Chapter 251 What about the future

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Shuai leaned over and looked at the back of Jian Fan's hand holding the infusion needle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It doesn't hurt. Jian Fan's little heart couldn't be calmed, and he never dared to look at Jiang Shuai.

Jian Fan's shy and uneasy look challenged Jiang Shuai's sudden and shallow desire. Jiang Shuai suppressed and tried to behave naturally, "Are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty. Would it be okay to tell a joke?" Jian Fan blinked and looked out the window, hoping to get out of his out-of-control emotions as soon as possible.

"Not good!" Jiang Shuai didn't want Jian Fan to use jokes to avoid his feelings for him, so he slowly walked to the window, leaned on the windowsill with his long legs folded, and stared at Jian Fan's bright eyes with a thick smile.

Jiang Shuai's handsome face, affectionate gaze, and a wicked smile that saw through his mind made Jian Fan's heart beat even harder, and some of his pale faces were suddenly dyed crimson.

I can't let Jiang Shuai look at me like this anymore, Jian Fan pursed his lips vigorously, "I want to drink water." ”

Jiang Shuai couldn't help but laugh, "You just said that you weren't thirsty." ”

"I'm thirsty now!" said Jian Fan, propping himself up on the bed.

“OK。 Jiang Shuai immediately left the window, "Lie down, I'll go get water, okay." ”

"I don't drink water from the water dispenser, help me go downstairs and buy a bottle of mineral water." Jian Fan's eyelashes flickered, and he just wanted to take Jiang Shuai away and bring himself back to his senses. Jiang Shuai's strong invasion was so terrible that his mind was almost disarmed and surrendered. But life goes on outside the room, and everything inside the room is too good to be real.

Jiang Shuai knew that Jian Fan had been pulled back by reality again, and he had already determined that he would no longer compromise, and he would not allow Jian Fan to escape again, and his tone was slightly tough, "Don't buy it! Didn't you listen to the nurse, I want to watch you take a drip." With that, go to the lobby outside the office to get water.

Jian Fan pouted and closed his eyes.

Jiang Shuai walked back with a glass of water, and Jian Fan had already fallen asleep with even breathing. Jiang Shuai looked at Jian Fan distressedly, put the water cup on the bookshelf, took off a book and put it under Jian Fan's wrist with a needle, looked at the amount of liquid left and walked out.

The question circling in his mind urged Jiang Shuai to take out his mobile phone, call up He Aiyi's mobile phone number and call out.

"Hey, handsome guy, why did you remember to call me today?Say, what do you need me to help you do?" He Aiyi said in a happy tone, "Do you want to know about Jian Fan's situation, or do you need me to express something for you in front of Jian Fan?"

Xiao He has always been like this, constantly asking questions and urging others to speak quickly. Jiang Shuai smiled helplessly, "Has the simple diet always been very bad, I am very busy at work and have no time to eat, or I still deliberately eat less." She doesn't have to limit the amount of food she eats to keep in shape!"

"Jiang Shuai, if you ask this question, I'm going to cry!"

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't it because of Han Cong? Jian Fan only keeps a little living expenses every month, and the rest of the money is used by Han Cong's company. He Aiyi has always been unhappy, and today he finally found someone to talk to.

"Just a little money for living?"

"Yes. Sometimes I have to borrow money from my colleagues for dinner. I basically rely on a few biscuits for dinner, but I am better in Beijing and can take care of her. ”

Jiang Shuai's throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he took two deep breaths before speaking, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"How can I tell you? ”

If I hadn't dragged Jian Fan to the hospital for examination, Jian Fan's body would have been completely ruined. Jiang Shuai's eyes were sour.

"Hospital check-up, what's wrong with Jian Fan?" He Aiyi realized that the problem was serious.

"Anemia! malnutrition!"

"Wouldn't it?" He Aiyi blamed himself.

"What wouldn't be! Jian Mao is in the infusion, I won't say it. If there is anything in the future, whether it is allowed or not, you will tell me!"

"Got it!" In He Aiyi's memory, even if Jiang Shuai is not cool and funny, he is still warm. It seems that this time he was really angry.

Jiang Shuai put away his mobile phone, saw Jiang Xin coming from a distance, and hurriedly pressed the mist under his eyes.

"I'm willing to be alone in the room!" Jiang Xin walked past Jiang Shuai and glanced at Jiang Shuai teasingly.

"Asleep!" Jiang Shuai turned to follow.

"Anemia makes you tired easily, so get more sleep. Jiang Xin walked into the office, turned to the screen and glanced at Jian Fan.

I really don't know how Jian Fan endured it for such a long time? Jiang Shuai's heart felt as if someone had been punched, and the pain was there, but he couldn't iron it.

The mobile phone rang, and Jiang Shuai hurriedly hung up, "Sister, you help me take care of Jian Fan, I'll go out for a while." ”

"Go ahead. ”

Jiang Shuai walked to the elevator room, and the bell rang again. Jiang Shuai stared at the phone for a while before connecting. Han Cong has always been like this, and only at the last moment will he be nervous.

"Shuaizi, I'm at the hospital. You and Jian Fan are in your sister's hospital, where are you?"

"Jian Gen is in the infusion. Jiang Shuai stepped into the elevator.

"Infusion?"

"I've come downstairs, you're waiting for me at the clinic. ”

"Good. ”

Seeing Jiang Shuai coming out of the elevator, Han Cong took two quick steps forward, "Why do you need an infusion?"

"What result do you want?" Jiang Shuai couldn't forgive Han Cong, and his attitude was cold.

"Shuaizi, can you not talk to me in this tone. I just said angrily in the afternoon, how could I let Jian Fan go to He Jiayu? I know you are nervous about Jian Fan, but I am her boyfriend, don't I care about her?"

Jiang Shuai snorted lightly, "Jian Fan was found to be anemic and malnourished, this is the result of you caring about her?" ”

"Anemia?" Han Cong was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to come back to his senses, "Is it serious?"

Jiang Shuai avoided Han Cong's questioning, "Why don't you ask her why she suffers from anemia?"

"Because of what?"

"Jian Fan gives Yan Min all the money every month, there is not much left for living expenses, and he has to rely on biscuits for dinner, why do you say?"

"How could this be?" Han Cong pressed his forehead, and blood rushed uncontrollably to the top of his head.

"When you saw the ledger that Yan Min remembered in the afternoon, and when you saw the lines and lines of numbers, what was the first thing you thought of?

Han Cong was speechless.

"I reminded you to stay calm, but you still insisted on going your own way. I can't forget the way Jian Fan looked when I asked me to take her away, helpless, desperate, and lifeless. Jiang Shuai was hoarse, and he was still distressed when he mentioned it again.

"I was really not calm. Where is Jian Fan?" Han Cong's heart was also painful.

Jiang Shuai was silent for a moment, "This isn't the first time you've made Jian Fan sad! This time, since Jian Mao asked me to take her away, I won't let you hurt her again. ”

"Shuaizi, what do you mean by this?" Han Cong was annoyed, "You are not qualified to interfere in the affairs between me and Jian Fan, you don't understand my feelings for her." I'm always thinking about our future, not trying to make her happy and happy!"

Jiang Shuai heard Han Cong's sarcasm, paused slightly, and then smiled, "I really don't know how much of your 'future' is really thinking about Jian Fan. However, it seems that all of your decisions have not been consulted by Jian and Zhuang. You can't take care of the simple and complex things in front of you, how can you talk about the future. ”

Poked by Jiang Shuai's words, Han Cong choked, took out his mobile phone stiffly, and pressed Jian Fan's mobile phone number with one click. If you don't tell me where Jian 繁 is, won't I call?

Jiang Shuai immediately pressed Han Cong's arm, "If Jian Fan doesn't want to see you, I hope you can stop in moderation." I don't think she has the heart to face you right now. ”

Han Cong's heart tightened, but he still dialed Jian Fan's mobile phone number.

"Jian Fan, I want to see you, can you tell me where you are?" Han Cong said softly, expecting Jian Fan's answer.

Jian Fan slept very unsteadily, suddenly shallow and drowsy. Suddenly woke up and heard Han Cong's voice, as if he was once again in the sad and frightened scene of the afternoon. Instantly nervous, his voice trembled, "Han Cong, I'm afraid, I don't want to see you." ”

Han Cong's expression froze, but he didn't want to give up, "Jian Fan, I know it's wrong." ”

"I'm afraid, I don't want to see you!Jiang Shuai, Jiang Shuai!" Jian Fan's tears rolled down, searching for Jiang Shuai's figure blankly.

Jiang Shuai snatched Han Cong's mobile phone and hung up, "If you still care about Jian Fan, please respect her decision." Since she doesn't want to see you, don't force her. If she wants to see you, I won't stop her. ”

Han Cong was gloomy, took the phone from Jiang Shuai's hand and turned to leave. Unconsciously walking on his legs, unconsciously looking ahead. After a long time, Han Cong raised his head, his eyes moist. Can't you keep it anymore? No, it won't. (To be continued.) )