The all-powerful wife of the wealthy family

Chapter 162

Zhao Yanyan noticed his Adam's apple moving up and down, and couldn't help swallowing hard, almost choking.

I don't know why I suddenly feel nervous. In order to relieve this uncontrollable emotion, Zhao Yanyan wandered around the room again. The desk should also be newly bought. There are high school physics and advanced mathematics textbooks on it. The test paper that the school taught on Sunday.

The wooden bookshelf next to the desk is old, with deep and shallow scratches on it.

The above books include computer programming, introductory French, science and technology magazines, the four major classics, and Chinese and foreign novels, and most of them are complete sets, such as "A Song of Ice and Fire", "Harry Potter", "The Three-Body Problem" ", "The Complete Works of Lao She" and so on.

Interests are quite extensive, Zhao Yanyan raised her eyebrows, and nodded unconsciously.

In the end, Zhao Yanyan returned her attention to the examination paper on the desk. She read it very carefully. No matter whether it was Chinese or physics, the multiple-choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions on all the papers did not cross out the traces of re-selection.

In other words, Wen Ranjun never changed his answers when doing the questions, and after the teacher explained the correct answers, he confirmed that he did not make any mistakes in any questions, which is a godlike correct rate.

Zhao Yanyan pouted and threw the paper back on the table.

"Student Zhao Yanyan, you not only saw my privacy, but also disrespected my belongings." Wen Ranjun leaned against the door and tilted his head to look at Zhao Yanyan.

"Didn't you also read my privacy just now, my real privacy is my real privacy, what kind of privacy is it by looking at your papers, cut!"

"I think it's with your consent, and I'm here to help. Did you read my test paper with my consent?"

"I'll just see what's going on. It's you who opened the door for me to enter this house anyway."

The kung fu of turning right and wrong is also top-notch.

Wen Ranjun smiled helplessly, and decided not to fuss with this little girl.

"By the way, is there any useful information in it?" Zhao Yanyan pointed to the leather information bag.

Wen Ranjun pouted and shook his head, "It's nothing, I found you when I found you, and there are photos of you when I found you. I said, why were you so ugly when you were young, you were dark and thin and ugly."

Zhao Yanyan snatched the file over, seeing her poor baby, she couldn't help feeling sorry for herself.

"Wen Ranjun! Why don't you have any sympathy at all! How pitiful this child is, and why don't you have any vision at all, you haven't seen the big eyes, and the nose is also very upturned, the mouth It’s just that the eyebrows haven’t grown, and the eyebrows haven’t grown out either!”

Zhao Yanyan stopped suddenly as she spoke, her eyes fixed on the photo in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Wen Ranjun asked.

"This... swaddle... the pattern on the swaddle looks familiar..." Zhao Yanyan tried to recall where she had seen similar patterns...

Wen Ranjun waited quietly, but Zhao Yanyan couldn't remember it in the end, probably a bed sheet or quilt cover with a similar pattern on it, maybe her nerves were too sensitive.

Due to the lack of valuable information, the search for biological parents did not proceed smoothly, which was expected by Zhao Yanyan. If they could be found, "parents" would have been found long ago.

When she didn't know that Zhao's father and Zhao's mother were adoptive parents, she often didn't go home for more than ten days, but after knowing the truth, Zhao Yanyan felt that she should visit them every week, after all, she loved her for more than ten years.

But inadvertently, this approach seems to be born out of place.

In the past, if there was not enough New Year's money for what she wanted, Zhao Yanyan would behave like her parents and ask for it, but after knowing that they were not her biological parents, she found that she couldn't ask for anything.

Although her parents usually buy what she should have and what she wants in advance, but it was easy for her to accept it before, but now she feels a little hot when holding it in her hand.

Receiving a gift is like receiving a particularly large gift.

Zhao Yanyan knew that she shouldn't think like this, but she was always controlled by such thoughts. It turned out that Zhao Yanyan, who had always looked so chic, was nothing more than that, and a small change made her fearful.

She decided to make money by herself like Wen Ranjun. After thinking about it for a while, she found that most of the part-time jobs conflicted with school hours and were not suitable for high school students.

Fang Zhen made a good and feasible suggestion, which is to submit articles to clothing companies and design magazines, because this way does not require a fixed time and can be completed after class, but it only delays the rest time.

After making such a decision, Zhao Yanyan's activity in the class dropped a lot, because she would lie on the table and take a nap between classes.

Yang Jiu felt puzzled, it was not like the usual Zhao Yanyan at all.

It wasn't until Fang Zhen told Zhao Yanyan that she wanted to earn her own pocket money that she understood why. Everyone was so energetic, and everyone seemed to be mixed with Jewish genes, rushing to make money.

Zhao Yanyan didn't tell Fang Zhen about her life experience yet, she just said that she wanted to earn some extra money to buy clothes, Fang Zhen only thought that she was competing with Wen Ranjun again.

In one month, Zhao Yanyan submitted a large number of manuscripts, including previously accumulated designs and new ones.

But there is no news.

Fang Zhen comforted and said that it will take two to three months to know the result, so don't worry.

But can Zhao Yanyan not be in a hurry? Now it is not a question of money, because every time she goes home, her "parents" will give enough living expenses. Although she doesn't want it, she still can't handle them.

What Zhao Yanyan is anxious about is to get the approval of professionals, or to reply with opinions, but it is always so silent, Zhao Yanyan is not very calm.

In order to draw more satisfactory works and get recognition earlier, Zhao Yanyan often draws all night, and she becomes more and more tired and haggard at school.

"Hey, Zhao Yanyan, do you know what you look like now? You look like a rotten peach." Yang Jiu couldn't help but complain.

"Damn, rot... rot..." Zhao Yanyan flopped down on the table as she spoke, and went to catch up on sleep.

"Oops, oh, my classmate Zhao Yanyan, who is so unreasonable and unreasonable, won't argue with me now, it's a bad thing." Yang Jiu sighed worriedly.

Fang Zhen turned her head and gently stroked Zhao Yanyan's short hair, which hadn't grown out yet, her eyes were full of worry.

In the last evening class, Zhao Yanyan fell asleep due to lack of energy, and didn't even hear the bell after school. Fang Zhen didn't want to wake her up. Wen Ranjun asked Fang Zhen to go home first, and he would take Zhao Yanyan home later.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhao Yanyan finally moved her body. She must have woken up because her hands and feet were numb. She sat up, squinted her eyes, and looked a little confused. She didn't know where she was, and the classroom was dark. Painted, only the moonlight and stars outside the window give off a faint light.

"Are you awake?" The voice came from Yang Jiu's seat, which startled her.

But in an instant, it was Wen Ranjun's voice.

Zhao Yanyan stretched her arms, twisted her waist twice, and asked, "What time is it?"

Wen Ranjun looked at his watch and said, "It's ten o'clock."

"What? Why didn't you call me? What a delay!" Zhao Yanyan yelled angrily.

"You should combine work and rest, otherwise your body will collapse soon." Wen Ranjun reminded.

"What's the matter with you?" Zhao Yanyan, who was full of sleep, regained her vitality.

"It's true that I don't care about my business. This is just a piece of advice to you as a classmate. It's up to you to listen to it or not." Wen Ranjun walked out with his schoolbag.

Zhao Yanyan suddenly felt scared, and hurriedly said: "Wait, wait for me, I will go out with you."

Wen Ranjun curled his lips in the dark, waiting for Zhao Yanyan, who was afraid of ghosts, to pack her schoolbag.

Zhao Yanyan stuck to Wen Ranjun all the way, occasionally raised her head to take a look, and found that his side face was very nice, and the curvature of his chin was very beautiful.

"Pay attention to the road!" Wen Ranjun reminded.

"I'm watching!" Zhao Yanyan quibbled.

"The road is not on my face."

"Stop being narcissistic." Zhao Yanyan withdrew her gaze, but her heart was beating harder and harder.

Wen Ranjun said calmly, "Will you go eat violent potatoes?"

Zhao Yanyan was very pleasantly surprised, "How do you know about Jumping Potatoes?!"

"I know everything."

"Pull it down, Fang Zhen said it?"

Wen Ranjun smiled and said nothing, which was his default.

Fang Zhen told him that Zhao Yanyan is very addicted to spicy food, and she loves all kinds of spicy food, especially when she is in a bad mood or has something on her mind, she must give it a good time, and her favorite is the spiky potato.

It was also from Fang Zhen that Zhao Yanyan was staying up all night drawing.

Fang Zhen hopes that Wen Ranjun can talk to Zhao Yanyan. Fang Zhen knows that only Wen Ranjun can persuade that stubborn girl, because she knows that Zhao Yanyan likes Wen Ranjun.

As for the boyfriend Zhao Yanyan mentioned, who knows if it's true or not.

I don't know what He Yan is busy with, and the contact with Zhao Yanyan is getting less and less.

Zhao Yanyan was a little disappointed at first, but she got used to it later.

After all, they are just friends. Although Zhao Yanyan has a crush on He Yan, she also vaguely knows that He Yan has no affection for her.

At best, it is a master-student relationship.

When Wen Ranjun and Zhao Yanyan walked to "Raping Potatoes", the boss was about to close the door. Seeing two more guests, he invited them in. It was probably because the stove had been turned off before, and all the ingredients had been put back into the freezer. The speed of cooking was much slower than usual, but Zhao Yanyan was very patient, and Wen Ranjun was not in a hurry.

"Don't worry, I won't let you eat spicy food with me today. I ordered goulash for you. This one is different from all the other places. You will definitely like it after eating it." Zhao Yanyan broke two Disposable chopsticks, put a pair in front of Wen Ranjun and a pair in front of himself.

"You know I can't eat spicy food?" Wen Ranjun asked.

"You can eat spicy food, I know, you ate it when you ate Malatang last time." Zhao Yanyan paused and continued, "Do you know why this jumping potato is called a jumping potato? People will jump up, it's hot! I brought so many people here to eat, and they couldn't stand it after licking it. Last time, Fang Zhen was made to cry."

Wen Ranjun leaned on the back of the chair with his arms folded, looking at Zhao Yanyan, but from the corner of his eye he looked at the busy boss in the kitchen. The boss squinted his eyes and wore transparent gloves on his hands. Think the food must be very spicy.

Wen Ranjun's fingers trembled calmly, then he calmed down and said calmly, "I'll eat with you today."

"Really?" Zhao Yanyan's eyes glowed with excitement.

"But you have to promise me one condition."

"What conditions?"

"I can't tell you this first."

"Tch, shouldn't it be something very evil?"

"What evil thing?"

"Then how would I know? How would I know what you're thinking?! The most serious thing is a morally sullen man like you. He looks tall and handsome, and if he's full of bad things, he'll pretend."

Wen Ranjun thought to himself, when did I pretend, and I didn't do anything outrageous, which has nothing to do with being sanctimonious.

At this time, the boss came over with a plate of fiery red potatoes. The closer they were to their seats, the more spicy it became. what to drink?"

Because jumping potatoes are very spicy, even people who are good at eating spicy food need some drinks to relieve the spiciness. Zhao Yanyan usually just needs a bottle of mineral water, but just now Wen Ranjun said that he wants to eat with him, so he has to order some energy for him Get rid of the spicy stuff.

"A bottle of mineral water, two cartons of milk, and a bottle of iced yogurt." The boss walked towards the freezer lightly upon hearing this.

"Did you drink so much?" Wen Ranjun asked Zhao Yanyan.

Zhao Yanyan shook her finger, "No and no."

At this time, the boss returned to their dining table with two boxes of milk in one hand and mineral water and iced yogurt in the other, put the mineral water in front of Zhao Yanyan, and put the milk and yogurt in front of Wen Ranjun.

Wen Ranjun instantly understood that Zhao Yanyan had agreed to his terms of exchange, but the boss was too discerning, how did he know which one was for that guest?

Zhao Yanyan began to eat wheezingly, her face gradually turned reddish, and her eyes sparkled with water.

Wen Ranjun didn't move his chopsticks yet, Zhao Yanyan just smiled and didn't rush.

Wen Ranjun considered that spicy food will be more spicy when eaten hot, so he deliberately procrastinated, waiting for the potatoes to dissipate heat a little.

When the timing was about right, Wen Ranjun solemnly moistened a mouthful of yogurt in his mouth, then put a small piece of potato into his mouth, tried not to touch his tongue, and chewed directly on his teeth, but all preparations and careful thoughts were ignored. Yes, the spicy taste instantly swept through the entire mouth, and the next second, I felt the hot rolling in my stomach.

By the time the first potato was eaten, the bottle of yogurt had already been consumed.

"Do you want two more bottles of yogurt?"

"Don't... hiss... hiss... first, drink milk... and milk... hiss..." Wen Ranjun could no longer finish a complete sentence in one breath, and now he really wanted to cut his tongue Throw it away, cut off the stomach and wash it in water.

"Don't force it, people will die!" Zhao Yanyan twitched the potato caught on the chopsticks.

Wen Ranjun ignored it and continued to eat another piece.

"I said, I'm very curious about you like this. Do you want me to help you go up the mountain of swords or into the sea of ​​fire? As for working so hard."

Sure enough, the boss quickly put together several other dishes. Wen Ranjun ate two pieces of beef. He felt that it should be delicious, but because his tongue was paralyzed, he couldn't taste its original taste.

Seeing that Wen Ranjun was sweating on his forehead and his face was pale, Zhao Yanyan no longer let him eat spicy food. Wen Ranjun obediently obeyed and ate potatoes and beef, lettuce and Qing Dynasty after his tongue was relieved by milk. Fried fungus.

"Speak!"

"what?"

"Don't pretend, what are you talking about, what do you need my help for? It is absolutely obligatory for me to help!" Just because he is the only one who can eat violent potatoes with her, she thinks he is actually pretty good .

"It's nothing, I'll just say that."

"Really? Why don't I believe it?"

"What can you do for me?"

Zhao Yanyan was hit hard, and the little goodwill she had just had suddenly disappeared.

"Keep this quid pro quo, you owe me a wish, and I'll tell you when I think about it later." Wen Ranjun felt that the current occasion and atmosphere were not suitable for persuading Zhao Yanyan, and told Zhao Yanyan to pay attention in such a self-abuse way Resting, combining work and rest, as if caring about her and pursuing her.

Zhao Yanyan didn't care about it either, who made her feel so good now, she kept it as long as she kept it, anyway, she wouldn't do things that hurt nature and reason.

Seeing the boss dozing off at the cash register, the two of them didn't delay for too long.

The next day Zhao Yanyan heard that Wen Ranjun had asked for sick leave.

"It can't be because the food is too spicy, isn't it so worthless?" Zhao Yanyan muttered.

Fang Zhen shouted in shock: "He ate the jumping potato? Did he really eat it? How many pieces did he eat?"

"Fang Zhen, you really told him. Also, who else knows that I love that mouthful except you."

"He really ate?" Fang Zhen was very surprised.

"Yeah, I ate five or six yuan..."

"Five or six yuan? God, he's so amazing, I can't stand it after licking it. I seem to have heard Yang Jiu say that he has a stomach problem and can't eat spicy food..." The class bell rang, and Fang Zhen turned back.

Fang Zhen's words kept circling in Zhao Yanyan's mind, recalling Wen Ranjun eating spicy food twice, thinking of the sweat on his forehead, thinking of his pale face, thinking of drinking for her birthday, Zhao Yanyan slowly Slowly aware of some details of the past.

She should have noticed, but she was too egotistical, she was too careless, she was too indifferent to others, she was so focused on her own things that she often ignored the obvious things around her.

It's the same with her parents. She should have been the caring little padded jacket of Zhao's parents and Zhao's mother as always, and the straight-hearted little daughter.

And Fang Zhen, knowing that Fang Zhen is obsessed with cleanliness, she doesn't pay attention to hygiene and throws things around, which makes Fang Zhen a lot of cleaning tasks for no reason. Fang Zhen prepares breakfast for her every day. She doesn't even say thank you never said...

The more Zhao Yanyan thought about it, the more she felt that she was terrible.

She wrote a note to Yang Jiu behind her: Wen has a stomach problem?

Soon Yang Jiu poked Zhao Yanyan's back and handed back a note saying: Very serious.

Zhao Yanyan looked at these four words for a long time, and actually choked up.

Then it turned into anger, what can I do if I have a stomach problem!No self-knowledge at all!

Even though she thought so, Zhao Yanyan and Yang Jiu went to the rented room to visit the patient, and Fang Zhen also went with her.

Along the way, Zhao Yanyan was very depressed and didn't say a word. In the past, the three of them were fighting with Yang Jiu, but today Fang Zhen and Yang Jiu chatted non-stop. Not only did Zhao Yanyan not interrupt, she didn't even say a word listen in.

Although she felt that she didn't force Wen Ranjun to eat anything, she was still full of guilt. She came to Wen Ranjun's residence with this guilt all the way, but when she opened the door, she saw Wen Ranjun looked good. Zhao Yanyan suddenly felt that her worries just now were too unfounded.

"Brother, how are you doing? Did you rest well?" Yang Jiu asked enthusiastically, "I brought my eldest wife and concubine to see you."

Zhao Yanyan was a little sullen, and just had nowhere to vent, but Yang Jiu hit the gun himself.

"Who do you think is the eldest wife and who is the concubine?" Zhao Yanyan ruthlessly grabbed Yang Jiu's ear.

Yang Jiu begged for mercy in an instant, "The queen spares the queen's life, the little one doesn't dare."

"You are here to see me, or to flirt." Wen Ranjun mocked.

"Who flirted? Who flirted?" Zhao Yanyan sat down on the sofa angrily, and drank the water in the glass in one go. It was the boiled water left after Wen Ranjun took the medicine.

Immediately, she noticed that there were several medicine bottles and boxes spread out on the coffee table, and she gradually calmed down.

Wen Ranjun put away all the medicines, and said calmly, "I'm going to have an operation in a few days, student Zhao Yanyan, study hard while I'm recuperating, I see that your grades have declined recently, so You will be left further and further behind by me."

Zhao Yanyan admitted that she had been a little negligent in her studies recently in order to submit a design, the quality of the homework was not high, and she did not do extra exercises to consolidate her knowledge. She was no longer as entangled with the score gap between Wen Ranjun and Wen Ranjun as before.She felt that she was justifiable, and when there was news of the manuscript, she would definitely make up for what was left behind.

But hearing what Wen Ranjun said, she still couldn't help but argue: "I've been spending time on designing and not studying."

Wen Ranjun curled his lips in disdain, "I've been working on software all along, so I didn't see that my study was delayed, but it turned out to be because you can't do it."

Zhao Yanyan couldn't hear others saying she couldn't do it, but the facts were clearly in front of her eyes, she was powerless to refute, and in a state of desperation, Zhao Yanyan cursed childishly: "You have to be dead on the operating table for such a disaster!"

Suddenly, the atmosphere froze, and Zhao Yanyan realized that she had said too much, but she couldn't say that she was wrong because of face, so she could only explain palely: "However, I found that it is always a disaster for thousands of years!"

Wen Ranjun smiled nonchalantly, "Let's resign ourselves to fate."

Fang Zhen asked: "Is the operation dangerous? What kind of operation is it?"

"It's nothing, it's similar to cutting your appendix." Wen Ranjun ended this depressing topic lightly.

The operation was scheduled for the weekend, Zhao Yanyan refused to admit it, but everything was written on her face, full of worries.

Yang Jiu dragged his mother to inquire about the condition, and only then did the three of them know that this was a major operation, saying that part of the stomach would be removed, the lymph nodes around the stomach would be removed, and the digestive tract would be reconstructed.

"I only knew that he had a serious stomach problem before, but I didn't expect it to be this serious." Yang Jiu's expression was very serious.

Yang Jiu's mother looked at Wen Ranjun's medical records and said, "He was only discovered during an examination a few days ago. It should be a malignant tumor."

"Malignant tumor? That, that is..." Zhao Yanyan trembled, "Stomach cancer?"

Doctor Yang nodded seriously.

Zhao Yanyan slumped on the ground all of a sudden. Although the news kept saying that the incidence of cancer was high, but because there were no such patients around her, she felt that cancer was a very distant thing, something that would never have anything to do with her, but such a young The classmate will get it, she is not mentally prepared at all, Wen Ranjun just ate violent potatoes with her, why did he get sick.

The operation took a long time, and it was pushed in in the morning, and it was around [-]:[-] in the afternoon when I woke up and the anesthetic went into the ward.

A patient in the same room who was about to be discharged thought that Dr. Yang was Wen Ranjun's mother, so he complained, "Why didn't you come in this morning as a mother, why did you let the child go in alone for such a major operation?"

Dr. Yang didn't explain, only that he was too busy and neglected.

Wen Ranjun's face was terribly pale with all kinds of tubes inserted into his body, and his weak eyes could not be opened. Zhao Yanyan held Wen Ranjun's hand tightly, and tears flowed without her noticing. Ran Jun felt the warmth in his hands, and smiled with difficulty. This smile was to comfort Zhao Yanyan.

"Stop laughing, it's too ugly." Zhao Yanyan patted the back of Wen Ranjun's hand.

The attending doctor chatted with Dr. Yang, and then the head nurse came over and explained the precautions for nursing care in detail. Zhao Yanyan listened very carefully, and kept everything in mind, and double-checked the things that were not clear.

Wen Ranjun quickly fell asleep again exhausted, Zhao Yanyan dragged Yang Jiu to the corridor to talk.

"Where did his family go?"

Yang Jiu scratched his head, "I don't know, I only heard that they are all teachers, but I've never seen them before."

Zhao Yanyan went back to the ward to look for Wen Ranjun's cell phone, but after searching for a long time, she couldn't find a phone number similar to his parents' or his home.

There was only one escort bed in the ward, and Zhao Yanyan insisted on staying at night to accompany her, so Yang Jiu and Fang Zhen went home.

Wen Ranjun sleeps for a while and wakes up for a while, puts the painkiller on the painkiller every few minutes, and works hard, relieving the patient's pain.

Zhao Yanyan tried to ask for the contact information of Wen Ranjun's parents, but Wen Ranjun refused to provide them, and also told him not to contact anyone in his family. He planned to ask a nurse to take care of him.

Zhao Yanyan gave him a blank look when she heard that, and asked the school for a week's leave.

Zhao Yanyan moved all the textbooks and exercise books into the ward. When she was free, she would read books and do the questions. When she encountered difficulties, she would make a mark and ask Wen Ranjun when she woke up. After going through such back and forth, Zhao Yanyan suddenly realized that she The reason for the gap in study with Wen Ranjun.

In terms of thinking, especially in physics and mathematics, Wen Ranjun is very clear about where to start each question and the intention of the questioner, so in his eyes, no problem is a problem.

Although Zhao Yanyan's grades are also good, she is only better than the average student in doing the questions, commonly known as a bit smarter, plus she can suffer a little bit of study and is more serious, so her grades are also very good.

But compared to a monster like Wen Ranjun, she was inferior.

In just a few days, Zhao Yanyan made a qualitative leap in thinking and thinking.

To Zhao Yanyan, Wen Ranjun knew everything and said everything.

"You are so honest, aren't you afraid that I will surpass you in the future?" Zhao Yanyan asked with a smile.

"What if it exceeds, I never value this."

"That's because you are always number one. Isn't it troublesome not to be number two?"

Wen Ranjun showed pain, "It's true."

"Just piss you off, now you can't go to the toilet by yourself, let's see how you piss off!" Zhao Yanyan sarcastically said.

Wen Ranjun had a urinary catheter inserted after the operation, and he couldn’t get out of bed for a while, so he had to rely on Zhao Yanyan to help drain the urine from the catheter into the basin and then pour it into the toilet. This is why I occasionally stimulate him with catheterization.

"Since when have I ever been so embarrassing?" Wen Ranjun said aggrievedly.

Zhao Yanyan thought about it for a long time but didn't expect it, so she just pretended: "It is."

Although he said it with confidence, he actually had no bottom in his heart.

Wen Ranjun stopped talking and closed his eyes.

After a few days of getting along, Zhao Yanyan knew very well when Wen Ranjun really fell asleep and when he just closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Now, Wen Ranjun just closed his eyes and did not fall asleep.

Zhao Yanyan didn't sleep well these few days, she would wake up in the middle of the night because of a little noise, she was afraid that Wen Ranjun would not be able to help in time if he needed something, so she slept very irregularly, resulting in an ugly complexion, and several pimples on her chin, Hair is also oily.

It's just that the pink clothes and pink accessories have not changed, and the hospital has a rule that the patient's bed cannot be changed at will, so she just laid a pink sheet for her accompanying bed and took a pink pillow from home.

Now Zhao Yanyan is sitting on the pink bed sheet, holding a pink pillow in her arms, watching Wen Ranjun with closed eyes.

Wen Ranjun's complexion was much better than the day of the operation, but it was very swollen, but the slightly swollen Wen Ranjun was much cuter, not as vigorous as before.

Wen Ranjun lives in a double ward, and the one next to him has just been discharged from the hospital, so there is only Wen Ranjun as a patient in the whole room, and only Zhao Yanyan as an escort.

"Wen Ranjun..." Zhao Yanyan called softly.

Wen Ranjun slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yanyan.

Zhao Yanyan looked away, looked at the armrest of the hospital bed, and said softly: "I, it seems, like you a little..."

Wen Ranjun smiled slightly and said, "I know."

"When did you know?"

"Before you know it." Wen Ranjun spread out the hand with the indwelling needle, Zhao Yanyan wanted to put it in, but when she heard Wen Ranjun's answer, she stopped her hand.

"When was that?"

"The first day of school."

Zhao Yanyan patted Wen Ranjun's palm, "Nonsense, I would have annoyed you to death at that time."

"You already liked me at that time, but you didn't know it, so I knew it before you knew it."

"Wen Ranjun, are you always so smart? And always so confident? To be precise, you are too narcissistic."

Wen Ranjun shook his hands, and asked Zhao Yanyan to put his hand up, Zhao Yanyan smiled helplessly, and obediently put his hand into Wen Ranjun's palm, not forgetting to tell, "Don't force too much, don't distort the indwelling needle. "

"Come here." Wen Ranjun signaled Zhao Yanyan to his arms.

Zhao Yanyan sternly said: "There are so many tubes on your body that haven't been removed yet, don't move around."

After all, Wen Ranjun was of a higher rank, "You didn't come here, I sat up?" As if he was about to stand up vigorously.

Zhao Yanyan knew that Wen Ranjun could not use too much force, otherwise it would be troublesome if the wound ruptured.

So he had no choice but to obey, but moved very slowly, carefully releasing the force on Wen Ranjun, and supporting the table and hospital bed next to him with his hands.

Wen Ranjun planted a kiss on Zhao Yanyan's cheek. Zhao Yanyan felt that the kiss was dry and slightly prickly, which was different from the warm and moist that everyone often said.

But she likes it very much. Even in the hospital bed, Wen Ranjun exudes a charming body fragrance.

Zhao Yanyan picked up the pink pillow on the bed and sat back on the pink sheet, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then you..."

"Be my girlfriend?" Wen Ranjun solemnly confessed.

Zhao Yanyan was overjoyed, but she just grinned silently, turning into a little pink flower.

"Then when did you..."

"When I was the same as you." Wen Ranjun knew that what Zhao Yanyan wanted to ask was when did he fall in love with her.

Zhao Yanyan was very satisfied with this answer, although she still didn't admit that she liked Wen Ranjun from the first day, but if they were synchronized, it wouldn't be a disadvantage.

Although she confessed her love first, Wen Ranjun proposed to let her be his girlfriend, so it was a balance.

Very good, the result is very satisfying. Thinking about it this way, I feel that the urination of the past few days is not in vain, after all, it is for the future husband, and the staying up late in the past few days is not in vain, after all, it is for the future The child's father boiled it.

The operation was very successful. Zhao Yanyan took good care of Wen Ranjun. The most important thing was that the patient himself was very cooperative. Besides, Wen Ranjun was still young and in good health, so he could go to the field soon.

Every few hours, Zhao Yanyan supported Wen Ranjun for a walk in the aisle of the corridor, causing the little nurses to talk a lot, and every walk attracted countless eyes.

"Let's hang out in the courtyard below?" Wen Ranjun suggested.

"Why? If you fall down below, where can I find someone to help?!" Zhao Yanyan was quite thoughtful.

"You are cursing your future husband-in-law." Wen Ranjun felt that every step would involve the wound, but the doctor said that sufficient exercise must be ensured.

"What's the benefit of me cursing you, really. Do you think those little girls miss you? They still miss me, so don't be self-absorbed, An Sheng, let's go." Zhao Yanyan carefully supported her Wen Ranjun was afraid that he would fall down if he was not careful.

"Missing you? Little nurse? What's going on?" Wen Ranjun asked with interest.

"That day, a nurse who changed your dressing asked me who I was. I said it was your own sister, and then she left with a smile. I thought her smile was weird. In the afternoon, she took a box of chocolates and said she wanted I gave it to me, it’s quite inexplicable, I said no, she said it was a gift from a friend, she didn’t eat it, so she gave it to me. I saw that the chocolate was still peach-flavored, and the box was pretty, pink, which is obvious It was deliberate. I chose it because I like pink. Before I could return it to her, she said that a patient needed to change her dressing and left in a hurry. I opened the box and saw that there was a note inside, she Said that she liked me, said that if I don't have a partner, think about her or something, said that we can start as ordinary friends, and left a phone number and WeChat number."

(End of this chapter)