Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Shen Zhichu had a broken leg, but she was not deaf, she had good hearing, and could hear that the person calling Li Jingshen was Xia Mingyue, but she couldn't hear what she said clearly.

Shen Zhichu didn't react at all, and Li Jingshen wasn't discouraged either. He had gotten used to Shen Zhichu's indifferent attitude towards him in the past few weeks, and although he felt uncomfortable, thinking about her situation was much better than looking for life and death before.

After Li Jingshen left, Mrs. Zhang took the wheelchair and continued to push Shen Zhichu forward. At this time, a nurse walked straight in front of Shen Zhichu.

"Miss Shen, someone asked me to bring you a word."

Shen Zhichu didn't respond, but Mrs. Zhang was stunned. This situation told her that it was best to pretend that she didn't hear or see.

Shen Zhichu raised his hand and patted Aunt Zhang's hand, and after ten days of silence, he spoke for the first time, his voice was too hoarse: "Sister Zhang, stand a little farther away, I'll have a word with her."

Mrs. Zhang hesitated for a moment: "But..."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen, just stand far away and watch me."

"Okay." Mrs. Zhang let go of the wheelchair, walked twenty or thirty steps away, and stopped about ten meters away.

The nurse approached her ear and said a few words in a low voice. Shen Zhichu lowered his eyelashes and trembled slightly, and immediately shrank his hands on his knees.

After the nurse finished speaking, Shen Zhichu didn't even want to speak directly: "I choose 2, and you can give him a word for me by the way..."

The nurse's face flashed with astonishment, she didn't ask any more questions, she nodded to show that she remembered, then turned around and left without arousing any suspicion.

In the afternoon, the driver sent by Li Jingshen came to pick up Shen Zhichu and leave the hospital.

Li Jingshen ordered the housekeeper to clean up a room on the first floor so that Shen Zhichu could live in it.

Shen Zhichu went back to the villa and lived in it directly, which was exactly the same as the bedroom on the second floor.

In the evening Li Jingshen came back and brought Shen Zhichu desserts. Shen Zhichu likes sweets and has always liked all kinds of pastries. What Li Jingshen brought her was a piece of matcha cake. He carried it into the bedroom with one hand, opened it on the table, and scooped up half of it with a small spoon. The spoon cake was brought to Shen Zhichu's mouth: "Do you want to eat it? I asked people to line up to buy it today. I heard it tastes very good."

Shen Zhichu looked out the window without any reaction, until the cake touched her mouth, she opened her mouth mechanically to eat it.

The stiff movements are like an old and rusty machine, any movement is stuck, and even a piece of cake is full of mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Li Jingshen doesn't like sweets, but watching Shen Zhichu eat, he also got a little appetite. Seeing cream on her lips, her dark pupils getting deeper and deeper, and finally he possessed himself and kissed her lips. the corner of his mouth, and ate the cake stuck there into his mouth by the way.

very sweet...

Shen Zhichu didn't speak, she ate as much cake as Li Jingshen fed her, and finally choked, lying on the wheelchair hissing and retching.

Li Jingshen's expression flickered, he brought water and paper, and finally came over with a trash can. It took some time to clean up the vomit all over the floor.

The feeling of vomiting was not pleasant, Shen Zhichu drank water, his mouth was opened in stress, the water flowed out from the corner of his mouth and wet his collar.

Li Jingshen wiped her neck and face with a towel in his hand, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I failed to take good care of you..."

Li Jingshen touched Shen Zhichu's long hair: "At the latest three months, your illness will be cured. Shen Zhichu, you said you are already in hell, then I will accompany you well in hell. After a long time, I get used to it." Hell wouldn't feel like it was hell."

"In these three months, no matter what happens, don't believe it." Li Jingshen bent down and brought Shen Zhichu to bed.

........

There were three days left before Li Jingshen's engagement, these two days Li Jingshen became more and more busy, he would not come back until very late every day, and he did not see a single person for a day.

The plaster cast on his hand has been removed, and the wound has healed, but the nerves have not recovered, and there will be a tingling pain in the palm of his left hand from time to time, as if being pricked by a needle.

He dug out a scarf from the cabinet and put it on Shen Zhichu's neck, "I learned to knit this scarf in the hospital last winter. After you woke up, the weather was getting warmer, so I didn't give it to you."

No one answered his words, he talked to himself like a crazy person.

Li Jingshen sighed, and called him away again. Before leaving, he asked his family to take good care of Shen Zhichu, and asked Mrs. Zhang to talk to her more to make her happy.

In fact, Mrs. Zhang tried her best to enlighten Shen Zhichu every day. She didn't know exactly how Shen Zhichu's leg was broken. She just heard that a car accident caused her to be disabled.

A good person, obviously that day he personally boiled a pot of tonic and sent it to the hospital for Li Jingshen to drink, how could he have a car accident when he was fine?

Auntie Zhang is knitting a sweater recently. Light yellow wool is her daughter's favorite color. The puppet cat looks curious every year, thinking it is a cat teaser. Play everywhere.

Niannian has a playful personality and is not afraid of things. He is a little master in the villa. He likes to play with Shen Zhichu the most, but now Shen Zhichu doesn’t pay much attention to it, so it just rolls on the ground, acting coquettish and cute to Shen Zhichu, and licking it from time to time With her hands, she screamed softly, which almost melted people's hearts.

Mrs. Zhang looked at the tangled and knotted wool, felt angry at Nian Nian, patted its little head and said helplessly, "You, you...why are you so skinny?"

Mrs. Zhang tidied up the wool and put it in a bag that could not be reached every year, and then massaged Shen Zhichu's legs: "Zhichu, you should be happy when you are alive. After all, it is a day to be happy, and a day to be unhappy, so why not?" Make yourself happy and comfortable? You will only get worse if you are depressed all the time, as the saying goes, it is better to live than to die."

Shen Zhichu looked at Niannian who was so happy rolling on the carpet, his lips moved subconsciously: "Then tell me why you are happy?"

Mrs. Zhang had a sore nose, sighed silently, and lowered her head to prevent Shen Zhichu from seeing the tears in her eyes. She was obviously the one who comforted Shen Zhichu, but every time she would have red circles, it would be better not to comfort her.

Shen Zhichu untied the scarf that Li Jingshen tied around her neck and threw it on the ground: "A broken rope, no matter how you tie it, there will be knots."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

In order to divert attention, Mrs. Zhang turned on the TV with the remote control. Coincidentally, when she turned it on, there was a piece of news about Xia Mingyue and Li Jingshen's engagement.

It's too late for Mrs. Zhang to be closed. In fact, they all know that Li Jingshen is going to be engaged to another woman, only Shen Zhichu doesn't know.

"This..." Mrs. Zhang was a little anxious and wanted to explain, but she didn't know how to speak. After all, the facts were right in front of her eyes, so why not comfort Shen Zhichu not to be sad.

A good "main room" suddenly became a mistress.

"The day after tomorrow is their engagement banquet?"

Mrs. Zhang didn't make a sound.

Shen Zhichu twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled for the first time in so many days, and murmured: "Engagement... Let's prepare him an unforgettable engagement wedding at that time."