It really was her?
Shen Jiayu looked at the photo several times, his smile deepening little by little.
When Chen Qi pushed the door open, he saw the worthless smile on the man's face that he hadn't had time to pull back.
"Ouch, why isn't our CEO in pain anymore? Didn't you just say that if you were in this much pain again, I would regret ever being born?"
Chen Qi snorted lightly, deliberately teasing him.
When his thoughts were exposed, a look of annoyance flashed across Shen Jiayu's face, and he said, "You're being long-winded."
"Really? Then I'll be going?"
After Chen Qi finished speaking, he made a move to turn around and leave the ward.
"etc!"
Chen Qi smiled happily with his back to him, then after a second, he changed his expression back to normal: "What's wrong? Is your stomach upset?"
Old man, you're just being stubborn.
Shen Jiayu's gaze darted away, and under Chen Qi's teasing gaze, a faint blush gradually crept onto his pale face.
"Get me a razor."
Chen Qi was taken aback by his words, blinked in surprise, and then burst into laughter.
"Ah Yu, Ah Yu, I never thought you would become like this one day."
Chen Qi immediately became interested, turned around and walked to the bedside, staring at Shen Jiayu as if he had discovered a new continent.
Shen Jiayu felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, but then he remembered that Su Ping was coming to see him soon, and that he had been looking half-dead since last night.
He didn't know why, but suddenly he really didn't want her to see him like this.
"Stop laughing, hurry up and get me a razor."
Shen Jiayu felt a little annoyed by his stare.
Chen Qi was so angry he laughed. He pointed to the white coat he was wearing and said, "Brother, don't be ridiculous. This is a hospital. Where am I supposed to find you a razor?"
"and……"
Chen Qi narrowed his eyes as he said this.
"You can't be discharged from the hospital yet, what do you need a razor for?"
After he finished speaking, he crossed his arms and looked down at Shen Jiayu, who was lying on the bed receiving an IV drip, with an expression that seemed to see through everything.
Shen Jiayu's gaze darted away: "Isn't Silan coming over later?"
What does it have to do with his nephew?
The next second, he continued, "If Silan saw me like this, she would probably be heartbroken."
? ? ?
Chen Qi rolled his eyes. Was it because of Shen Silan?
He didn't even want to talk about it.
"No, I went out to check on the other patients."
Chen Qi was too lazy to argue with him. After finishing his sentence, he ignored him and turned to leave.
Having no other option, Shen Jiayu took out his phone and called his assistant, who had been watching over him all morning and had just gone back to rest.
The phone rang for more than ten seconds before being answered. The assistant took out his key and opened the door, his voice filled with barely suppressed joy.
I performed so well last night, is President Shen calling me now to offer me a promotion and a raise?
Unexpectedly, the next second, Shen Jiayu's cold voice came out.
"You have ten minutes. Buy me a brand new razor and bring it to my ward right now."
After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for him to reply.
The assistant stared at his phone, then felt a sudden darkness engulf him.
No, is he sick?
It's rush hour right now, and it would take him at least half an hour to get there from here. How could he get there in ten minutes?
Forget it, money is hard to earn, and life is tough!
The assistant grumbled as he shoved his phone into his pocket, slammed the door shut behind him, and rushed downstairs.
Su Ping glanced at the ward number that Uncle Feng had sent her on her phone and entered the elevator.
Eighth floor.
After the elevator reached the eighth floor, Su Ping stepped out.
The IV drip was almost finished, and the nurse at the nurses' station looked up.
Upon seeing her, he quickly stood up and asked, "Hello, may I ask who you are...?"
Su Ping smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'm just looking for Ms. Wang Mei in bed 17."
The nurse nodded, visibly relieved, and gestured towards the ward not far behind her, saying, "Bed 17 is over there. Your mother woke up this morning and is fine now."
Based on their ages, the nurse had automatically assumed that Su Ping was Aunt Mei's daughter.
Su Ping nodded without explaining, and walked over there with the things in her hands.
As soon as I entered the ward, I saw Uncle Feng wiping Aunt Mei's hands with a towel.
The two have been together for most of their lives. Although they have no children, they have remained loving and devoted to each other for decades.
Su Ping looked at the two of them, not knowing why, but felt her eyes were slightly red.
She thought that perhaps this was what love looked like.
Aunt Mei saw her and quickly reached out to nudge Uncle Feng, who was washing towels beside her.
Uncle Feng followed her gaze toward the door and froze when he saw Su Ping standing there, carrying a bag and holding flowers in her arms.
"Miss, what brings you here?"
The two of them left their hometown and came to this unfamiliar city. It was impossible for them not to envy others who had both a son and a daughter.
However, due to health reasons, Meryl Streep had difficulty conceiving, so she has not had children over the years.
Su Ping placed the flowers she was holding on the bedside table and said with a smile, "I've come to see you all."
The woman in the next bed saw Su Ping and exclaimed, "Is this your daughter? She's so beautiful!"
Aunt Mei's eyes were a little moist. Afraid that Su Ping would be unhappy, she immediately denied it, saying, "No, no, she is the young lady of the family where I am now working as a nanny, not my daughter."
Uncle Feng quickly got up and brought over a stool from the side: "Miss, please sit down."
Su Ping was still thinking about what Aunt Mei had just said and didn't move for a moment.
Seeing this, Uncle Feng assumed she didn't want to sit on the dirty benches in the hospital, so he quickly took out two tissues and wiped the benches.
Seeing that he had misunderstood, Su Ping quickly went over and took his arm, saying, "Uncle Feng, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I bought you some simple dinner."
After speaking, he placed the bag he was carrying on the table.
Uncle Feng was stunned for a moment. Since he was the only caregiver, he always waited until the IV drip was finished before going to buy food. He hadn't had time to buy food yet.
"Miss, I'm so sorry, we're very grateful that you came to see me."
Aunt Mei tried to sit up to thank Su Ping, but Su Ping quickly pressed down on her shoulder and said with a frown, "Aunt Mei, you just had surgery, don't move around."
The young lady used to speak to her with a tone full of impatience, but Aunt Mei knew that the young lady was not a bad person at heart; she was just a child who lacked love.
So seeing the young lady getting better and better fills her with joy.
So she nodded repeatedly and obediently leaned against the headboard.
Su Ping served her a bowl of porridge. The vegetable porridge was still warm, and the aroma was very appetizing.
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