Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Facing Huo Jun and Zhou Yuer...
Facing the glaring gazes from Huo Jun and Zhou Yu, Fang Shimian felt so embarrassed that he wanted to go back to his basement.
The pain from the wound suddenly disappeared. He pretended to be busy and looked around for a long time. Finally, he frowned and asked in a low voice with difficulty, "Auntie, is the boss you are talking about Huo Jun?"
The aunt nodded as a matter of course, "Yes, Boss Huo, didn't I tell you yesterday that he would bring someone to see you? Look, he brought a big star to cheer you on."
After saying that, she moved the basin closer and tried to spread Fang Shimian's legs a little wider. "Don't be shy, dear. Auntie has served so many people at your age, and has seen everything..."
"Yes, don't be shy." Huo Jun folded his hands gloatingly and stood leisurely beside Fang Shimian's bed, watching.
Zhou Yu also took off his hat and mask, slowly moved his wrists, walked over and looked at the young man on the hospital bed.
Fang Shimian was so exhausted that tears came out. He covered his key parts and said, "Forget it. No, I don't want to pee anymore."
Auntie said, "It's okay, it's a boy, it's very convenient, just hold it down and it won't get on the bed."
"Don't hold it in, or your brother will be heartbroken." Huo Jun said maliciously, "If you wet the bed later, I won't let you wear clothes anymore."
Huo Jun turned around and looked at Zhou Yu with a smile, "Master Zhou, what do you think of my suggestion?"
Fang Shimian's face turned red from holding it in.
Zhou Yu's eyebrows were cold. He glanced at Huo Jun coldly, then glanced at Fang Shimian. Then his eyes began to wander, and he didn't cooperate very seriously: "Well, not bad."
Fang Shimian's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at his aunt and then at Huo Jun.
"Alright, alright, don't scare him. Children are timid." Huo Jun was finally willing to act like a human being. He pushed Zhou Yu and walked out. "Why are you standing there? Are you really looking at me? You're just dreaming."
There is a living room outside the ward. Seeing that Fang Shimian was indeed in trouble, the aunt stuffed the tissue in her hand into his hand and said with a smile, "Good boy, then I'll wait two minutes before coming in. I'll go wait outside for a while."
Fang Shi finished the job with great shame, and his auntie came in immediately to take the pot away to rinse it. After rinsing it, she used a wet towel to wipe his hands carefully. Seeing that his face was still a little red, she immediately said, "It's nothing. People get sick and get old. If you mind this, auntie will be more careful next time. It's not a big deal. Don't take such a small thing to heart."
She had spent most of her life serving others. The upper class didn't really view servants like them as independent and thoughtful people, so they didn't care about certain things. She had seen employers who were in heat in front of a room full of servants, so when she met a well-behaved, shy and thin-skinned child like Fang Shimian, she still loved him in her heart.
Fang Shimian looked at the white hair on his aunt's temples, and then looked at his clean hands. "Aunt, will you continue to work at Mr. Huo's house in the future?"
"I will stop working after this month. I'm old and need to rest." The auntie massaged Fang Shimian's arm. "My granddaughter was just born. My son and his family said they wanted to hire someone to take care of her. I said I wouldn't feel comfortable leaving such a young child to outsiders. I'm the best at taking care of people, so just leave it to me. I used to take care of other people's children when I was young..."
After a while, Huo Jun and Zhou Yu pushed the door open, and my aunt happily went to the living room next door to watch TV.
"How are you? Do you feel better?" Huo Jun touched Fang Shimian's head and turned to introduce him, "Zhou Yu, the cash cow of my company, the rebellious and escaped young master of Jianshen Group. It's a good thing he saw you this time. Otherwise, if we had discovered you were missing and tried to find you, you would have probably taken root in the mud."
Fang Shimian thought of the sports car that had been taking so long to leave that day, and the doubts in his mind were finally resolved. No wonder he left so quickly. When he was sleeping on the mound, he was still a little conscious. He felt that he had just fallen asleep, thinking that he would take a break as he could not dig any more. However, he turned around and was forced to sign in the operating room of the hospital.
He was really inconsolable at the moment, but he still said obediently, "Thank you."
"Why thank him? He doesn't deserve your thanks. He's just a cold-hearted, selfish guy." Huo Jun suddenly leaned over to Fang Shimian and stared at him with a smile. "If you really want to thank someone, thank me, your brother. I was almost going crazy that day."
So Fang Shimian thanked Huo Jun very honestly again.
Huo Jun's smile was a little more reserved, "We are a family, so there is no need to say thank you."
Fang Shimian: “…”
"Let me formally introduce you to my name, Shi Mian. I previously worked in the fire protection and security industry, and was awarded the title of Best Citizen in Hai City. I was also featured in the news. Shi means time, and Mian means commendation."
"Best Good Citizen?" Zhou Yu frowned and slowly went over this honorary title in his mind.
Huo Jun raised his eyebrows, "Yeah, I gave it to you, so what?"
Zhou Yu rolled his eyes, but just lazily said "hmm". After a while, he said nonchalantly: "The design of the pendant is okay."
Fang Shimian was a little confused by the sudden words.
"He bought the design you asked the Zhao family to sell for you." Huo Jun explained in a good-tempered manner, and looked at Zhou Yu with a half-smile, saying with an ambiguous meaning: "Our Shi Mian was born good-looking, and everyone really loves him."
Zhou Yu was stunned for a moment, his hands lazily put in his pockets, and ignored him.
Huo Jun had a bit of gloating in his eyes. He turned to look at the pile of things placed beside Fang Shimian's bed, picked up a large bag of snacks, and asked, "Has anyone else been here today?"
Fang Shimian nodded, "Brother Long... my colleague came to see me, he is a very good brother."
Huo Jun nodded, "It seems that Shi Mian has many good brothers."
"No, he's the only one..."
Huo Jun said "Oh" as if he had suddenly realized something, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Where's Zhu Ze? Aren't you also called Brother Zhu?"
When Fang Shimian heard this name, his eyes dimmed for a moment.
"And what about Huo Zhongshan? And what about me?" Huo Jun suddenly leaned closer. His handsome face looked a little cold under the light. His dark pupils seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. With some unspeakable expectation, he spoke slowly, "Don't you like any of our brothers?"
The air seemed to stand still at that moment.
Zhou Yu looked at Fang Shimian's stiff expression and said impatiently, "Huo San, that's enough."
Huo Jun then leaned back in his chair, slowly smiled, and looked at Fang Shimian, "You are so easily frightened, yet you can still piss off Huo Zhongshan several times, and you're not afraid of being punished by him."
Fang Shimian's heart was still beating violently, but he immediately grasped the key point, "Brother Huo is angry with me?"
Huo Jun didn't rush to answer Fang Shimian's question. He just crossed his legs lazily and said indifferently, "You call him Brother Huo and call me Mr. Huo?"
The man smiled, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Favoring one over the other, Shi Mian, this is a bit unfair."
Fang Shimian's brain was in a mess at the moment. He only remembered Huo Jun calling Huo Zhongshan "Second Brother". He was slow to begin with, and was immediately intimidated by Huo Jun, so he called out completely subconsciously, "Brother?"
“…”
Zhou Yu's acting skills and restraint that he had practiced for many years were broken at this moment. He couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but show a little more respect to the other party.
It's unexpectedly likable.
Huo Jun's expression was quite interesting at this moment. He endured it again and again, and in the end he could only smile helplessly. He simply didn't know what to do with this little guy.
He stretched out his hand, and Fang Shimian thought he was going to be beaten, so he immediately shrank back into the quilt. But Huo Jun just pinched his face fiercely, "You're hiding again now. Why didn't you hide when you were beaten? Stupid!"
Fang Shimian didn't know how to answer this kind of question, so he simply lowered his head and said nothing.
Huo Jun loosened his hand and threatened in a low voice, "I think you deserve a lesson."
"Why do you always scare him?" Zhou Yu stood there, looking at Huo Jun coldly, looking a little dissatisfied.
"Oh?" Huo Jun raised his head, looked at Zhou Yu like a great man, and snorted, "You feel sorry for him now? Why didn't you have more patience when you saw him limping? Weren't you so arrogant and indifferent just now? Actors are really fickle. Rolling your eyes at your boss, have you learned how to manage your facial expressions?"
Zhou Yu was too lazy to pay attention to him. He walked to the bed opposite where the family member was accompanying the patient, sat down and checked his phone.
Fang Shimian looked at Huo Jun at this time and asked again, "Is Brother Huo angry with me?"
For some reason, Fang Shimian was a little concerned about this matter, because the expression on Huo Zhongshan's face when he saw his phone that day made him very uneasy. He felt that he should perhaps explain something, but he really didn't understand why Huo Zhongshan was angry.
"Why do you care so much about whether he's angry or not?" Huo Jun asked lazily, but his eyes were sharp, like a knife cutting someone, "Let alone whether he's angry or not, even if he's alive or dead, what does it have to do with you?"
Fang Shimian was confused for a moment. Yes, why did he care so much about Huo Zhongshan's emotions? Was it just because he had shown his vulnerable side in front of him that he felt he should protect him and care about him?
That's not the case... Many images slowly emerged in Fang Shimian's mind, memories of Huo Zhongshan, the blazing fire on the road after the car accident, and the look in Huo Zhongshan's eyes when he opened his eyes from the dream this time.
It was a suppressed look, with a mixture of relief and fear.
Huo Zhongshan might not want him to die, Fang Shimian thought.
But why? He is like the most inconspicuous pebble in the world, which can appear anywhere and disappear in any corner. No one should think that this pebble needs to exist forever.
Fang Shimian doesn't feel that he is inferior, he just feels that he has no reason to exist, so he places all his passion for life on the next life, or in other words, the unknown world of the dead.
After a long time, Fang Shimian said, "I don't know."
He looked at Huo Jun, his eyes were filled with confusion, and he was a little incoherent. "I thought I was going to die, but I didn't. You guys saved me, and I'm really grateful to you... Huo Jun said that I could leave everything to him, but he left after reading the suicide note. I think I might have done something wrong, because he was angry, and I didn't know."
Hearing this, Huo Jun seemed to have something to say, but didn't.
"I don't want him to be angry. He's been very good to me. I know that. I only want the best for him and don't want to make him sad..."
"I just feel that I'm going to die, and I want to write something to prove it. Don't people on TV write suicide notes when they are about to die?" Fang Shimian's eyes were red, and he spoke like a robot with a damaged core. He spoke in a mess, which was heartbreaking to listen to.
Huo Jun brought a tissue to wipe Fang Shimian's tears, and his voice softened, "Alright, alright, stop crying. You're trying to commit suicide and writing a suicide note, and you've made yourself so wronged. If anyone gives you trouble in the future, come and tell me, and I'll vent your anger for you. Live well, there are so many people who like and love you, why are you so upset? If you try to commit suicide again, I'll beat you up, believe it or not?"
Fang Shimian sobbed and raised his face obediently to let Huo Jun wipe it.
Huo Jun gently pressed Fang Shimian's right eye through a piece of thin paper, half-closed his eyes, and whispered, "Huo Zhongshan is fine, he's not angry, I was just teasing you, there's a lot of work at the company these days, he will definitely come to see you after he's done with this, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't try to kill yourself, he won't be really angry with you."
After saying that, the piece of paper floated away from Fang Shimian's eyes.
Fang Shimian nodded as if he understood, his voice choking with a hint of sob, "Not angry?"
Huo Jun's face was expressionless, but he raised his hand to cover Fang Shimian's eyes, pressed his brow lightly, and said in a steady tone, "Yeah, I'm not angry."
Later in the evening, Zhou Yu's assistant came to see him. The two of them went out for a few minutes. Zhou Yu had already put on a hat and a mask. When he came in, he told Huo Jun that he was leaving. Huo Jun said nothing, stood up, said hello to the aunt in the living room, and left with Zhou Yu.
Fang Shimian was accompanied by his aunt most of the time. She talked a lot and did things in a hurry, but she was also the most serious and careful.
She is very much like the image of the mother that Fang Shimian imagined in his dreams. When Fang Shimian couldn't sleep because of the pain from his wound, she would ask the medical staff over and over again whether this was normal and whether they could relieve him of the pain.
She would secretly hide Fang Shimian's snacks when he was eating them, and tell him that eating junk food would make him sick. She would give Fang Shimian a massage in the afternoon when the sun was setting, and tell him many stories, not fairy tales, but her own stories and stories she heard from others.
Although the temperature in Hai City was still relatively low in mid-February, the sun had been out for several days in a row. In the morning, my aunt would open the curtains to let the soft morning sunlight fall on Fang Shimian's quilt.
"You can eat a lot, kid, but you just don't gain weight. It seems like you're losing weight." After feeding Fang Shimian, the aunt started to worry. Her brows were tightly furrowed. She thought about it over and over again. She felt that he looked a little old.
Fang Shimian has been able to try to get out of bed these days, but his aunt usually disagrees. He doesn't need an IV today. After listening to his aunt, he put his hand on the quilt and touched it, stopping at his stomach. He discussed with his aunt very seriously: "Maybe the wound wants to absorb my nutrition, so it makes me eat a lot, but I can't eat much."
"Oh, it's a good thing to be able to eat. Why should you be embarrassed?" Auntie smiled and her sadness disappeared.
Fang Shimian was really embarrassed now. He pretended to be busy and went to exercise his legs. His legs were weak after lying down for these days. He had just bent his legs and had no time to talk to his aunt when he heard the sound of the ward door being pushed open.
When the aunt saw the person coming, she called out "Mr. Huo" and went out.
Fang Shimian's vision was partially blocked by his bent legs. He wanted to put them down but didn't know where to pull them. He groaned in pain and could only stick his head out to look.
After Huo Zhongshan and Ming Ke finished explaining the situation, they turned around and saw some guys cautiously poking half of their heads out from the high-arched quilt, revealing a pair of beautiful, watery big eyes, clean and clear, like a thin layer of clear spring water, which could not conceal the thoughts in their hearts at all.
Fang Shimian didn't expect Huo Zhongshan to come. He was a little skeptical of what Huo Jun said that day, but he couldn't help but feel a little happy, "Brother Huo."
"Yeah," Huo Zhongshan responded, walked over and lifted a corner of the bulging quilt, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the embarrassed boy, and asked, "Can't put it back?"
Fang Shimian saw him smile and inexplicably smiled too.
The smile on Huo Zhongshan's face became more obvious, and his stern face also showed some tenderness, "I'm asking you a question, why are you grinning like an idiot?"
"It can be put back." Fang Shimian was a little embarrassed.
"Hmm?" Huo Zhongshan didn't say anything, just looked at him with a slight smile.
Fang Shimian felt guilty after being looked at, so he confessed honestly, "It hurts a bit to put it back."
Huo Zhongshan was very pleased, thinking that Fang Shimian's condition was much better than before, so he asked, "Then what should I say?"
Fang Shimian tilted his head and thought for a while, his hands groping on the sheets, and whispered: "Brother Huo, help me."
"Good boy."
Huo Zhongshan lifted the quilt, revealing only a pair of bent legs. His loose hospital gown and pants were rubbed up to his thighs by the quilt, and his slender, white legs were so dazzling that people could not take their eyes off them.
The slender and broad hands pinched the beautiful ankle neither lightly nor heavily. The thin calluses on the fingers slid across the smooth skin intentionally or unintentionally, causing the calf muscles to tense.
"Relax." The man's voice was deep and rich.
Fang Shimian quickly relaxed his body without realizing how nervous he was, and told Huo Zhongshan seriously, "I'm already relaxed."
Both legs were gently put down and the quilt was covered again. Fang Shimian looked at Huo Zhongshan and asked directly, "Were you angry with Brother Huo that day?"
If he didn't ask again, he was worried that Huo Zhongshan would suddenly leave without saying a word and disappear for a long time, leaving him worried about the matter.
"I am angry." Huo Zhongshan sat down, looked at Fang Shimian, and said calmly: "I am angry that you don't cherish yourself and are very disobedient."
Fang Shimian thought as expected. He sat on the bed with his head down and his tail down, as if he had no energy at all. He looked pitiful and observed Huo Zhongshan's expression with his bright eyes. He said slowly and humbly, "I will be obedient. Don't be angry."
Anyone who saw this scene would soften their hearts. Huo Zhongshan sighed very lightly, "You don't need to be obedient, but can you not hurt yourself in the future?"
In fact, Huo Zhongshan was not angry with Fang Shimian these days. He just began to re-evaluate what attitude he should have towards Fang Shimian. He needed to calm down and think about what he could bring to Fang Shimian and what he would make him lose, whether some things should be done and whether it was necessary to do them.
He needs to think clearly to avoid hurting the fragile Fang Shimian.
Fang Shimian himself was also afraid of pain. He knew what Huo Zhongshan wanted to hear, so he said, "I will not commit suicide again."
The most important reason why he would go up the mountain and wait for death that day was that he felt that he had already endured such severe pain and was closest to death, so he might as well just die. Otherwise, he would spend money to get treated this time, but would have to suffer the pain again the next time he was about to die, which was not cost-effective.
But no matter how much he planned, he never expected that he would be rescued by someone, and it was Huo Zhongshan and others.
It’s better to go to the hospital early to avoid suffering such pain.
"Do you have any objection to living directly in Yunjin after being discharged from the hospital?" Huo Zhongshan asked calmly.
When Huo Zhongshan said this, he was purely seeking Fang Shimian's opinion, and he did not mean to force him in any way. However, when he said this without any expression, it contained a great sense of oppression.
Fang Shimian naturally shook his head and said he had no objection.
Someone rubbed his head hard, and the faint smell of tobacco on the man's suit jacket lingered at his nose. After a moment, the big hand left. Fang Shimian didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to still smell a faint fragrance from the disinfectant in the ward.
Huo Zhongshan called Fang Shimian's attending physician to the small living room outside to understand the situation. The two sides talked for about ten minutes. The doctor also had a brief online communication with Yunjin's meal nutritionist. After almost everything was explained, the doctor left the ward with two assistants.
After that, Huo Zhongshan continued to hold an online meeting in the living room. Ming Ke tiptoed in and out several times, handing over documents.
The door to the living room was not closed tightly.
Fang Shimian heard Huo Zhongshan's calm and reprimanding voice. It was just a few simple words, but it made people tremble with fear. Even if he didn't get angry, it was still intimidating.
Fang Shimian silently retracted his exposed feet, covered himself with the quilt and closed his eyes, thinking that Huo Zhongshan should not be angry with him, otherwise he would not be so well off now.
The only thing left in the air was the monotonous smell of disinfectant. Oh no, there was also the fragrant hospital gown that had been washed by the aunt herself. It had a fresh soap scent that turned into a soft fragrance in the warm bed.
I didn't expect that I fell asleep without realizing it.
When he opened his eyes again, he heard his aunt stirring the tender pork ribs in the lunch box. The rich aroma of meat filled the ward. Fang Shimian rubbed his eyes and asked his aunt sleepily, "Has Brother Huo left?"
"He left, just left." Auntie opened another lunch box, "Boss Huo came to see you after the meeting. He looked at you for a long time without saying anything. Maybe he saw you sleeping too soundly, so he left first. He also asked me to supervise you to eat well. I said, Mianmian is very well behaved, there is no need to supervise, he is very obedient when it comes to mealtime, and eating is the least worrying..."
Fang Shimian felt a little embarrassed after hearing what happened, and muttered quietly, "Auntie, sometimes you don't need to go into so much detail."
The aunt brought the table and picked up a piece of boneless ribs, "Quick, it's very fresh."
Fang Shimian opened his mouth and ate it. Just as he was about to speak, another bite came. After a while, he threw everything in his mind away and was completely immersed in the temptation of the food.
"Auntie, the ribs will definitely taste better if they are dipped in some chili sauce."
"No, you can't eat spicy food yet, nor can you eat anything with lots of oil or salt."
“The garlic pork ribs are not spicy.”
“That one is fried.”
"Oh, the beef in sour soup is not fried."
"That won't work either. You can only eat it when you are fully recovered."
"All right……"
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