Jiang Zhimiao opened the door and went in as if nothing had happened.

The conversation in the ward has turned to work in an orderly manner. It seems that the person who just wanted to call the police was not Shen Zhuowen.

Jiang Zhimiao walked up to him, put down his things, and put the packed dinner on the bedside.

She didn't even look at Shen Zhuowen, "Assistant Tang, did Mr. Shen leave this to you?"

Tang Fan was startled and subconsciously looked at the man on the hospital bed, "Okay."

Jiang Zhimiao curled his lips and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

Then, she turned around and looked at Shen Zhuowen, her attitude and tone were unmistakable, and she said , " Mr. Shen, my elders have to take care of me, so I'll leave first."

Shen Zhuowen said nothing.

Jiang Zhimiao didn't wait for Shen Zhuowen to speak. Her words were like a notice and she left immediately.

He didn't even have a chance to tell Tang Fan to send her off.

Tang Fan , " Mr. Shen, Miss Jiang heard me."

Shen Zhuowen , " So?"

"Would you like some coaxing?" Tang Fan said after careful consideration , " If it were me, if I heard someone harming me, I would still be let go -"

Shen Zhuowen lazily raised his eyelids, "Where are you from?"

Tang Fan was so excited that he simply shut his mouth and stopped talking.

Shen Zhuowen's expression was indifferent. He looked out the window. Among the dancing trees, a round of bright moonlight was projected on the glass. Faintly, a pair of caring and worried expressions could be seen. She looked at him with a smile in her eyes. tears.

The throat feels tight, and the rough fingertips rub it unconsciously.

He turned sideways and adjusted to a comfortable position, lowered his eyelids, and said, "Close the window."

As soon as Jiang Zhimiao left the hospital, he received a call from Jiang Yunyun.

After finally finishing her prevarication, she subconsciously raised her head and looked towards the familiar room on the floor of the inpatient building.

The lights stayed on, and the man's shadow swayed.

After a while, the window was closed and no one could be seen inside.

Jiang Zhimiao looked away. She was exhausted both physically and mentally. She took a taxi home without considering the distance between the hospital and the community.

After returning home, Jiang Yunyun brought out the freshly heated dishes.

However, Jiang Zhimiao didn't have much appetite, so he took a few bites and went to take a shower.

The stream of water falls along the shower head, falls into the eyelashes, and slides across the tip of the nose.

The warm breath filled the entire bathroom.

His thoughts went to the door of the hospital ward at that time. At that moment, Jiang Zhimiao thought about whether he should open the door and ask Shen Zhuowen why he indulged Wen Wen again and again.

Even though she didn't have any expectations for Shen Zhuowen——

But when I heard Shen Zhuowen's concise and concise words of 'leave it alone', I still felt a little aggrieved.

Even though the emotion quickly subsided, every time Jiang Zhimiao thought about it, he felt a nameless anger rising in his heart and he was speechless.

Her white fingertips were wrinkled from soaking. She lowered her head and looked at the water, then turned off the faucet.

Barefoot, in pajamas, I went out.

Usually, there were only her and Jiang Yunyun at home, and there was nothing taboo about what to wear, so Jiang Zhimiao didn't even adjust the buttons, but sat at the dressing table and started applying toner.

The phone on the table rang.

Jiang Zhimiao answered the phone without even looking at it.

"Ahem, ahem—"

A deafening cough sounded, followed by the Chanyu's embarrassed voice , " Zhizhi, clothes, clothes!"

Jiang Zhimiao realized something belatedly, his face flushed, and he immediately put his phone on the table.

She hurriedly put on her clothes, wrapped herself in a thin blanket, and held her phone upright again.

"Why are you video calling me now?"

Shanyu was also a little embarrassed. He closed his eyes, as if he was worried that Jiang Zhimiao would misunderstand him. He turned 180 degrees and faced the back of the camera.

"I saw that you didn't reply to me, and I was a little worried."

Jiang Zhimiao paused and said awkwardly , " Something unexpected happened today."

After a while, she couldn't stand Shan Yu's closed eyes posture anymore, "I'm already dressed, you can open your eyes."

The Chanyu opened his eyes and turned around.

Ask seriously , " What happened? Are you hurt?"

"No." Jiang Zhimiao hesitated for a moment, and then told the story about the elevator, but she omitted the existence of Shen Zhuowen and simplified it to a colleague, and did not tell Shan Yu the truth.

Shan Yu was also frightened when he heard this. He complained , " What's wrong with the elevator in Brother Shen's house? We really need to check it carefully. Today it's you, but next time it might be Brother Shen himself."

Jiang Zhimiao coughed a few times.

Shan Yu did not continue on this topic. He looked at Jiang Zhimiao's slightly pale face and said, "Do you want to have a good rest? I think your face looks very bad."

Jiang Zhimiao went down the stairs and said, "Okay, let's talk another day."

After speaking, she reached out her hand, ready to press the call button.

Shan Yu seemed to have thought of something and said , " Would you like to go out to play on Sunday and relax your mind? Qiao Qiao is here."

Jiang Zhimiao had already refused once, and this time An Qiaoqiao was still there.

It would be hard to justify refusing again.

I could only nod my head. She said softly , " You decide on a time and let me know. I'll come when I'm free."

Shan Yu showed his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll call you when the time comes."

Jiang Zhimiao raised the corner of his lips.

End the video call.

She looked at the room which had returned to silence, rubbed her swollen brows with her fingers, and went back to bed.

Perhaps it was because she had a chat with Shanyu before going to bed, the emotions that Jiang Zhimiao had been weighing on her heart were dispelled. She fell into a deep sleep without thinking for too long.

A slight creaking sound was heard.

A figure came into her room and opened the drawer ...

The next day.

Jiang Zhimiao got up, washed, and tidied up, then prepared to go to the kitchen to get breakfast and leave.

However, the footsteps just walked into the living room.

Jiang Yunyun sat in the living room with a gloomy face, looking at her coldly, "Jiang Zhimiao."

Jiang Zhimiao's mind was still a little unclear, "Aunt, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yunyun's gentle voice was now filled with coldness. "Why is there only 5,000 yuan in the card?"

His brain instantly became alert, Jiang Zhimiao pressed his lips into a straight line, and said nothing.

Jiang Yunyun said sharply , " I remember there was originally 50,000 yuan in it. Where is the money?"

Jiang Zhimiao said with a stiff upper lip , " I used it to pay off my debts ... "

"Pay back the debt?" Jiang Yunyun stood up suddenly and walked in front of Jiang Zhimiao. She raised her arms with hatred in her eyes, "Zhizhi, when did you become like your mother, full of lies! I checked the bank records, and the money was withdrawn before the debt collectors came!"

The arm was suspended high in the air.

Jiang Yunyun looked at Jiang Zhimiao, whom she had raised since childhood, and took a deep breath. "If you tell me now, I won't say anything. Otherwise, I will sue you!"

As she spoke, her chest rose and fell dramatically.

Jiang Zhimiao panicked for a moment, and quickly stretched out his hand to stroke Jiang Yunyun's back, his voice unconsciously filled with tears.

"No, I really didn't do anything. Qiaoqiao was in trouble and I lent her the money."

Jiang Yunyun's fluctuating emotions calmed down a little, "Is it true?"

Jiang Zhimiao , " Really."

She tried her best to comfort Jiang Yunyun and said , " Don't worry, Qiaoqiao said he would return it to me next month."

Jiang Yunyun's expression improved, "That's fine. I don't feel bad about the fifty thousand yuan, Zhizhi. The main reason is that I'm afraid that you will follow your mother's old path."

Jiang Zhimiao nodded obediently, "I know."

"Go to work," she said . " Don't be late."

But having just seen Jiang Yunyun almost relapse, how could Jiang Zhimiao go to work?

I could only bite the bullet and ask for a leave from Tang Fan.

Tang Fan said , " You can ask for leave. I remember that your home is very close to the hospital. Could you please send Mr. Shen a meal at noon?"

Although his words were a question, they were full of questions that could not be refused.