Domineering CEO: Wife remarry

Tong Zhenyu drove very fast, and there was no traffic jam at midnight, so he bought the things back in less than 10 minutes.

When he returned to the ward, the nurse on duty had just brought the sheets and quilt to cover the hospital gown and waited to come to the ward to help Zijun change.

"How did it get so dirty? You can't wash this. How old are you, and you're not a child, so you don't know what to pay attention to?" The nurse was woken up in the middle of the night, and then had to face such a pile of blood-stained bedding and Naturally, he was very unhappy about the sick clothes, so when he changed them, he couldn't help blaming and refusing.

"You were asked to change the sheets and quilts, not to teach the patients?" Tong Zhenyu immediately frowned unhappily, looked at the nurse coldly and said, "Shouldn't you just cover the sheets and quilts? Need it?" Wash it, just throw some money, I'll just pay it to the hospital, she didn't make it dirty on purpose!"

"It's so rich?" The nurse immediately became angry, and the voice raised two decibels and shouted: "You have money to buy bed sheets and quilt covers and bring them here? What do you use the hospital for?"

Really, she was not happy to be woken up in the middle of the night to do this, and now she is scolded by the patient's family. Her hard-earned money does not include being angry.

"I'm sorry," Zijun apologized before Tong Zhenyu, stretched out his hand to pull Tong Zhenyu, and motioned him to stop talking.

Seeing Zijun's apology, the nurse didn't say anything more, and quickly helped her change the bed sheet and quilt cover, and explained: "Be careful, don't make it dirty again," and then dragged those dirty quilt covers and bed sheets out up.

As soon as the nurse walked out, Tong Zhenyu quickly went to close the door, and then took out two sets of pajamas and a few pairs of trousers from the shopping bag he just brought back.

"I think many people in the hospital ward have worn it. It's better to wear pajamas. Anyway, you live in a single ward, and the hospital doesn't require you to wear a hospital gown."

Zijun nodded lightly, took the trousers and pajamas he handed over, walked to the bathroom door, turned around with a smile and praised: "Er Shao Tong is a turtle who has been swimming in the sea for several years. Considerate gentleman behavior is definitely not something that local turtles can match."

Tong Zhenyu's face immediately became embarrassing, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say, but Zhang Zijun naturally didn't need his answer, and quickly went into the bathroom and locked it.

Looking at the tightly closed bathroom door, Tong Zhenyu let out a barely audible sigh. He knew that from now on, the gap between him and Zhang Zijun would be deepening.

And he was inexplicably terrified and frightened.

"What's wrong with me?" He couldn't help but mutter to himself as he helped her fill the soup with a spoon.

Why are you suddenly afraid of her misunderstanding, why are you suddenly afraid that she will no longer pester him, why are you suddenly afraid that she will no longer insist on a divorce?

"Is the soup ready?" Zhang Zijun's voice sounded behind him, interrupting his meditation.

Tong Zhenyu turned his head and looked at Zijun standing in front of him, wearing a white apple green pajamas with a white background. Under the soft light, her face became more and more fair. Standing there, she gave people a little freshness. a feeling of.

He couldn't help looking a little dazed, and actually forgot the soup bowl and spoon he was holding in his hand, and just stood there in a daze.

Zijun couldn't help frowning, and stretched out his hand to take the bowl in his hand: "I'll do it myself, after you fix it, I'm so hungry that I think half of my life will die."

Tong Zhenyu's face turned red involuntarily, and he handed her the spoon in his hand, and pointed to the chair with his finger: "You sit here, I'll feed you, it's inconvenient if your hands don't get hurt."

"I hurt my left hand," Zijun flatly refused, "I'm not left-handed, and I'm not that smart either."

He stopped talking, and she didn't bother to talk, she took a small bowl of sliced ​​meat soup from the insulated lunch box and sat on a chair, drinking it quietly in front of the bedside table.

While drinking the soup, she remembered the story of the poor woman whose son died that she had told Apple, and she could not help but sigh——

When she told the story, she never dreamed that the scene of the story would be fulfilled in her body.

She was a poor woman, and her child actually died tonight.

Like the woman in the story, she can eat, sleep, and drink soup quietly!

She is not sad, because she has no capital like that woman!

Lu Ruidong is right, there are some things that cannot be accomplished with hard work!

She works so hard, but it turns out that sometimes, hard work is just a waste of energy and time!

She silently ate food and drank soup, then quietly lay down on the bed and went to sleep, not taking a second look at the man who was still sitting by the bed.

She closed her eyes immediately after lying on the bed, hoping that she could fall asleep as soon as possible, because only when she fell asleep would she not have so many troubles.

But it turns out that sometimes the more you want to fall asleep as soon as possible, the more you can't fall asleep, and the less you want to think about those things, but those things involuntarily get into your mind.

She just lay on the bed quietly like that, she knew that Tong Zhenyu had cleaned up the dishes and did not leave her, and she knew that he was pacing up and down the room gently.

Later, when he came to the bed and sat down on the chair, she knew it too. He took her hand and gently held it in his palm, and she still knew it...

Tong Zhenyu sat silently by the bed, her hand lay quietly in his palm, neither loose nor tight, his big hand just wrapped her small hand, and then, the temperature of his palm slowly passed to her hand On the way, her cold hands gradually warmed up.

Zhang Zijun lay motionless on the hospital bed. The most comfortable temperature in the ward was clearly 26 degrees, and she was still covered with a hospital quilt.

But even so, she still felt cold, as if she was not lying in bed, but lying in the ice and snow. The cold wind came from all directions, so cold that she couldn't find a trace of heat.

Zhang Zijun lay motionless, her eyes were tightly closed, and her breathing was very even and relaxed. Anyone who looked at her would think she had fallen asleep.

But only she knew that she didn't fall asleep, she didn't fall asleep at all, because her brain refused to rest, and at this moment, two of herself were constantly entangled and arguing.

One person said: This marriage cannot be divorced, no matter what, even if the child is lost, Apple is right, after divorce, she is a second-hand woman, and a second-hand woman depreciates like a second-hand car.

The other said to himself: People don't want you anymore, why are you still slouching by their side?Besides, marriage is like shoes on your feet. Comfortable and comfortable is the most important thing, and good-looking is secondary. If you are so dependent on not getting divorced, and people will not leave you, can you live a comfortable life?