sliced ​​cheese

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility, Zhuang Qiubai returned home without alarming others, took off his coat, fell on the bed, and fell asleep.

This sleep seemed to be very long, I don't know how long I slept, and I heard Dr. Zhang's voice faintly.He wondered in a daze, could it be that the system had malfunctioned and he was forced to log out?At this moment, I heard Steward Zhou talking nearby again, "Don't worry, young master, Mr. Zhuang's enthusiasm has subsided."

"Then why don't you wake up? Is it really just a simple cold?"

"There are indeed no other symptoms." Dr. Zhang said with a smile: "As for why he hasn't woken up yet, I guess it's because Mr. Zhuang is too busy with work, staying up all night and working overtime so that his body is overdrawn, so he sleeps until now."

"Just fell asleep?"

"Correct."

Zhuang Qiubai's eyelashes trembled, and he barely opened his eyes.

Jiang Yunchuan was wearing a black windbreaker and stood by the bed, as if he had just returned.The briefcase he was carrying was thrown on the floor, and he was holding a thermometer in his hand, frowning slightly, "He still has a cough."

"Yes, I have noticed this too. The cough medicine and fever-reducing medicine have been handed over to Uncle Zhou. In the next few days, tell Mr. Zhuang to take it on time, and he will be fine soon. Mr. Jiang doesn't need to worry too much."

Jiang Yunchuan responded subconsciously, and when he turned around and saw that Zhuang Qiubai had woken up, his expression changed suddenly, and he explained stiffly, "I'm not worried, I just asked casually."

Dr. Zhang has also taken care of Jiang Yunchuan for many years. He has been treating Young Master Jiang since he graduated from medical school. He understands his character somewhat. He smiled at the butler and told Zhuang Qiubai to take a good rest. He walked with the butler with the medicine box. out.

In a blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the bedroom.

Jiang Yunchuan didn't look very happy, and his mood was in a low-to-medium state.Zhuang Qiubai propped himself up and sat up from the bed, looked at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, "Why did you come back suddenly? Didn't you have to be busy for a month?"

Jiang Yunchuan put the thermometer on the table and said briefly: "I'm done." He didn't change his shoes, his eyes were bloodshot, it should have been since last night, since the moment he received the call, he hasn't rested.

Zhuang Qiubai didn't expect him to come back, and he didn't know what arrangements he had made in just a dozen hours, so that he was able to escape from the busy work.

"Did you come back for me?" He couldn't help asking.

"No." The expected answer, but the ears under the light went against the owner's will, and quietly turned red.

Zhuang Qiubai gradually understood his thoughts, and said with a smile: "Thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

"Thank you for coming here for me."

Jiang Yunchuan frowned: "I told you it's not for you."

"Yeah." Zhuang Qiubai nodded according to his intention, and smiled more happily: "Have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Yunchuan said, "No."

"Then do you want to eat something? I feel a little hungry." He slept for a whole day, and he was really hungry. He was about to get out of bed, but was stopped by Jiang Yunchuan.

"You wait here." Jiang Yunchuan picked up the briefcase and walked out with long legs.After ten minutes, another bowl of oatmeal came in.He took off his windbreaker, changed into his slippers, and stood by the bed with the porridge in his hand, and remained silent for a long time.

Zhuang Qiubai wanted to reach out to pick it up, but found that he was reluctant to give it. After thinking about it, he tentatively said, "Can you feed me?"

Jiang Yunchuan hesitated for a few seconds, then sat down beside his bed.

There is a lot of sugar in the thick oatmeal. This is probably the first time for Jiang Yunchuan to feed others like this. He is clumsy and can't control the amount. Sometimes there is more, sometimes less. Occasionally, he wipes his mouth. His fingertips are hot, which is indescribable nervous.

The throwing this time was a bit strange, it wasn't a special day, and there was no special agreement, if Jiang Yunchuan didn't know that he was sick in the first place, he kept it in his heart.Then the moment they called, his heart's desire should have been fulfilled for a new throw.

But no, no matter whether he came back suddenly or passively helped him feed, Young Master Jiang's mood was always in a low state, and even if he recovered a little, it did not exceed the normal level.Zhuang Qiubai fell asleep again after dinner. When he woke up from the bed, he found that the system had entered the second natural day, which was October 10th.

strange?

Could it be that the cycle is longer this time?He clicked on Jiang Yunchuan's mood panel and looked at it. He was still in a depressed state. Not only was he depressed, but a new word appeared on the dashboard.

Hey.

Zhuang Qiubai blinked, and immediately jumped off the bed. He was a little curious, what could make the young master Jiang, who is like the proud son of heaven, feel jealous?

The bedroom, nobody.

The study room is empty.

Zhuang Qiubai searched around upstairs, and just about to go downstairs, he found two people sitting on the sofa downstairs.One of them was Jiang Yunchuan, and the other was... Liao Wenjie?

Mr. Liao came to visit for the first time, feeling like sitting on pins and needles.Jiang Yunchuan sat opposite him, and after ordering Steward Zhou to pour a cup of tea, he didn't speak again.Although the host didn't say anything and was very polite on face, Mr. Liao's back was still slightly stiff, and he didn't know where the oppressive feeling came from, and he didn't dare to vent his breath.

"Mr. Liao has worked hard. He even made a trip in person in his busy schedule. He is really considerate of his subordinates." Jiang Yunchuan said.

"Where is it?" Liao Wenjie said, "Qiubai is working so hard for the city-state, whether it is public or private, I should come and see him."

Jiang Yunchuan raised his eyes lightly, took a sip of black tea: "Yu private?"

Liao Wenjie wiped off his cold sweat and forced a smile: "President Jiang may not know that Qiu Bai and I grew up together, from elementary school to university, and joined the company after graduation. He is my subordinate in name, but actually He is my best friend, and there must be a girl among the two of us, and that is my childhood sweetheart."

"Childhood sweetheart?" Zhuang Qiubai squatted at the stairs and listened. He always felt that these four words were gnashing his teeth. He poked the medical panel and found that Jiang Yunchuan's mood plummeted.

"Yes." Liao Wenjie tried his best to liven up the atmosphere: "At that time, my parents wanted to make baby marriages for the two of us, but we were too familiar, and there was no spark of love at all. Moreover, after I went to elementary school, I found that I liked women. , so we can only be friends with him.”

Jiang Yunchuan remained silent, and took another sip of tea from his cup.The cup that Jiang Yunchuan often uses is very beautiful. The body design of the cup was made by a very famous pottery master.

"Although we didn't get married, and the parents of both sides are very sorry, but it didn't affect our friendship at all." Liao Wenjie said with emotion: "We have supported each other and worked hard together for so many years. It is true that we can develop the foundation of our parents to the present stage. I am very grateful to Qiubai, he is the one who never leaves me, always supports me and encourages me......"

A crisp "click" interrupted what Liao Wenjie was saying.

Jiang Yunchuan put the teacup on the table expressionlessly, and there was a freshly fallen cup handle in his hand.