Chapter 41 He Only Has a Relatable Face

When Jiang Zhi was brought in.

Mingzhu was still looking through the physical examination report in her hand.

In the lounge, two bodyguards, one male and one female, stood on either side.

After hearing the sound of the door opening.

They just raised their heads slightly and glanced at Jiang Zhi.

Then he returned to his straight-ahead state.

"Miss, Jiang Zhi is here."

The female bodyguard whispered a reminder from the side.

Mingzhu looked up.

Jiang Zhi stopped in the shadows.

Just one step away from the sunshine.

The face is very beautiful.

The faint red at the corners of his eyes added a bit of vitality to him.

Her slender figure makes the somewhat old-fashioned black coat look classy and cool.

"Come and sit down."

Mingzhu put down the physical examination report and waved at him.

Jiang Zhi's gaze lingered on the slender white hand for a moment.

In the end, he chose to sit on the single sofa not far from Mingzhu.

There was a marble coffee table between the two of them.

There were two cups of freshly brewed black tea on it, still steaming.

If we don’t count the chance encounter when we were having dinner on the rooftop of Yunque.

This was their first formal meeting.

The other times we met, he was too embarrassed.

Jiang Zhi pursed his dry lips and uttered two words dryly: "Thank you."

He is not good at speaking.

But I also know that these two simple words are not enough to express my gratitude.

Jiang Zhi took out the wad of money from his coat pocket.

Without hesitation, he placed them all on the coffee table.

Then he pushed it in the direction of Mingzhu.

Mingzhu didn't even look at the stack of money.

Those clear and beautiful eyes were still studying him closely.

From the brow bone, nose bridge, lips.

All the way down

Finally, it fell on Jiang Zhi's trembling fingertips placed on his thigh.

The gaze seemed to have substance.

Jiang Zhi's Adam's apple rolled noticeably.

I subconsciously lightened my breathing.

He has always been indifferent to the gazes of others.

But I don't know why this time is different.

This inexplicable feeling of tension is too unfamiliar.

“This money may not be enough.”

Mingzhu finally spoke.

It broke the somewhat strange atmosphere.

Jiang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief: "I will find a way to pay it back."

"You should know that I am not short of money."

Mingzhu chuckled.

Gently tuck the loose hair hanging by your ears behind your ears.

All these years of struggling at the bottom of society.

Jiang Zhi knew too well that there was no kindness in this world without reason.

If you don’t want money, then what do you want?

Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at his bony hands.

There are still some calluses and scars on it from working.

Nothing.

He only has one face that is still acceptable.

Jiang Zhi raised his head and looked into Mingzhu's eyes in a daze.

But there was no evil thought in those beautiful eyes.

It's still the same as when we first met.

Just like an angel.

It was just pure liking and kindness.

But reason kept telling him.

Should be rejected.

Just leave the money.

If you don’t have enough money, you can pay it back slowly.

Then leave immediately.

That's what he should do.

This is in line with the survival rules he has followed over the years.

But his body seemed to be nailed to the sofa.

Can't move at all.

Mingzhu saw that Jiang Zhi had no response.

She stood up from the sofa and walked towards him.

Soon, a hand gently fell on Jiang Zhi's head.

Warm, soft palms rubbed his hair.

"It feels good." Mingzhu said softly, as if she was evaluating a well-behaved little animal.

I felt Jiang Zhi suddenly hold his breath.

After a while, Mingzhu patted his head with more force: "Breathe, why are you holding it?"

Jiang Zhi finally came to his senses.

Not daring to use any force, I took a deep breath.

Fresh air rushed into my lungs.

Jiang Zhi's eyes were a little red.

But the hand did not leave.

With a reassuring warmth.

Slowly feel down along his spine.

Through a thin coat.

Mingzhu could clearly feel the protrusion of his spine.

Then he squeezed it gently again.

There was no flesh to be felt.

Mingzhu frowned and spoke again: "You are so thin."

Jiang Zhi's thoughts have completely come to a standstill.

He even forgot to do the most basic thing of dodging.

After hearing Mingzhu's words, his brain was completely overwhelmed.

I could only repeat it in my mind blankly.

Very thin.

It is indeed thin.

Jiang Zhi was in a daze.

After coming to my senses.

He then realized that he and Mingzhu were already sitting in the car seat.

Now even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't.

The space inside the car is very spacious.

There is a distance between the two people that is neither far nor near.

There was a faint fragrance floating in the air.

Clear and pleasant smell.

"Where are we going?"

Jiang Zhi finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Mingzhu tilted her head when she heard that, a smile flashing in her eyes: "You're finally willing to speak? I thought I'd slapped you silly."

Ever since I rubbed his head.

Jiang Zhi felt like he had lost his soul.

He was stunned and said nothing.

"You'll know soon." Mingzhu closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Jiang Zhi looked out the window.

The scenery outside the car window is becoming more and more familiar.

Not long after, the car slowly stopped in front of the hospital entrance.

"Go ahead." Mingzhu pulled out a magazine from the bookshelf nearby and flipped through it casually. "I'll only give you half an hour."

Jiang Zhi's throat tightened and he couldn't speak for a moment.

A bodyguard led him into the hospital.

The elevator goes directly to the top floor.

Jiang Zhi pushed the door open and walked in. The bodyguard stood outside the door and did not go in.

It was completely different from the crowded and noisy ward where Jiang Li had originally lived.

In a spacious and bright single room.

Jiang Li was quietly leaning against the head of the bed reading a book.

The body is clean.

Even the irritability that had always hung between his eyebrows and eyes had faded a lot, and it was obvious that he was being well taken care of.

As soon as Jiang Li saw that it was him, a sharp look immediately appeared on his face.

"Jiang Zhi, you're still alive?"

Jiang Zhi didn't stop and sat down on the chair beside the bed: "Sorry, I was busy yesterday and didn't come to see you."

"Who cares!" Jiang Li pounded the bed. "Let me ask you, what's going on with this ward and the nurse?"

He stared at Jiang Zhi's face and asked, "Are you going to sell your kidney?"

"No."

Jiang Zhi stepped forward and reached out to lift the quilt to see his legs, but was slapped away.

Jiang Zhi silently withdrew his hand and said calmly: "I just met a kind person."

"A kind-hearted person?" Jiang Li pulled back the quilt as if he had heard a joke. "Are there kind-hearted people in this world?"

Jiang Zhi's gaze fell on Jiang Li's curled and shrunken legs.

"Look at me! Do you think I'll be grateful for that?"

Jiang Zhi's gaze moved up and fell on Jiang Li's twisted and resentful face.

There was no emotion in his eyes.

But this silence made Jiang Li angrier than any rebuttal.

He grabbed the water cup on the bedside table and threw it at Jiang Zhi, spilling the water all over the floor.

"Speak up! Why are you pretending to be dumb?"

Jiang Zhi put the cup back to its original place.

"I will never be grateful to you," Jiang Li panted, "unless you die."

Until Jiang Li was exhausted from scolding.

Jiang Zhicai said softly: "I can only give you a half-hour massage today."

"Get lost! Who needs your help?" Jiang Li clutched the corner of the quilt tightly. "I don't need your fake kindness!"

Jiang Zhi quietly looked at his face, which was unhealthily flushed with excitement, and nodded slowly.