34 Have some tea, virgin

Ni Yue's eyes moved between the man in front of him and the beauty on his phone.

Although she didn't say anything, her expression clearly said: Why don't you answer the phone?

"Oh..." Chen Yuang hesitated, feeling inexplicably guilty.

In fact, there was nothing between him and Isabella.

But that night, when the two of them finished their meal and walked out of the restaurant, the woman suddenly turned around and gave him a bear hug, sticking to him like a dog-skin plaster.

Chen Yuang tried his best to push her away, but his waist was tightened by those snake-like arms. His bloated stomach was squeezed by two lumps of flesh, and his nostrils were filled with a strong smell of perfume... Everything made him disgusted.

He even had a strong physiological reaction and felt like vomiting.

I quickly opened the taxi app, but found that most car models required a waiting time of at least twenty minutes, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and order the fastest and most expensive luxury car, the Mercedes-Benz S-Class.

No matter what the cost, he thought, he had to get rid of this pungent plaster on his body as soon as possible.

A minute later, a Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of him. He pushed and shoved Isabella to the back seat of the car, but this genuine North American only child had probably never been so despised in her life. She was furious and grabbed Chen Yuang's arm and refused to let go. The two of them were in a stalemate like tug-of-war, one inside the car and the other outside.

Finally, Chen Yuang had no choice but to say something harsh: "I'm sorry, I already have a girlfriend. Can we not meet again?"

This sentence had an immediate effect. Isabella suddenly loosened her grip, causing him to almost fall on his back.

She slammed the car door shut and sped away.

The two have not been in contact since then.

Now, she called him suddenly with unknown purpose. Chen Yuang was a little nervous. He didn't want to get entangled with another woman in front of Ni Yue.

However, seeing the expression on Ni Yue's face becoming gloomy, he realized that he had to answer the call. He was already upright and had nothing to fear from the shadow, so why did he act like he had some secret that was not to be revealed.

So he picked up the phone and gestured to Ni Yue, "Sorry, I'll take the call!"

Ni Yue narrowed his eyes and gave a false smile, "It's okay, you can answer it."

His thumb dropped.

But the other party hung up.

Before she had time to rejoice, another call came in. This time it was from a different person: "Little Pepper" - a person who was even more uncontrollable than Isabella.

At this time, Ni Yue had tilted his head and looked out the window, indicating that he was not interested in his private affairs.

Chen Yuang's forehead was covered with sweat. Any hesitation for another second would be disrespectful to Ni Yue.

He quickly pressed the answer button, but a deafening roar came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you? Isabella is such a good girl, why do you ignore her? Besides, if you don't like her, why did you bring her home to sleep?..."

"When did I take her home to sleep?" Chen Yuang was confused and interrupted Chu Yanhong in a loud voice.

In an instant, the eyes of almost all the customers in the yakitori restaurant were focused on him.

Only Ni Yue didn't look at him.

She was still looking out the window, but the expression on her face had become a little stiff, and the bead of her lip, which she had sucked so carefully, was pouting into a stubborn arc.

You can tell that she is unhappy.

It's bad, Chen Yuang thought. There was a misunderstanding between both sides and it would be hard to explain it in a short time, but his lunch break was only an hour.

I had no choice but to whisper to comfort Chu Yanhong: "Mom, I'm taking a lunch break now and don't have time to explain in detail, but I promise that what you just said is absolutely false. I will find time to explain to you later. I'm hanging up first."

"Wait a minute!" The person on the other end of the phone kept insisting, "Don't try to scare me. Isabella told her mother herself, and I heard it clearly!"

Chen Yuang became anxious again, "Oh my god, I'm still a virgin, how could I possibly sleep with her!"

Slay the whole audience again.

...After hanging up the phone, he felt the gazes from all directions. This time, even the yakitori chef in the semi-open kitchen cast a curious look at him.

He felt like a skewer of roasted bird in the master's hands, being roasted over the fire.

Suddenly, his mouth became dry, and he moved his Adam's apple with difficulty, smiling awkwardly at Ni Yue, "Haha, it's all a misunderstanding."

The displeasure on the woman's face had been replaced by a faint smile. She picked up Chen Yuang's teacup and handed it to him, "Have some tea, virgin."

After lunch, Ni Yue hummed a little tune and walked home. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhang Chenling frowning and sending WeChat messages with an extremely serious expression, as if something big had happened.

Ever since the two sisters had a fight, they never made up officially. Although they had occasional exchanges, most of the time there were other people around, so they went with the flow and didn't feel it was that awkward. Now that the noisy outsiders had left, the two of them were in the same room, and Ni Yue suddenly felt a little awkward.

After hesitating for a long time, he asked, "Cousin, what's wrong?"

Her answer was the vibration of her cell phone.

Seeing the message Zhang Chenling had just sent in the Shangshanruoshui group, Ni Yue was shocked. "What? The caring old Deng is in the hospital?!"

A few hundred meters away at the entrance of the alley, Xu Zhiqian slowly parked the car.

His phone vibrated. There was a new message in the "Shangshan Ruoshui" group. He quickly clicked on it and said, "What?!"

He was also dumbfounded by the message Zhang Chenling sent, "Mr. Wang is in the hospital."

Today is Saturday, and Mr. Wang’s order happened to arrive this afternoon.

Just as he was about to reply, he saw two sisters coming out of the alley out of the corner of his eye.

Before Zhang Chenling even got in the car, he leaned out and asked, "Mr. Wang is in the hospital? So the afternoon order is cancelled?"

Zhang Chenling bent down to get into the car and replied, "The old man needs to take a bath even though he's in the hospital, so let's go to the hospital!"

"Huh?" He was even more surprised. "I've never seen a patient take a bath in a hospital. What's wrong with him? Can he take a bath?"

"It's said to be mild facial paralysis... As long as your heart and blood pressure are fine, you can wash it."

Zhang Chenling reached back to close the car door, but unexpectedly Ni Yue followed her.

After sitting in the passenger seat for a few days, she sat back next to her cousin today.

Seeing this, Zhang Chenling smiled silently with her lips curled up.

"Facial paralysis?" This seemed beyond Xu Zhiqian's knowledge. "Is it a stroke? Isn't this a cardiovascular disease?"

"His son said it wasn't that serious, and the old man strongly requested a bath. Let's go over there first and see what the doctor says. If he really can't take a bath, then it'll be a wasted trip."

Xu Zhiqian still had a puzzled look on his face. "But where in the hospital is there a big enough place to put a bathtub, and we need to connect water pipes and so on? It's not very realistic, right?"

"Ha, you're unrealistic!" Ni Yue interrupted and mocked him, "The Deng family is so rich, of course the hospital they live in is different from the one we live in!"

"That's right," Zhang Chenling also laughed. "He's staying in the best private hospital in Shanghai, in a VIP single room with everything. In fact, the hospital also has a nurse who can help with bathing, but he insisted that we go there."

Xu Zhiqian nodded helplessly, "Okay."

"Maybe Lao Deng really likes you. He stared at you and talked endlessly when we were bathing for the first time!" Ni Yue joked with Zhang Chenling.

The two sisters hadn't laughed and joked for a few days, and Ni Yue didn't know how to control herself and didn't realize that the joke she made was a bit too much.

As expected, Zhang Chenling rolled her eyes and said, "Don't make fun of customers!"

"Oh, I was wrong." Ni Yue stopped talking and shrank back into his seat obediently.

Zhang Chenling fastened her seatbelt and said to Xu Zhiqian, "I'll send you the address now. It's also in the western suburbs, not far from Mr. Wang's villa."

After sending the WeChat message, I looked up and met his eyes in the rearview mirror. I found that the man was puffing up his cheeks and looked unhappy.

Outside Mr. Wang's single room, the three met his attending physician, who just walked out of the room with an embarrassed face and reached into his pocket to take out a tissue to wipe his nose.

Seeing this, Zhang Chenling quickly pulled him aside and asked quietly, "Excuse me, Mr. Wang, what's going on? Is it serious? Can I take a shower?"

"Peripheral facial paralysis is not serious. It can be cured in a few days with hormone treatment and acupuncture."

The doctor replied that he had been covering his nose with a tissue.

Hearing this, Zhang Chenling breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way here, they checked online and learned that facial paralysis is divided into peripheral facial paralysis and central facial paralysis. The former is usually caused by wind, cold, and rheumatism, while the latter is caused by diseases of the central nervous system. What we often call stroke belongs to the latter. Peripheral facial paralysis is usually mild, and with proper treatment, the patient can completely recover to his previous state.

"Then can we help him take a bath?"

"Okay, but don't make the water too hot, and don't bathe for more than fifteen minutes!" The doctor said, turning to leave. Then he turned back and said, "But I think his mental problems are more serious."

Without giving them a chance to ask questions, he turned and walked away.

As he walked, he muttered, "They say my nose hair is long, but at least I have hair too!"

The three of them stared at each other.

Ni Yue chuckled, but before he could express his feelings, he heard a familiar voice coming from the ward:

"Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai!"

The three of them hurried to the door, gently pushed it open a crack, and saw Mr. Wang lying on his back on the hospital bed, talking to the ceiling:

"Xiao Ai, where are you from? Your Mandarin is pretty standard!"

"Xiao Ai, can you sing? Sing a song for me!"

"Xiao Ai, sing my granddaughter's favorite song, 'Edelweiss'!"

…

He was talking to the ward's intelligent voice system. Although his speech was a little unsophisticated and his pronunciation was unclear, the system still recognized his request.

One person, one computer, one question, one answer, it's so lively.

To the gentle sound of "Edelweiss", three people pushed a bathtub into the room.

When Mr. Wang saw them come in, he quickly asked Xiao Ai to pause.

"You three are here!" He tried to greet them in his usual tone.

But when Ni Yue got closer and saw his face clearly, her heart still skipped a beat.

He had almost completely lost his usual ability to control his facial expressions.

The wrinkles between his eyebrows, which symbolized authority, became smooth, and it was obvious that he no longer had control over that part of the muscles; when he blinked, his eyelids could only open halfway, like a rolling shutter stuck in mid-air; one corner of his mouth was obviously tilted upwards, which was consistent with Ni Yue's impression of people with facial paralysis.

Obviously, his facial features haven't changed, but his walk has changed, and he immediately looks like a different person.

Seeing Mr. Wang like this, Zhang Chenling couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and the doubts in her heart grew bigger and bigger:

The last time I helped him take a bath was just a few days ago. Although he was in a bad mood and didn't say much that day, he was in good physical condition. How could he suddenly have facial paralysis after not seeing him for just a few days?