President's stand-in

Rong Xingci looked directly at the elevator door, even if he didn't lower his head to look, he could still feel the fiery gaze sticking tightly to him.

Rong Xingci pursed his lips tightly, his heart was overwhelmed, but his face was calm as if he didn't know Lou Ximu.

He didn't intend to talk to Lou Ximu.

Because he didn't want Lou Ximu to know that he already knew that he went to the black market to bet on being shot.

I don't even want him to know that they had a relationship that night.

Therefore, it is most appropriate for him to pretend to be indifferent to him now.

Soon, the elevator went down to the floor where the operation was performed.

The nurse pushed Lou Ximu out, and after Lian Jing went out, Rong Xingci who pressed the elevator came out, and followed him behind the cart.

Rong Xingci came with him, Lou Ximu was surprised.

But in this situation where their relationship is still so stiff, and he just said that he pressed the wrong elevator, Lou Ximu naturally wouldn't ask him why he followed.

Now, as long as he can look at him for a few more seconds, he is already very happy.

Lou Ximu didn't ask, and Rong Xingci also forgot to say that he pretended to meet by chance.

Walking through the long corridor, I saw that the operating room was a little ahead.

Lou Ximu didn't want Rong Xingci to know that he was going to have an operation later, so he intentionally said with a little expectation, "Xingci, are you here to see me?"

Rong Xingci's gaze, which was looking straight ahead, slowly fell on him.

He didn't say yes or no, but Lou Ximu had already seen the answer from his indifferent expression.

Rong Xingci's eyesight was excellent, and he could see the operating room ahead.

He probably also guessed that Lou Ximu asked that question just now because he didn't want him to know that he was going to have an operation, so he quickened his pace.

He quickly walked to the front and distanced himself from them.

Lou Ximu looked at his back that was getting further and further away, and suddenly wanted to slap herself.

He shouldn't have said that sentence just now, so he can look at him more.

But rather than making Rong Xingci feel uncomfortable, he would rather feel sad...

Soon, Lou Ximu was pushed into the operating room.

Rong Xingci who had walked to the end of the corridor turned back again.

Seeing him approaching, Lian Jing stepped forward and thanked, "Mr. Rong, thank you just now, I believe this operation will be very successful."

Rong Xingci nodded slightly, looking at the three big characters of "in operation" lit up, he felt aching in his heart.

Lian Jing waited for a while, seeing that he had no intention of leaving, he said, "Mr. Rong, Mr. Lou's operation is not over so soon, you can go back first."

Hearing this sentence, Rong Xingci gave him a very cold look.

Rong Xingci suddenly asked, "Special Assistant Lian, do you have a girlfriend?"

What he asked was beyond his expectation, Lian Jing shook his head subconsciously before he could react.

Rong Xingci looked at him carefully, "Do you like men?"

Now Lian Jing completely understood what he wanted to express.

He hastily denied it, but he couldn't be serious, "No, no, Mr. Rong, I like women. Don't worry, Mr. Lou and I are just subordinates. I don't think so about Mr. Lou. Mr. Lou loves you so much Not even..."

"That's good." Rong Xingci cut off his words in satisfaction. After Rong Xingci finished speaking, he sat down on the rest chair next to him.

The cake shop has already hired an extra clerk to help, and they can still be busy if he doesn't go to them.

Seeing him sit down, Lian Jing asked, "Mr. Rong, are you going to wait here for the operation to end?"

Rong Xingci raised his eyelids and looked at him, "Is it not possible?"

Lian Jing, "Of course, Mr. Lou will be very happy if he knows."

Rong Xingci frowned, "We can't let him know."

He just wanted to wait.

As if he didn't want to owe him favors.

After all, Lou Ximu's arm was shot because of him.

Although Rong Xingci had some misunderstandings about Lou Ximu's surgery, the position of his guilt is still very clear...

Rong Xingci and Lian Jing sat on the rest, quietly waiting for the operation to end.

Half an hour, an hour, two hours, three hours...

Smith said that the operation time is about three hours.

Lian Jing hadn't had time to say hello to Smith and the medical staff inside.

Afraid that when Smith came out to talk about the operation, Rong Xingci would hear that the operation was on the leg instead of the arm, so he wanted him to go back first.

Lian Jing, "Mr. Rong, it's already noon, go and have lunch quickly. The operation is almost over, I'll just wait."

After Rong Xingci thought for a while, he said 'hmm'.

He has to leave before the operation is over, and when Lou Ximu sees that he is still here, he may think of a series of things again.

Yes, he subconsciously thought that it was a local anesthesia, that Lou Ximu would be awake after the operation, but it was not the case......

Time passed quietly day after day.

After Rong Xingci came back from the hospital that day, his appetite became worse and worse.At first, he attributed these reasons to his poor stomach.

But soon, he felt that this was not the reason...

At noon this day, like most other times, Rong Xingci had lunch at Yan's home.

Yan Hui's craftsmanship is good, and he likes all the dishes he cooks, although he doesn't have much appetite now and can't eat much.

Rong Xingci stretched out his hand to pick up a small piece of braised fish with good color and fragrance, and just put it in his mouth, he suddenly felt nauseated.

Since Yan Hui was sitting opposite him, Rong Xingci suppressed the feeling of vomiting.

Although Rong Xingci didn't show it clearly, Yan Hui, who has always been observant, still saw his wrinkled face instantly.

"Xing Ci, isn't the fish delicious?" Yan Hui asked.

Rong Xingci shook his head, resisting the swelling feeling in his stomach, and then bit the bullet and ate the piece of braised fish.

As soon as he swallowed it, Rong Xingci filled a bowl of soup and kept swallowing it.

After drinking almost half a bowl of soup, I suppressed that feeling.

"Xingci, are you feeling sick to your stomach?" After so many days, Rong Xingci's poor appetite was naturally noticed by Yan Hui.

"No," Rong Xingci said absent-mindedly, this feeling was very familiar, and he had vaguely had a bold guess in his heart.

Thinking of that kind of speculation, Rong Xingci squeezed the spoon in his hand, and then explained, "Maybe it's a change of season, I used to do this often, and I'll be fine in a few days."

He didn't want to tell Yan Hui anything before the matter was confirmed.

Moreover, even if it is confirmed, he will reconsider whether to tell him or not.

Seeing what he said, Yan Hui didn't ask any more questions.

After that, Rong Xingci didn't touch the plate of braised fish again, and basically didn't touch the other meat either.

Because of his poor appetite, Rong Xingci didn't want to eat any more after he didn't eat much.

Rong Xingci put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said to Yan, "Yanhui, I'm done eating, I want to go back for a lunch break."

Yan Hui heard the words and said, "Then I will take you back."

Rong Xing waved his hand, "No, you can continue to eat, I'll just take a taxi back."

He wants to go to the hospital for a checkup.

"Isn't it natural for your boyfriend to send you back?" Yan Hui looked at him with a gentle smile.

Boy friend......

Hearing these three words, the expression on Rong Xingci's face froze.

Even though it had been a while since the two of them confirmed their relationship, he still sounded unaccustomed to it as always.

In fact, their relationship is not so much a relationship of lovers as it is a relationship of good friends.

Although Yan Hui couldn't help but want to kiss his lips several times, he avoided him without a trace.

The number of kisses on the forehead and cheek is not too many, as long as he detects that he has such a move in advance, he will change the subject and avoid it.

Yes, he couldn't accept being intimate with anyone other than Lou Ximu.

He felt a little hard to accept just such a pure kiss on the forehead and cheek.

If it's kissing the lips, or doing something more intimate, he can't accept it even more.

He didn't know what Yan Hui was thinking.

He thought that he would offer to ask him to help him in that area, and thought that he would break up because he couldn't accept going further with him.

But nothing, even though he showed that he didn't want to be intimate with him every time, he was still as good to him as ever.

Yan Hui was too kind to him, really the kind who didn't expect anything in return.

It was because of this that Rong Xingci felt a sense of inequality.

It is impossible for one person to be nice to another person without reason.

Even in love there is a desire for lust.

Occasionally he would see desire in Yan Hui's eyes, but those were very few...

It was already a minute later when Rong Xingci came back to his senses.

He forced a smile at him, "Really, I'll just go back by myself. You can rest for a while after lunch, and see if your complexion is not as good as before. Rong Xing is talking nonsense, he usually doesn't pay attention Looking at Yanhui, I don't know whether his complexion is better or worse than before.

Moreover, since knowing that Lou Ximu was shot in order to find the medicine to cure him.

The feelings that could be hidden in his heart were like vines that broke through the ground, and they couldn't stop taking root and sprouting crazily.

Seeing what he said, Yan Hui didn't intend to insist any longer, "Then it's alright for me to take you downstairs?"

"It's too much trouble for you," Rong Xingci frowned, and he looked at him seriously, "I'm an adult now, you don't have to worry about me so much."

Every time he is so considerate, he feels like a three-year-old who can't take care of himself.

Yan Hui sighed helplessly, "I'll take you to the door, you can't refuse anymore."

It was just delivered to the door, and it was only a few steps away. Rong Xingci had no intention of refusing, "Well, good."

After Rong Xingci finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door.

Yan Hui followed behind him with a gloomy expression.

Rong Xingci opened the door, then turned around and said to him, "Okay, you can continue to have lunch."

He didn't have a good appetite and didn't eat for long, and he didn't eat much after seeing Yan Hui.

Yan returned to the doorframe where she was standing, "I want to watch you get into the elevator."

Rong Xingci wanted to go to the hospital for an examination quickly, as long as he didn't insist on sending him back, it wouldn't affect him, so he agreed.

Rong Xingci turned around and walked towards the elevator, feeling anxious because he was going to the hospital later.

Walking to the edge of the elevator, Rong Xingci pressed 'down'.

Then he turned around and waved at Yan Hui who was still standing there to signal him to go in quickly.

The elevator door closed gradually, and Rong Xingci's arm hung down.

The mood is very complicated, and I don't know what kind of mood to face this inspection.

In case the speculation really comes true...

Rong Xingci shook his head to stop himself from thinking about it.

Soon, the elevator went down to the first floor.

After Rong Xingci walked out of the residential area, he stopped a taxi and went directly to the most authoritative hospital here