Although the doctor said that Lin Zijin had low platelets and he would easily bleed excessively if he was not careful during the operation, but in fact it was just a "probability".

The chief surgeon was superb and the operation was successful. It can be said that Pei Mingbai was worried.

I don't know if it's because of the faint tendency of heart disease to heal, this time Lin Zijin slept very deeply after being anesthetized, and didn't fully wake up until the next day.

Pei Ming waited by his side without closing his eyes for a whole day, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he woke up. He was about to get up to pour him a glass of water, but his body shook uncontrollably.

Lin Zijin squinted at him, and said softly, "Didn't you sleep yesterday?"

"Don't dare to sleep, the doctor said it's better to have someone watching from the sidelines." Pei Ming wiped his face, "I don't worry about others, so I can feel more at ease when I come by myself."

"There's nothing to worry about."

Lin Zijin's complexion was pale. This person looked rather listless.

Pei Ming's eyes only touched him, and then he quickly moved his eyes away: "Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Zijin coughed lightly: "I don't feel well anywhere."

Pei Ming suddenly became nervous, and took his hand, "Should I call the doctor for you?"

"Don't be so surprised," Lin Zijin scratched his palm, "Who doesn't feel uncomfortable after the operation?"

Pei Ming's heart tickled after being scratched by him, his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you really all right?"

"fine."

In fact, if I were ten years younger, it might not be so bad to have such an operation.But he was already in poor health, and he felt like he was about to lose half his life after being tossed like this.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "I'm still old."

Pei Ming touched the corners of his lips after hearing this: "Why are you old? Not old at all."

"What about 26, isn't that old?"

Lin Zijin glanced at him with a half-smile, "Three years older than you, there is a generation gap."

Pei Ming squeezed his wrist, and said in a low voice, "I say I'm not old, but I'm not old. Brother Lin looks the best."

"Just your sweet mouth."

Lin Zijin chatted with him for a while, feeling that the stamina of the anesthesia still remained in his body, and the knife wound on his chest began to hurt faintly, and fell asleep in a daze.

In the next few days, it seemed that in order to make up for the lack of sleep in the previous years, he became quite lethargic. He could spend more than ten hours in his sleep in 24 hours a day, which made Pei Ming a little flustered.

He was a little busy these days, running between the hospital and his own company, and he couldn't rest well every day. There were two smudges of black and blue under his eyes, and he looked as haggard as a patient like Lin Zijin.

Seeing that he was too busy, Lin Zijin sent him to go home after work every day, there was no need to be by his side, but Pei Ming refused to say anything.

"I'm worried about those nurses," Pei Ming said, "It's okay, it's just a few days, just rest and make up for it later."

Lin Zijin looked at the patient's rice with a frown, and quietly stuffed the carrot under the rice and hid it: "You can't make up for rest, don't come tomorrow, go home and rest."

"No."

Anyway, Lin Zijin, who should be known, knew about it. Pei Ming simply carried the laptop into the ward, and sat beside him to deal with the matter, typing quickly with both hands on the keyboard: "You chased me away again."

"Is this driving you away?"

Lin Zijin put the lunch box on the bedside table, raised his eyes and glared at him: "You little liar who doesn't know."

Pei Ming just laughed lightly when he said that: "I'm worried about you."

"You worry about yourself first."

Lin Zijin tilted his head and found a comfortable angle on Pei Ming's body: "What did you say last time? Did you find out who it was?"

"Still investigating," Pei Ming said, "You don't have to worry about this, just take care of your illness."

Lin Zijin raised his eyebrows: "Can I not worry? This is a time bomb. And I heard that Lu's stock seems to be affected too? Your family won't go bankrupt, right?"

Pei Ming glanced at him and said in a low voice, "That's not my house."

Lin Zijin's eyes froze, and he moved his eyes away indiscriminately, realizing that he seemed to have stepped on some kind of thunder point of the little star.

The atmosphere between the two was slightly awkward. He moved his lips and broke the silence: "I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for? It's not your fault," Pei Ming lowered his eyes, "Besides, I didn't tell you about my family's situation before, so I don't blame you."

"Actually, Sister Zeng told me."

Lin Zijin touched his nose uncomfortably: "It's my fault, I didn't think about it."

Pei Ming's subordinates paused: "Sister Zeng...what have you found?"

Lin Zijin took a deep breath and was about to get up from him, but someone saw through his intentions and quickly hugged him by his side.

"what are you doing?"

"It's good to lean on like this, let's lean on for a while," Pei Ming said in a low voice, "Don't go, I don't blame you."

Brother Lin finally let go of his vigilance and had such a close contact with him, so he must not waste it.

Lin Zijin coughed lightly, his face was a little hot: "It's nothing, it's just you... Lu Group, and your mother's business."

"That's okay," Pei Ming said, "It doesn't matter if you know about it."

Lin Zijin was a little guilty at first, but when he heard him say this, his curiosity immediately showed his head: "Then what can't I know?"

Pei Ming's movement of caressing the back of his neck was stiff for a moment, but then he was rounded up calmly: "Young and frivolous, it's not worth mentioning."

Still young and frivolous.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk about it, Lin Zijin didn't want to know that much at first, but he still couldn't help but snorted softly: "Okay, I have a little secret. Anyway, you have quite a lot of little secrets, and you don't miss one or two."

Pei Ming immediately became nervous: "No, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just too stupid. If you want to know, I'll talk to you slowly, okay?"

"Just kidding." Lin Zijin patted his hands and got up from him, "Go and do your business."

He took the mobile phone that was set aside and turned it on, only to realize that he seemed to have been disconnected from the Internet for almost a week.

A few days ago when the situation was a little bad, Pei Mingte was worried and insisted that electronic products would do no harm to his health, and he was forbidden to look at his mobile phone.At first, I was not used to it, but later on I didn’t watch it, and it was nothing uncomfortable.

As soon as it was turned on, WeChat messages popped up one by one, and "jingle ding dong dong" sounded lively.

Lin Zijin glanced at Pei Ming, turned his phone to silent, flipped through the messages, and found that people in the circle sent messages asking him why he suddenly disappeared and where he is.

He replied to the messages one by one, and scrolled down the list, but saw that the chat time between himself and Pei Ming ended three days ago.

three days ago?

Three days ago, he was still in a daze from the sequelae of the operation, why didn't he remember chatting with Pei Ming on WeChat?

He went in with some doubts, but only saw a series of withdrawal messages, conservatively estimated that there were a dozen or so.

Lin Zijin frowned slightly, and poked Pei Ming casually: "What are you doing?"

Pei Ming glanced sideways at the phone screen, his face blushed suddenly: "I, I sent it to the wrong person."

"wrong person?"

Lin Zijin laughed softly: "If there is only one day, I can still accept your reason, but this is too ridiculous. Who do you send messages to every day and send them to me by mistake? Xinhuan?"

"No, no new love!"

Pei Ming seemed to be stimulated by the word "Xinhuan", and his face turned even redder: "You're not awake, but I want to talk to you so much, so... just send two messages to pretend that you can see , which seemed too stupid, I felt embarrassed after posting it, so I withdrew it again.”

Lin Zijin saw that his ears were flushed red, and couldn't help laughing out loud, in exchange for Pei Ming's resentful look: "Brother Lin, you are laughing at me."

"No, I'm not making fun of you, it's just..."

I think you are so cute.

Lin Zijin was taken aback as soon as he thought of this.

He has never used "cute" to describe a person in so many years, but now he thinks Pei Ming is cute so naturally, which is obviously abnormal.

Lin Zijin gave a "tsk", clicked on Weibo to divert his attention, and just typed Pei Ming's name in the search box, and a new entry was directly linked.

#Pei Ming showdown, I don't pretend anymore#

what is this?

He entered with some curiosity, and the first thing he saw was a soft article from a marketing account:

[@吃蓝老鸡: Shocked!In the past, it was reported on the Internet that the small amount of traffic was falsely married for the sake of resources and top streamers, but now it seems that it is really not sure who will depend on who [Picture] [Picture] #贝明showdown了我不装了#]

Lin Zijin's fingertips paused, and he clicked on the first picture, and found that it was a screenshot interface of a certain eye check. The legal representative of the company clearly wrote Pei Ming's name.

It was exactly the same as the ones in the few documents that Zeng Xi showed him.

Those who were ready to read the joke in the comment area immediately exploded:

[@自在风风1999: I heard that the former national player is his grandfather, the melon is not true, and I heard it too]

[@小pa学习:. . .It’s really a big business]

[@我智派今日了了了了吗: I'm sorry, I'm blind, is it too late to call Mr. Pei now?Mr. Pei, I didn't mean to break up you guys, I have changed my name on Weibo, and I will change my name immediately on New Year's Day next year]

[@想吃小熊熊: Laughing to death, it’s not dark at all, it’s a good match, I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years]

[@我猫呵: Does anyone think that Pei Ming looks a bit like the female simultaneous interpreter Lu Xiaoxiao who was out of the circle two days ago?I delusional? 】

[@一个小蛋鸡: It’s not an illusion, Pei Ming was surnamed Lu before he entered the circle, I won’t say which Lu]

The wind direction of the comments is completely different from that of the false marriage revelations that day.

Lin Zijin still remembers the conspiracy theory of a group of people at that time, saying that Pei Ming had pigtails in his hands, that Pei Ming was high-spirited, and that Pei Ming had sex with him.

At that time, he was very annoyed by the guesses that those donkey lips were wrong, but now he felt like he suddenly turned over after being bullied for a long time, and he felt completely elated.

Just when he was about to cut out to look at other things, his eyes suddenly caught someone's Weibo with another entry.

【@粉笔小贤不是小新: #贝明showdown I don’t pretend anymore# Is this the silent love from Mr. Ba?Completely beat 90.00% of the sweet pet dramas on the market, okay?I said earlier that it’s okay to follow me, the cps I knocked on are all married #贝明朋友圈的365天#]

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