued to stare at the computer.

A few more minutes.

Lin Zijia came in with a new soup, opened it and put it on her table, and said in a muffled voice, "When I entered the door just now, my left foot stepped first, you have no reason to pick my thorn, eat quickly, I will be hungry and my stomach will be upset later."

Su Baixi frowned, and there was something strange in his heart.

More of a stunned one.