Eighty-Six: Love Buried by Time (Eighty-Six)

Jing Yu didn't want to let his emotions affect him. He quickly returned to normal, suppressed the difficulty in his heart, and squeezed out a seemingly relaxed smile, "How are you? Are you here already?"

"Just arrived. It's very nice here, sister. You don't have to worry about me." Jing Rong said to the person next to him who was holding the phone for him: "Please, show my sister the environment here."

There was no sound from the other party, but the camera moved. Jing Yu could see clearly that the environment around him was very good and the room was very warmly decorated.

The big stone in her heart was relieved a little, "Have you seen the doctor today? What did the doctor say?"

"The doctors are here every day." Jing Rong said, "I will cooperate with them."

"If you feel uncomfortable out there, just tell me. I'll pick you up." Jingyu still couldn't let him go. "As for the school, we have already gone through the suspension procedures for you. When you come back, there will be no delay in studying again. Your teachers and classmates are very concerned about your current situation."

Jingrong was stunned for a while when he mentioned school. The pain in my heart is accumulating, but I can't express it. Now she can't even lift her mobile phone, let alone a paintbrush? School life seemed to be moving away from him day by day.

"Jing Rong?" Jing Yu saw that he was distracted and called him. Jingrong came back to his senses and smiled at her. Jing Yu looked worried, "What's wrong? You look worried."

"It's nothing. I miss you a little, the teacher and those classmates."

"Then you have to cooperate with the doctor over there. I will take you back after you recover."

Jingrong nodded.

Then, a voice suddenly broke in, "Okay, I can't say any more! He's tired, it's time to sleep!"

Wen Yanzhi?

Just as Jing Yu was thinking about it, the camera panned and a good-looking face came in. The other party still had the same smile as before and said to her: "It's time for him to rest now, so we can't talk anymore. The doctor told us that he has just finished the operation and must have a good rest."

Jing Yu looked at the sudden appearance of this person in surprise, "Why are you at Jing Rong's place?"

Wen Yanzhi's mind was spinning quickly and he replied naturally: "Besides me, who do you think Lao Yu can send to send your brother to you with peace of mind?"

Jing Yu thought about it and said, "I'll trouble you then."

“It’s not troublesome either.

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"Let me and my sister have a few more words." Jing Rong said over there.

"What else can you say? Let's talk about it next time! If you don't listen to the doctor now, why don't you think about it!" Wen Yanzhi's words stopped here, and he hung up the video call directly.

Jing Yu looked at the darkened screen. Although he regretted not being able to say a few more words to Jing Rong, he felt much more at ease when he thought that Wen Yanzhi was there with him and that doctors were taking care of him.

At least he was safe there.

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the other side.

Jing Rong was particularly unhappy that Wen Yanzhi hung up his video call without permission.

"Don't glare at me. If we continue to talk, it will be too late. Your brother-in-law will be the first to settle the score with me." Wen Yanzhi handed the phone to the servant beside him. "If you don't want your sister to find out, you should only talk to her on the phone from now on and try to have as few video calls with her as possible."

Jingrong thought about it too. After all, my sister is a doctor. If she sees herself sitting in a wheelchair again in the future, she will become suspicious sooner or later.

The unhappiness on his face faded away, and he nodded obediently.

Wen Yanzhi saw his eyebrows relax, and his face looked better. Ask him, "Why did you only take one or two bites at noon? Is it because the food cooked by the chef in my kitchen is not to your liking?"

"No, I'm not picky about food."

"If you're not picky about food, why would you only eat one or two bites?"

"I just have no appetite." Who can still happily eat when they are beaten like this - even when they may not be able to walk properly? However, it was obvious that the man in front of him did not have this awareness. He turned around and told the people next to him to have the kitchen cook another squab porridge and bring it up.

Jingrong was not used to having to mobilize others for his own affairs. Living here with him injured like this has caused them a lot of trouble.

"I'm not hungry, don't bother them."

"If you could eat well just now, why would I bother them again?" Wen Yanzhi didn't even listen to his words.

After a while, the servant came upstairs with hot porridge. The nurse rocked the bed, and Wen Yanzhi had the hot porridge in his hand as naturally as possible.

As soon as Jing Rong got up, a spoon was put in front of his mouth. The servants nearby looked at them with searching eyes - what Miss Wen said here last time obviously left a deep impression on them. On the contrary, they did not take Jingrong's explanation of being "just friends" into consideration.

Young Master Wen, who usually has no hands to stretch out, now actually feeds people himself. No matter how you look at it, this is quite extraordinary.

Jingrong was stared at by all kinds of strange and strange eyes, making him feel uncomfortable in every possible way. Seeing Wen Yanzhi's earnest look, even he felt weird for no reason. The mouth was frozen there, unable to open.

"What are you doing? You have to let me pry it open and pour it in for you. Hurry up and open your mouth." Wen Yanzhi didn't have the patience to do it himself, and he felt very unhappy when he saw that he was doing it himself, and this boy was so arrogant that he didn't give him any face.

"Aren't you very busy? Just go and do your work. Just leave this kind of thing to others." Jing Rong's voice was gentle.

"Leave it to someone else and you will starve to death." Wen Yanzhi now doesn't trust anyone else to feed him. If he wanted to refuse to eat, no one in the room would dare to force him, but he himself was different.

"Put it down, I'll finish it in a while."

"If you don't eat it now, it will get cold. It's better to eat it while it's hot." Wen Yanzhi insisted, and then said: "Besides, if I don't see you finish eating, I won't feel at ease when I go out."

When these words came out, the faces of the people around him became even more exciting. It was simply colorful.

When had I seen Master Wen so caring and worried about others? Now he was actually doing this to a boy...

Jing Rong was upset. He felt that Wen Yanzhi was too stupid and had no vision at all! It was simply making the situation worse.

He was not happy and rolled his eyes at him.

"It's useless to roll your eyes at me. Hurry up and stop making trouble." Wen Yanzhi blew the porridge cooler and sent it to his lips. He looked like he really wanted to pry his mouth open.

Jing Rong had no choice but to open his mouth and swallow the porridge obediently. Wen Yanzhi smiled a little, "That's good."

Jing Rong almost spit out the porridge. This guy really thinks he is a girl!

"You go quickly, I'll drink the rest myself." He was extremely awkward, his face flushed, and he turned away.

Wen Yanzhi reached out and touched his forehead, his expression solemn, "Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red? I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look!"