Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

Ruan Xiaojing said: "I have worked at Yide since I graduated from university. To be fair, Yide is a conscientious pharmaceutical company, but this does not mean that Song Siyao has a noble character. It's just that if we want to expose him, it will inevitably affect Yide. Yide will suffer, and thousands of Yide employees will suffer, and those who have recovered by taking Yide's medicine will also suffer."

"So, you also think that I shouldn't do anything that would harm Song Siyao anymore, and don't need to find out the truth?" Fang Zheng asked.

Ruan Xiaojing said: "If your mother knew your identity and left you a note, it proves that she also knew the truth, but she didn't want you to do anything."

Fang Zheng recalled the day at He Feng's house when He Feng showed him the note from his father to his mother, which expressed the same meaning as his mother's.

If the mother really knew her identity, then she was very smart. She pretended not to know just to protect herself.

Fang Zheng smiled, feeling particularly relaxed and relieved.

The timer on his cell phone rang, and he ran lightly to the kitchen, turned off the fire, poured the medicine into a bowl, and carried the medicine to the study.

Ruan Xiaojing frowned and pinched her nose while waiting for him.

Fang Zheng looked at her and said, "I can't bear to give you the drink when you are like this."

Ruan Xiaojing felt really uncomfortable, but she suppressed her nausea and said, "I can drink it. I just closed my eyes and pinched my nose and drank it."

Fang Zheng Mingshen thought for a moment, and then he placed the medicine on the table. "I'll read you a poem, maybe it will make you feel less uncomfortable with the Chinese medicine."

Ruan Xiaojing looked at him, "What poem?"

Fang Zheng took out a notebook from a drawer nearby, carefully opened a page, and said to her: "I originally wanted to give it to you on your birthday next month, so listen to it first."

"Can you write poetry?" Ruan Xiaojing let go of the hand that was pinching her nose with great interest. The smell of Chinese medicine didn't seem so pungent anymore.

Fang Zheng looked at the sentence on the notebook and read it carefully:

“To my beloved Xiaojing:

You landed vertically in front of me without any fireworks.

Dignified, graceful, and soft-spoken.

It is the breeze.

Still a bunch of warmth.

In the contest of wisdom and talent,

Competition, mutual assistance, mutual encouragement...

I and you who are leisurely and drunk,

In the silent and dark space,

Waiting for the dawn,

Thousands of birds in a foreign land return to their nests,

You also used your soft hands,

Wake me up.

then,

They became a perfect couple,

There was the joy of love.

Shared the sunshine,

Share the mist.

I say,

You are the boat that crosses the river.

It is an escalator that goes up to the heights.

You answer,

We are shadows united in the light.

The green ones are lush and green.

Fortunately, I have such a good reputation.

With luxuriant branches and leaves,

For all eternity,

The grass and trees rot together,

Never give up.

After listening to the poem he recited, Ruan Xiaojing forgot to take her medicine, but her eyes became moist.

"When did you write this?" Ruan Xiaojing wiped her tears with her hand. "My hormone secretion is unstable, and you still read such sensational things to me."

Fang Zheng brought the bowl to her and said jokingly, "I'm not trying to make you cry. I'm trying to distract you from drinking the medicine."

Ruan Xiaojing took the medicine and drank it in one breath.

"How is it?" Fang Zheng asked.

Ruan Xiaojing still had tears in her eyes, and she smiled and said, "It's very sweet, not bitter at all."

Fang Zheng looked at her, "I hope you won't vomit after taking the Zhang family's medicine." He gently touched her belly again, "Baby, let mommy work overtime without worry. Go to bed at ten o'clock, and I will come to call you."

Ruan Xiaojing hooked her arm around his neck and said affectionately, "Thank you, honey."