Pregnant with the son of a rich and powerful boss, he tried his best to coax her

After Lu Beicheng had lunch, he felt uneasy and went to the ward in advance to check.

I habitually poured a cup of hot water and placed it next to the bed to dry.

So that when the other person wakes up, he can moisturize his throat in time.

At this time, the dazzling sunlight poured in from the window and shone on the transparent glass on the bedside table.

A dazzling light was refracted by the glass and quickly swept across the eyes of the man on the hospital bed.

The man's eyelids trembled slightly.

After a few seconds, his heavy eyelids were opened with effort.

At first, his vision was still a little dazed, and he stared at the ceiling blankly, without moving for several seconds. When his eyes slowly turned to the side, he saw the surprised man sitting next to the hospital bed.

Shi Zhijie didn't know what he was thinking of. His eyes quickly shrank and he sat up immediately.

But his body was really heavy, and his raised body swayed momentarily.

"Ugh……"

Lu Beicheng sighed, leaned forward and supported him.

"The effects of the medicine haven't worn off yet, what can you do?"

Shi Zhijie didn't say anything, and he didn't sell Lu Beicheng's good qualities.

He pursed his lips, stubbornly pushed away the people blocking his way, and was about to walk out of the ward door.

He struggled a lot, and Lu Beicheng could only hold him down.

In the end, I saw him like a child having a tantrum, silently and desperately resisting.

He yelled angrily:

"Your wife and children are all fine. Do you have to work hard to be happy?"

Shi Zhijie's refusal suddenly paused. He raised his head in disbelief and opened and closed his lips rapidly, but there was no sound in his throat.

Lu Beicheng looked at his hair from close range.

The bright sunlight at noon allowed him to clearly see the abrupt white hair at the root of the other person's hair.

Those are the hair roots that have just grown...

Still completely white.

It was in sharp contrast to the hair that was dyed black earlier.

Lu Beicheng's eyes seemed to be pierced by that touch of white, and he closed them instantly.

When he opened it again, there was a hint of complexity and distress in his eyes, and he had a lump in his throat, and he comforted:

"Don't worry, I didn't lie to you. They are all fine. It was your blood that saved them at the last moment..."

"You saved your wife and children..."

In a few words, he quickly gave an overview of yesterday's situation.

After hearing this, Shi Zhijie grinned silently.

When he smiled, the creases at the end of his eyes and the cracked lips were clearly revealed in Lu Beicheng's eyes.

"Lao Shi, you..."

Lu Beicheng felt as if a huge lump of cotton suddenly filled his throat.

Suffering to death.

I know that Fa Xiao must have had a hard time this year, but seeing with my own eyes just how bad his life was...

It's two different things.

It was really difficult for him to compare the old and rough man in front of him, who had aged almost ten years, with the young man in his mind who wished that everything from his hair to his toes could be decorated to be exquisite and bourgeois.

Draw an equal sign.

A love, just one woman.

But he completely changed his best brother.

Lu Beicheng knew in his heart that Fu Qiyun was innocent...unjust...poor...she was also a victim.

But at this time, he still couldn't help but complain about her...

If it weren't for her...

Why did his best brother become like this?

He is definitely still the noble, arrogant and elegant young master of the Shi family who does not know the pain of love and only lingers in the world of flowers without touching himself.

At this time, Shi Zhijie was immersed in the joy that his wife and children were safe, and he could not care about the sensitive and delicate thoughts of his good brother.

He waited for his mind to stop being groggy, and for his body to slowly adapt to the heaviness that had not yet completely worn off from the effects of the drug.

He sat up slowly.

Looking at Lu Beicheng, his hand pointed stubbornly at the door.

His eyes were so stubborn.

How could Lu Beicheng not know what he wanted to do?

Angry and helpless.

He reached out and grabbed the glass beside him, "Look how dry your lips are? Drink this glass of water first, and I'll take you there..."

Without saying a word, Shi Zhijie took the water glass, not caring whether it was hot or not.

I drank it in a few gulps.

At the end, he turned the cup upside down and showed it to Lu Beicheng.

Lu Beicheng breathed out silently, "Damn, I owe you."

As he spoke, he walked to the corner of the room and pushed a wheelchair over.

"Sit down, I will push you there myself."

"To tell you the truth, my own father has never enjoyed this kind of treatment when he was here... Just enjoy it secretly..."

Shi Zhijie twitched his lips as if to cheer him up. In the past, he might have said:

"Good son, come on, call daddy!"

Take advantage of your good brother.

But he couldn't speak now, and he wasn't in the mood to laugh with his good brother.

He just punched himself lightly in the chest.

It's considered a tacit understanding between brothers.

Lu Beicheng snorted softly, accepting this weak overture.

Shi Zhijie supported his body and stood up. He looked at the wheelchair and felt a little disgusted. He wanted to try walking on his own, but as soon as he took two steps, his body swayed.

"..."

"Ah……"

Lu Beicheng sneered, "I've already said that the medicine is not effective, but you still show off your strength... This is a slap in the face... Do you think you are the invincible Thunderbolt King Kong?"

These words were expressed with disgust on the surface, but the heartache on the inside was something only Lu Beicheng himself knew.

After Shi Zhijie was put down yesterday, Lu Beicheng carried him to an empty ward and immediately called the doctor over to give him a full body examination.

Because of the touch and weight on his hand, he realized something was wrong.

Shi Zhijie is too thin.

Shockingly thin.

It's painfully thin.

After the doctor completed a full set of physical examinations, the results he gave him were not very promising.

"He has been overburdened mentally for a long time, his emotions are extremely depressed, and he has not found a good outlet to vent his emotions... As a result, he also developed many minor physical problems..."

"He must have been unable to sleep or eat well for a long time..."

"His digestive function has already encountered some obstacles... If this continues, there will definitely be problems with his immune function..."

"If this situation does not improve, it will have a great impact on his lifespan..."

The doctor’s reminder yesterday still rings in my ears.

How could Lu Beicheng let this guy do whatever he wanted with his body under his nose?

Shi Zhijie glared at Lu Beicheng, not sure whether he was dissatisfied with the other person's teasing tone or dissatisfied with his current body that was holding him back.

He flattened his mouth in disgust.

But he still resigned himself to his fate and sat in the wheelchair.

He also patted Lu Beicheng's hand holding the handle comfortingly.

It’s just that he doesn’t have much strength right now, so when he says he’s shooting, it feels more like touching...

Lu Beicheng slapped him back angrily, "Be honest, can you touch a man's hands casually?"

Shi Zhijie twitched the corner of his mouth and turned around to give him a contemptuous look.

Listen to what you just said?

Mother or not?

Lu Beicheng raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "My hands are only for our Ruyi baby to touch..."

Shi Zhijie: "..."

Shaking the goosebumps on his arms.

Ma's.

You know this guy can't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth.