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Chapter 211 The most embarrassing encounter in the world

[69 Book Bar-www.] The temperature dropped sharply, and there were so many respiratory patients in City B that the hospital was filled to the brim.

39.5c, Jian Xun was glad that she was not burned into a mentally retarded person. When the doctor saw her alone, he reminded her kindly, "It's best to call your family over. You, a girl, may not be able to hold on."

"It doesn't matter, I can do it myself." Jian Xun smiled weakly and walked to the infusion area with the help of the nurse.

Looking around, the infusion hall was overcrowded. The children were crying and the patients were moaning angrily. Jian Xun felt that his ears were numb from the shock, and there was still a buzzing in his head.

After finding a seat in the first row, Jian Xun slumped in her seat as if she was about to fall apart. The little nurse patted the back of her hand and skillfully inserted the needle into her.

Jian Xun looked at the time, it was just after ten o'clock, "Excuse me, how long will it take to finish injecting these potions?"

There were three bottles of potions, large and small, in total. The environment of the hospital was really not good, and Jian Xun wanted to leave as soon as possible.

The little nurse concentrated on applying the bandage, her voice sounded muffled under the mask, "About three hours."

So long?

Jian Xun sighed. She was hungry and feeling uncomfortable. She looked around and saw that the patients around her were accompanied by their family members.

Jian Xun, you deserve no one to hurt you. These crimes are simply what you asked for!

Raising her other hand and gently rubbing her temples with her hot fingertips, Jian Xun was about to close her eyes and rest when she suddenly saw a man and woman heading towards the infusion area.

Your brain is confused and you are hallucinating?

Jian Xun used all her strength to open her eyes wide. She didn't dare to blink, and even stopped breathing. She only focused on looking at the pair of people approaching step by step.

Familiar eyebrows, familiar figure, isn't it Chu Zhen'en, or who is it?

Jian Xun felt like a sharp object was passing through her mind. She stared at Chu Zhen'en, her gray and rough lips trembling slightly.

Feeling dizzy, Feng Yi leaned into Chu Zhen'en's arms. The man's strong arms supported her waist, which gave her a sense of mature security.

"Mr. Chu, I feel so uncomfortable..."

"It's okay. I'll be fine after I finish the transfusion later."

"Will you stay with me? I don't want to be alone in the hospital."

"Um."

The seat where Jian Xun was sitting was facing the intersection. Chu Zhen'en raised his eyes and saw that his wife was also hanging the potion.

At this moment, she was looking at herself intently, with shock, pain, disappointment and weakness that could not be concealed in her eyes. Such intense eyes seemed to be carved into her bones.

His throat suddenly became dry, and Chu Zhen'en swallowed hard. Feng Yi felt that his steps had stopped, and he raised his bright pupils, "Mr. Chu?"

Should I go to another hospital?

It’s no use, I’ve already encountered it.

Chu Yan'en felt that his head was starting to hurt. He looked at Feng Yi and said, "I'll take you there."

Everything is God's will, there is no way to hide, just let nature take its course.

Jian Xun sat stiffly in her seat, watching her husband carefully support another woman, slowly approaching and passing by. Jian Xun's eyes lingered on his back, watching him help Feng Yi to the empty seat behind, and followed

Sitting aside, his eyes fell on the nurse's action of inserting the needle for her for a long time.

Is there any more embarrassing encounter in the world than this?

I had a high fever of 39.5c. At the weak moment when I could barely breathe, my husband stayed with another woman who had a fever.

Jian Xun turned around, wondering if it was because of anger, but his thoughts, which had been clouded by the high fever, were surprisingly sober here. He called him last night, but he didn't answer. It turned out that he was with Feng Yi!

Originally, she didn't expect any warmth from him, but at this moment, Jian Xun couldn't control it, her eyes were hot, and tears like burning skin suddenly burst out.

You should go and take care of it.

Chu Zhen'en looked at the black head in the first row and felt mixed emotions in his heart. The most important thing was apologetic. He hesitated because he didn't have the courage to go up.

"Mr. Chu, you know, my parents left when I was very young. I grew up in my uncle's house. My uncle was very busy at work and was always on business trips. My aunt would beat me. She called me a broom star. Every time

Every time I got sick, I could only secretly

I didn't dare to let my aunt know about me crying under the quilt, otherwise she would hate me even more. In fact, I really want someone to care about me when I'm sick. Someone like you, Mr. Chu, can take me to the hospital and hold me.

Stay with me, talk to me..."

Feng Yi was trembling sadly as she spoke, but Chu Zhen'en had no intention of paying attention to her. He only looked at his wife, her head resting on the seat and her face tilted slightly, as if she was asleep.

"Mr. Chu, thank you."

"Huh? What?"

A big tear fell on the back of her hand. When Chu Yanen came back to her senses, she saw Feng Yi raising her pretty face with tears in her eyes, "Mr. Chu, I am so grateful to God for allowing me to meet you. I feel so happy."

Chu Zhen'en's scalp was numb. He would rather have offended a mercenary woman last night than a little bird like Feng Yi who is so overwhelming to him.

He doesn't want to be the man who can make her happy, really, not at all.

"Take good care of yourself and don't talk." Shut up, I don't have time to talk to you right now.

If he wasn't worried about what happened the night before, Chu Yan'en really wanted to throw away his hands and leave. But he couldn't. He had to appease Feng Yi, and he had to be absolutely sure that she would never mention last night.

Feng Yi obeyed, she smiled softly, leaned on Chu Zhen'en's arm, and closed her eyes happily to rest.

Chu Yan'en glanced at her, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and was about to send a message when he saw Jian Xun waving for the nurse.

He didn't know what she said to the nurse, but he watched the little nurse take off the medicine bottle, then carefully helped her, and the two of them walked towards the corridor.

Chu Zhen'en wanted to catch up, but as soon as he stood up, Feng Yi screamed. He looked back and saw Feng Ying's forehead hitting the back of the iron chair.

"Mr. Chu, where are you going?" She stroked her sore forehead and looked at the handsome man in front of her with tears in her eyes.

Yes, where is he going? Catch up and explain? Will she listen? And more importantly, with all the facts in front of him, what else can he say?

"No, it's just that my body is too stiff after sitting for a long time. I need to stand up and move around." He said and sat back in the chair again.

Where Jian Xun was sitting just now, another female patient came immediately. Chu Zhen'en stared blankly at the back of her head, her mind filled with Jian Xun's shadow.

She was so hungry that she couldn't stay in the hospital any longer. Seeing that only one-third of the last bottle of medicine was left, Jian Xun asked the nurse to remove the needle for her.

After walking out of the hospital, the afternoon sun began to get warmer, and water dripped from the melted snow under the eaves. Jian Xun walked through the garden, and there was a small fountain a foot away from her. The surrounding tender yellow wintersweet bloomed in the cold, even on her body.

It is also lightly scented.

Feeling better, Jian Xun walked faster. She got into the taxi waiting for passengers on the roadside, and her little figure disappeared in an instant.

After telling Feng Yi to come out for air, Chu Xun'en looked around for his wife. The hospital was crowded and he couldn't see the person he was looking for. The nurses all carried masks. At this time, he had no idea who was the person who helped Jian Xun leave earlier.

who.

He took out his cell phone, found Jian Xun's phone number, pulled it out but turned it off.

Where has she gone?
Chapter completed!
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