resentment

Two days later, Jiang Jingshu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a piece of pure white.

"Where is this?" Because she had been in a coma for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse, and she moved slowly to get up, but just when she wanted to move.

Suddenly a pair of big hands gently caressed her forehead, Jiang Jingshu was startled, and looked along the hand in a little confusion, and met a pair of gentle eyes.

"Are you awake? Don't worry, you're safe now. This is a hospital." Gu Jingchen was smiling happily, and Jiang Jingshu's body gradually relaxed when she saw him.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Jiang Jingshu coughed twice in a hoarse voice. Gu Jingchen quickly poured her a glass of water when she heard the sound. At this time, her body gradually woke up and felt the pain in her abdomen.

The cold liquid moistened her throat, and Jiang Jingshu felt very refreshed. Gu Jingchen suddenly lowered his head, and a complex flash of light flashed in his eyes: "You have been in a coma for two days."

"Two days..."

Jiang Jingshu murmured softly, within two days, many things that she didn't know could happen, slowly lifted the quilt, only to see that the wound on her abdomen was slowly healing.

"Your wound is not shallow, so until the wound heals, you have to lie on the bed safely." As if afraid that she would move around, Gu Jingchen hurriedly ordered.

"Huh? I can't get off the bed either?" Jiang Jingshu was inevitably disappointed, but there was nothing she could do.

"You can't move too much, so you won't be able to get out of bed for the last two days. I'll take care of you, and I'll help you with whatever you want." Gu Jingchen didn't think too much about it, but Jiang Jingshu felt a little tangled up when she heard the sound.

What about going to the toilet?
However, at this moment, only the sound of knocking on the door was heard. Jiang Jingshu looked along the door, and saw a greeting and slowly pushed the door open. The iron plate in her hand was a tool for changing medicine.

"It's time to change the dressing." The nurse reminded Gu Jingchen softly. The man nodded, and she put the things aside. Jiang Jingshu also leaned back, ready to wait for the nurse to change the dressing.

However, I closed my eyes and waited for a long time, but I didn't hear anything.

Jiang Jingshu opened her eyes suspiciously, only to find that there was no nurse in the room, she was a little surprised for a while.

"Didn't you mean to change the medicine? Where is she?" Jiang Jingshu couldn't help asking, Gu Jingchen raised his eyebrows in doubt, suddenly understood what she meant, and smiled softly.

After waiting for a long time for an answer, Gu Jingchen got up slowly and went directly to the private bathroom equipped in the ward.

After Jiang Jingshu heard the sound of splashing water inside, she saw him strolling over in a leisurely manner.

"why do not you talk?"

Under Jiang Jingshu's incredulous eyes, Gu Jingchen skillfully picked up the tools for changing the dressing, as well as gauze, liquid medicine and the like.

A thought instantly appeared in her mind. Jiang Jingshu hurriedly wanted to step back, but Gu Jingchen gently held her down. Jiang Jingshu quickly asked, "What are you doing? Shouldn't the nurse come and change my medicine?"

However, Gu Jingchen felt that her reaction was a little too excited, and he just felt it was inexplicable, and raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Don't move around, if yours breaks the wound, you will be the one who hurts, and I will be the one who is troublesome."

Jiang Jingshu still didn't let go, pointed to the thing in his hand, and asked incredulously: "You are the troublemaker? What are you doing with the dressing tool?"

But Gu Jingchen smiled slightly, and said slowly: "What's wrong? Is it a violation? You have been in a coma for the past two days, and I changed your medicine for you."

Immediately, Jiang Jingshu froze, her eyes widened with disbelief written all over her face, but Gu Jingchen looked at her originally pale cheeks, which were now stained with blood, and couldn't help but smile indulgently.

"Okay, why are you making such a fuss? It's time to change your medicine and lie down." Under Gu Jingchen's serious expression, if Jiang Jingshu refused again, it would be a bit petty.

Helpless, she had no choice but to listen to his words, and slowly lay down back to the position just now. Gu Jingchen nodded in satisfaction. Only then did she understand why the nurse just let the flow go and turned around and left. .

"Relax, don't be so nervous." Gu Jingchen gently lifted off the gauze on the wound, and clamped the blood-stained part with pliers, Jiang Jingshu had to relax as much as possible after hearing this.

However, at this moment, her heart was already on fire.

Slightly raising her head to look at Gu Jingchen who was always serious and serious, Jiang Jingshu felt as if her heart was filled with something warm.

But just staring at her wound so directly, and his hand always rubbing against her abdomen vaguely, made her a little uncomfortable with the itching.

Suddenly Gu Jingchen looked up at her, Jiang Jingshu was startled, and quickly lowered her head, Gu Jingchen sighed helplessly: "Relax, or I'm afraid of poking your wound."

"If you were me, I'll see how you relax."

"What did you say?" Gu Jingchen seemed to have heard her talking, and raised his head suspiciously. Jiang Jingshu quickly waved her hand, and simply closed her eyes and blocked her ears, not seeing or listening to anything.

She only felt the cold liquid of the medicinal liquid poured on her wound, and the slight tingling sensation made her perception of the surroundings clearer.

I don't know how long it has been like this, when suddenly a pair of big hands caressed her, gently holding her hands in the palms, Jiang Jingshu opened her eyes bewilderedly, only to see Gu Jingchen looking at her dotingly.

"Okay, the medicine has been changed, and you can open your eyes."

Jiang Jingshu looked at her wound and found that it was wrapped with neat gauze. She was a little surprised: "Is your handwork so good? I didn't feel much pain."

Gu Jingchen just lowered his head and chuckled, and didn't speak. When the whole room became quiet, he suddenly heard a grunt.

Immediately, Jiang Jingshu's cheeks flushed red, and Gu Jingchen was taken aback, only to realize that it was her stomach that growled.

"I haven't eaten for two days, I should be hungry." Gu Jingchen couldn't help laughing when he saw her, and Jiang Jingshu just nestled under the quilt for a while, not even showing her head.

Gu Jingchen was a little helpless, so he had to gently pull the quilt away, revealing her little head: "You have a good rest first, and I'll get you lunch, okay?"

Jiang Jingshu just felt very ashamed, snuggled under the quilt for a moment, Gu Jingchen didn't care much, turned around, took the coat and went out.

And at this time, Sue Ziyun was dressed and sitting on her hospital bed, while the nurse beside her was making her bed, slowly approaching the window, watching the children playing outside, feeling a little dazed for a while.

"Congratulations, you can leave the hospital." The nurse looked at her and smiled. Su Ziyun looked back slowly, nodded politely, and left the ward empty-handed.

Until the end, still alone.

When she left the ward, she almost didn't think about it, and went straight to Jiang Jingshu's ward with inquiries all the way.

When she came, it happened that Gu Jingchen had not been out for a long time. Hearing the sound of the door being opened, Jiang Jingshu was a little puzzled: "Why did you come back right after you went out?"

Slowly propped up his body and looked over, only to find that the person who came was none other than Su Ziyun.

"I'll come and see you." Su Ziyun walked over slowly with a smile, and Jiang Jingshu understood when she saw the high heels on her feet.

Su Ziyun walked slowly to her bed, sat where Gu Jingchen was sitting just now, turned his head, took an apple, and slowly peeled it: "How is it? Are you in good health?"

Jiang Jingshu was silent, looked down at her palm, and said deeply: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. It not only ruined your wedding, but... also caused you to lose your child."

When the word child was mentioned, Su Ziyun stopped holding the knife, but only for a moment, and continued to peel the apple instead.

"No, these have nothing to do with you, you don't have to blame yourself." Su Ziyun said calmly, as if he really didn't blame her. Jiang Jingshu carefully raised her head, only to see that her face was pale at the moment, probably because she didn't take care of herself after the miscarriage.

For a moment guilt filled his heart again, and he shook his head while suppressing his voice: "How could it have nothing to do with me, if it wasn't because of me, Leng Mo wouldn't have appeared, if she wouldn't have appeared, you and Mo Yin would just..."

In the middle of speaking, Jiang Jingshu stopped abruptly, because at this time, Mo Ziyun's expression had already cracked a little.

Su Ziyun took a deep breath, then handed the peeled apple to her, and said with a smile: "I really don't blame you, I accidentally stepped on my own skirt at that time, and I can't blame others at all."

But after all, Leng Mo appeared because of Jiang Jingshu.

Jiang Jingshu was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say, looking at the round apple in her hand, it was perfect like a work of art.

Sue Ziyun has always been a gentle person, always has been.

"Some things, perhaps lost, are a kind of gift, or a kind of liberation." Jiang Jingshu raised her head suddenly when she heard the words, and an idea in her heart instantly appeared in his brain.

"what are you going to do?"

Su Ziyun just smiled slightly, very calm and gentle: "Moyin and I have no more children. Between us, it's time to give each other a reason and separate."

Jiang Jingshu calmed down slowly, observing her expression carefully, under that calm mask.She could see the slightest crack.

"It's good for everyone as long as it's between us."

It seemed that all the cover was broken, and Su Ziyun's voice gradually trembled a little.

Jiang Jingshu just looked at her forced smile, couldn't help sighing slowly, gently stroked her hand, and asked seriously: "Are you sure?"