The doctor paused, not admitting but not denying it.

Gu Pingsheng will have so much, Wen Zhixia is not surprised, if a businessman wants to succeed, he needs to use all the means that can be used and used, and only in this way can he increase the probability of success.

That's true for negotiating at the table, and it's the same for life.

As time passed, she had no doubt that Gu Pingsheng would use other people around her to persuade him, no matter how he spoke to these people, but after all, he would achieve his goal.

Wen Zhixia finished washing up and called Gu Pingsheng.

Since the Cold War between the two, Wen Zhixia has almost stopped talking to him, so when Gu Pingsheng, who was talking about cooperation in the office, saw the caller ID on his mobile phone, his sword eyebrows raised slightly, and then temporarily interrupted the conversation with the boss opposite.

The boss glanced at Gu Pingsheng with some surprise, and Zhou An went north to serve coffee: "Mr. Wu, wait a moment, about the ...... that Mr. Gu mentioned just now"

Gu Pingsheng walked outside the door, "Got up?"

Wen Zhixia got straight to the point: "Gu Pingsheng don't use the people around me as lobbyists, I will solve my affairs myself." ”

When Gu Pingsheng heard this, his eyebrows sank: "What do you do to solve it?" Xia Xia, this is not something you can be willful, you have never been petty in major matters before. ”

Once upon a time?

Wen Zhixia took a deep breath: "In short, my affairs are ......"

"Okay, if you call, it's just for this matter, I'm still working, and I'll talk about it when I get back. Gu Pingsheng didn't want to lose his temper with her, so he simply ended this conversation straightforwardly.

He rarely hung up on her first, but apparently didn't want to continue with her this time.

Wen Zhixia twisted her brows, Aunt Zhao had already knocked on the door and asked her to go down for breakfast.

Wen Zhixia didn't have any appetite at the table, and the movement of picking up the spoon was weak, and the breath she exhaled was slightly hot, and she vaguely felt like she had a fever.

So after eating half a bowl of porridge in small bites, she went upstairs to rest, Aunt Zhao looked at her tired and weak appearance, and thought that she didn't rest well last night.

"Isn't my wife a little uncomfortable? I see that her little face is much whiter than yesterday. After Aunt Wang cleaned up the room upstairs, she ran into Wen Zhixia, who happened to go upstairs, and said to Aunt Zhao after going downstairs.

Aunt Zhao didn't pay too much attention to it, "Maybe I haven't rested well, I'll go up and have a look later." ”

A star hotel.

Zhao Fuhe was lying on the bed, looking like a gossamer, and asked the cleaning staff who came in to call Gu Pingsheng.

Gu Pingsheng didn't answer.

Zhao Fuhe asked the cleaning staff to call Li Yueting, Li Yueting's current situation in Gu Xia Group is a little embarrassing, everyone knows that she is Gu Pingsheng's secretary, but now most of the work has been taken over by Zhou Anbei, who was suddenly killed.

And this Zhou Anbei Li Yueting checked his file, he is a high-achieving student with a study abroad background, and he has two years of experience in private companies abroad, and he can crush Li Yueting when he takes out his resume, and she has no advantage at all.

And the fuse of all this is because of Zhao Fuhe, a fool.

I really thought that Gu Pingsheng was a man who could be manipulated casually, and he was on the same stage with him in front of Wen Zhixia, if it wasn't for her, it would still be of some use......

"Miss Zhao may not know, Mr. Gu suspects that I am plotting against you, and I am already evading my authority, and I am afraid that I will not be able to help you with your help. ”

Zhao Fuhe: "I don't need you to do anything, you just need to tell the senior the news of my illness." ”

"Miss Zhao's emotional affairs are better than asking for others, I am an outsider and it is inconvenient for me to participate, Miss Zhao might as well take the initiative, although Mr. Gu was angry about the lecture, but in the end, he was only angry with me, an outsider, and did not blame Miss Zhao for you, which shows that you are still different in Mr. Gu's heart. Li Yueting said.

Zhao Fuhe understood what she meant, "You mean...... Let me take the initiative to find a senior?"

"Mr. Gu rarely works overtime during this time, I wish Miss Zhao good luck. Li Yueting reminded quietly.

Zhao Fuhe held the mobile phone and thought about Li Yueting's words.

Gu Pingsheng took the president's elevator directly to the underground garage, and saw Zhao Fuhe, whose face was as pale as paper and kept rubbing his hands in front of the car.

Zhao Fuhe had been waiting for half an hour, the temperature in the underground garage was relatively low, she could have sat in the car and waited, but in order to show her pitiful posture, she chose to stand in front of Gu Pingsheng's car.

Gu Pingsheng saw Zhao Fuhe in front of the car, but he didn't say anything, and opened the car door with two "Didi" sounds.

"Senior, I knew it was wrong, but I really didn't know that my senior sister was there at the time, I just heard that you went to your alma mater to give a speech and wanted to go to the venue, I didn't know that they would have a misunderstanding. Zhao Fuhe saw that he didn't pay attention to himself at all, and went straight to get into the car, and hurriedly held his arm, looking at him with a pale face, "Senior~~"

Her cold palm touched his arm, and Gu Pingsheng paused: "Since you are not in good health, go back and rest." ”

"I didn't ...... cough, cough, cough, cough ......" As soon as Zhao Fuhe opened his mouth, he covered his mouth with his hand and let out a cough.

Gu Pingsheng's dark eyes swept over her face: "How did you come here?"

Zhao Fuhe seemed to be a little unsteady and leaned towards him: "I took a taxi." ”

Zhou Anbei went to the parking lot and saw Gu Pingsheng behaving intimately with a woman, and hesitated a little whether he should choose to step forward at this time, and just when he hesitated, he saw Gu Pingsheng looking in his direction.

Zhou Anbei thought for a moment and stepped forward: "Mr. Gu." ”

Zhao Fuhe heard someone approaching, but he didn't let go of Gu Pingsheng's hand, but leaned closer: "Senior, I'm so cold." ”

Zhou Anbei heard her affectionately call Senior Gu Pingsheng, and his eyelids blinked.

"You send Miss Zhao back to the hotel. Gu Pingsheng tore away Zhao Fuhe's arm and glanced at Zhou Anbei.

Zhou Anbei: "Yes." ”

Zhao Fuhe heard him let another man who didn't know what his identity was to send him, raised his head, and looked at Gu Pingsheng pitifully: "Senior, haven't you forgiven me yet?" I can go and apologize to my senior sister until she is satisfied, I am willing to do anything for you." ”

Anyone can hear the ambiguous relationship between the two from this conversation, but Zhou Anbei listened with the same face, and completely regarded himself as a wooden man.

Gu Pingsheng's mobile phone rang again, it was Aunt Wang calling.

"Mrs. Gu has a fever, and she doesn't know what's going on, her whole body is bruised, and her face is very pale. As soon as the phone was connected, Aunt Wang's eager voice rang.

At noon, Wen Zhixia had a fever, but the three of them thought it was just an ordinary cold and fever, and after taking some medicine, she fell asleep.

But this slept until the sky was dark and there was no sign of waking up, Aunt Wang was a little worried, so she pushed it in to take a look, and found that Wen Zhixia's fever not only did not improve, but there were abnormal bruises on the exposed skin.

Only then did the two realize that something was wrong.

When Gu Pingsheng heard this, he clenched his palms: "I can't even take care of myself! Send it to the provincial hospital immediately, and I'll go over now." ”

Before the angry words could be spoken, his reason was already telling him that this was not the time to lose his temper, and that getting people to the hospital first was the most important thing at the moment.

Zhao Fuhe saw that his face changed drastically and got into the car, so he guessed that it was Wen Zhixia who had something going on, and held Gu Pingsheng's hand, "Senior, I'll go with you, maybe I can help." ”

Gu Pingsheng looked at her twice with deep eyes, and got into the car with Zhou Anbei.

Wen Zhixia was sent to the emergency room, and Dean Zhang was also temporarily called over, while Aunt Zhao and Aunt Wang stayed outside the door.

"If only I had gone in earlier, my wife didn't have any energy all day, and I shouldn't have taken it to heart. Aunt Zhao said with some self-reproach.

At that time, Wen Zhixia's body temperature was measured, and he thought it was just an ordinary cold and fever, and Wen Zhixia didn't want to go to the hospital, so he thought about whether he would be fine if he took antipyretics, who knew that this kind of thing would happen if it dragged on until the evening.

Aunt Wang also sighed in a low voice: "This is something that no one has thought of. ”

Even Wen Zhixia himself probably didn't expect that his attack this time would no longer be a simple oral bleeding and nosebleed, but a menacing attack without giving any signs and preparations.

On the way here, she was half-conscious and half-unconscious, covering her chest and saying that it hurt, and her brows on her pale face were tightly twisted together, and the two of them were terrified.

The footsteps in the corridor sounded hurriedly, Gu Pingsheng strode over with a gloomy face, and Zhao Fuhe and Zhou Anbei behind him couldn't keep up with him for a while.

"How's Xia Xia?"

Aunt Wang: "It's still inside, it's almost half an hour in." ”

Gu Pingsheng raised his eyes to look at the lights in the emergency room, and stood with his hands in his hands, as if he was wrapped in a cold chill.

About another half an hour passed, and in this half an hour, Gu Pingsheng just stared at it unsmoothly, as if he was standing like this for eternity.

"Ding—"

When the door of the emergency room opened, Wen Zhixia, who had her eyes closed, was pushed out of it, Gu Pingsheng looked at her pale face, the bruises on her body were no longer so obvious, but her skin was white and thin, and she still looked shocking.

After sending people to the ward, Aunt Zhao and Aunt Wang took care of them, and Gu Pingsheng went to the office with Dean Zhang alone.

“...... As you have seen just now, the main symptoms of leukemia are recurrent fever, progressive paleness, fatigue and weakness, bruising of the skin all over the body, sternal tenderness, and swollen lymph nodes...... If the platelets are very low, it can also cause vomiting blood...... Today's situation is enough to show that her condition is deteriorating, and the choice of surgery should be made as soon as possible......"

Gu Pingsheng stood by the window, looking at the dark night outside the window with dark eyes: "Is there a suitable candidate besides Zhao Fuhe?"

Dean Zhang frowned: "...... It's not easy to find a suitable partner, even if it's a needle in a haystack, it takes time, not to mention that she can't wait too long. In the future, the frequency and time interval of the disease will continue to shorten, and the situation will become more and more severe. ”

The only way to do it as soon as possible is to do so.

Gu Pingsheng closed his eyes and pressed his eyebrows.

The woman who has always been sensible and obedient is stubborn, and it is more difficult to pull it back than ten horses.

When Wen Zhixia woke up, he saw Gu Pingsheng standing by the window of the ward at a glance, he was standing quietly with his hands behind his back, as if sensing that she was looking at herself, and slowly stood over.

His deep eyes stared at her small face, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Wen Zhixia held his body and wanted to get up, but he didn't have any strength, and when he was about to fall back into the bed, he was supported by Gu Pingsheng: "You just woke up, don't move yet." ”

"I ...... Cough...... What's wrong?"

Gu Pingsheng raised his hand and poured a glass of water to her lips, and she took two sips to relieve the discomfort in her throat.

"You're sick. "We have to do it as soon as possible." ”

He didn't hide it, he knew that Wen Zhixia was afraid of this condition, so he said it so bluntly, wanting her to soften and stop having trouble with her body.

Wen Zhixia paused as he drank water, and there was a flash of panic in his expression.

She once witnessed the painful pictures of her grandmother's illness quickly emerging in her mind one by one, and she couldn't be afraid, otherwise she wouldn't have seen a psychiatrist to get out of the situation.

Gu Pingsheng held her fingertips trembling hand, and he said, "It's okay, you'll be fine." ”

Wen Zhixia lifted his eyes, looked at him with clear eyebrows, his deep eyes were filled with the endless night outside the window, and there was only one her quietly inside.

Gu Pingsheng couldn't stand her looking at himself like this, and couldn't help lowering his head, wanting to kiss her eyes.

"Senior~~"

Wen Zhixia didn't avoid him, but this silence and warmth didn't last a few seconds.

Zhao Fuhe stood at the door of the ward, watching the intimate behavior between the two, and shouted.

Wen Zhixia frowned, and in the next second, he had already pushed Gu Pingsheng away.

Gu Pingsheng twisted his eyes and looked at Zhao Fuhe at the door.

Zhao Fuhe paused because of his cold gaze, but when he saw Wen Zhixia, who was pale on the bed, he was not timid, "Senior, I have something to find you." ”

Gu Pingsheng twisted his fingertips lightly, glanced at Wen Zhixia, and stood up.

An unoccupied corridor outside the ward.

"Is Senior Sister okay?" Zhao Fuhe came up and showed his concern for Wen Zhixia.

Gu Pingsheng glanced at her, but did not answer this meaningless question.

And Zhao Fuhe didn't care much, she walked into Gu Pingsheng, leaned on his shoulder, and when he hadn't pushed herself away, she spoke: "Senior, I don't like to live in a hotel, I want to go back to Chengyaju." I don't have any complaints whenever you ask me to donate bone marrow to my senior sister, but I can't sleep well outside these days......"

Wen Zhixia drove her out of Cheng Yaju, and she just wanted to go back openly.

She doesn't live in other houses, she just wants to live in Chengyaju again.

Zhao Fuhe was not worried that Gu Pingsheng would not agree, because he still needed her.

Gu Pingsheng's narrow eyes narrowed: "Cheng Yaju, hasn't it been sold?"

Zhao Fuhe's fingertips circled his heart, "But I'm already used to living in Chengya, even after donating bone marrow, I need a familiar place to recuperate, I'm not used to living in other places, and Chengyaju has so many good memories of me and my seniors, can seniors really bear to let them all disappear like that?"

Gu Pingsheng was silent.

"Does the senior dislike me anymore?" she raised her head and looked at Gu Pingsheng pitifully, "The senior can be so gentle and enthusiastic to me in bed, and promise me everything, why don't you even agree to me if I want to go back to my own home now? ”

Gu Pingsheng's eyes were as deep as night, his bony fingers crossed her face, and her thin lips raised: "Since you like it so much, let's go back." ”

"I knew my senior would promise me. Zhao Fuhe hugged Gu Pingsheng and said excitedly, but after a while, he asked softly, "But will the senior sister be unhappy?"

Gu Pingsheng tore her arm apart and raised his hand to beckon Zhou Anbei: "Buy Cheng Yaju back." ”

Zhou Anbei glanced at Zhao Fuhe, "Yes." ”

"It's not too early, Anbei, you send her back. Gu Pingsheng said.

Zhao Fuhe held Gu Pingsheng's arm, a little reluctant: "But I want to stay with my senior." ”

"Go back, it's time for you to rest. Gu Pingsheng said.

In the car, Zhou Anbei sent Zhao Fuhe back to the hotel, and Zhao Fuhe replied to the message.

When he was halfway through, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhou Anbei, who was driving, "You are the secretary who replaced Li Yueting?"

Zhou Anbei: "I am in charge of different work with Secretary Li, and there is no such thing as a replacement." ”

Zhao Fuhe doesn't care about whether to take over, what she cares about is whether he can use it for himself, "Secretary Zhou is young and promising, since he can be reused by his seniors, there must be something special, many times I can't accompany my seniors, and I hope that Secretary Zhou can help me more in the future, I will never treat my own people badly." ”

She handed out a card and stuffed it into Zhou Anbei's coat pocket when he didn't pick it up.

Zhou Anbei did not refuse: "Miss Zhao is deeply favored by Mr. Gu, presumably Miss Zhao has more opportunities to speak for me." ”

Zhao Fuhe straightened out his makeup in front of the mirror: "This is natural." ”

After sending Zhao Fuhe into the hotel, Zhou Anbei returned to the car, pinched the bank card in his pocket, and the corners of his mocking lips curled.

"Mr. Gu—"

Early the next morning, Zhou Anbei handed the bank card to Gu Pingsheng.

Gu Pingsheng just glanced at it, and didn't have too many other expressions.

Zhao Fuhe received the key to Cheng Yaju.

Holding the key back in her hand, she packed up the soup that had been boiled and walked into the hospital radiantly.

The group of poor students at Sifang City University who have never seen the market say that she is not as good as Wen Zhixia?

They should really be allowed to see what kind of comparison Wen Zhixia has with a pale face!

"Senior sister, I've come to see you, are you better?" Zhao Fuhe carried the thermos pot and stuffed it into Aunt Wang's hand: "This is what I specially boiled for my senior sister to replenish her body, put it in a bowl, and give it to my senior sister to taste." ”

Wen Zhixia looked at Zhao Fuhe, who was dressed exquisitely, and knew her intention to come without thinking about it, and said lightly: "Aunt Zhao, the chicken in this soup is old. ”

"What my wife said is that this kind of thing is a little useful when it is tender, I saw this chicken at the time, and I thought it could be eaten, but now it seems that if you can't get on the table, you can't get on the table. Aunt Zhao came over with a hot towel, accidentally bumped into Zhao Fuhe, and hurriedly apologized: "Miss Zhao, don't care, I'm talking about chicken." ”