Chapter Eighty-Seven: Why am I so miserable?

Zhong Wanjun sighed: "Don't talk like that, he is your elder anyway, you have to call Uncle Wu." ”

Tang Yue sneered: "Do you still care about him?" You've been hit by a car, and he's all he thinks about is money, when did he care about you? Even if I came, I didn't hear him say anything about caring about you, let alone taking care of you! ”

"Your Uncle Wu is the stupidest, not good at expressing it, I understand his intentions. The old husband and wife, where do you need sweet words. ”

"Mom, are you still making a fool of yourself?"

"I'll let you take a look, and it won't be good. Usually, it's me at home, and he's alone, so I'm a little uneasy. ”

"He's relieved that you're alone in the hospital."

"Isn't there a caregiver? You're there too, besides, you were the one who drove people away last time. ”

Tang Yue didn't bother to fight, looked at Zhong Wanjun, and couldn't speak for a long time. Who is she doing all this for, is it not clear in her mother's heart? When he said this, he was blaming himself.

"Mom, that's what you thought in your heart, then I know. I have something to do, you can rest! ”

Tang Yue put down the water glass, turned around and left.

When Aunt Liu saw this situation, she could only sigh. Zhong Wanjun knew what Tang Yue didn't want to hear the most, but she wanted to say so. Even she, a bystander, could see that Zhong Wanjun was squandering Tang Yue's filial piety.

Knowing that Tang Yue would not give up on herself, Zhong Wanjun challenged Tang Yue's bottom line again and again, and wanted to bump into topics that could not be said.

Aunt Liu is an outsider, and it's hard to say anything. At first, she thought Zhong Wanjun was quite pitiful, and she watched it a few more times, but now, even she felt a little annoyed when she saw Zhong Wanjun secretly wiping her tears.

Zhong Wanjun has no one to talk to, so she has to pull Aunt Liu to talk.

"Sister Liu, you say, am I easy? Don't I just want my family to be reunited? But if you look at her, she doesn't understand my hard work at all, and now I'm angry at every turn, everyone is angry with me, what did I do wrong. Why is my life so bitter! ”

Aunt Liu stubbornly persuaded her: "Crying too much is not good for your eyes, Dr. Tang also hopes that you will be better, child, with a big temper, can you still see the same as a child?" Don't think about it, take a good rest, keep a good mood, and Dr. Tang will definitely come to see you later. ”

Zhong Wanjun nodded, and then lay down to rest, still relieved of Wu De in his heart, and he didn't know if he had eaten on time at home in the past few days.

Tang Yue was sulking all afternoon, and she didn't plan to go over, but a colleague suddenly ran over with a smile and looked at Tang Yue with envy.

"Doctor Tang, I didn't expect your husband to be so handsome. If I were you, I would definitely hide it and wouldn't bring it out. ”

"Huh?" Tang Yue was full of doubts, not understanding what they were talking about.

"Let's go check it out! Dr. Tang, your husband is talking to your mother in the ward! ”

Tang Yue was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, almost rushing over at a speed of 100 meters, and really saw Cheng Yi sitting next to him in the ward, chatting with Zhong Wanjun from time to time, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Cheng Yi doesn't talk much, Zhong Wanjun is not good at words, and the two of them are more often you look at me, I look at you.

Zhong Wanjun will say something caring from time to time, and Cheng Yi should also respond, you say a word, I say a word, it is very blunt.

When Tang Yue saw it, she wanted to laugh inexplicably.

She stepped in, "Why did you come here all of a sudden?" Aren't you busy today? ”