Chapter 48: Suffering a loss
Shi Han took a car back to the hospital to have lunch with Old Man Shi. When she walked to the door, she saw him looking at documents through the glass on the ward door.
Although the old man was busy with his work, he knew that his body could not support it.
As soon as he raised his head and stretched his neck, he saw Shi Han, who was staring at him outside the door.
The two men looked at each other, and Mr. Shi's heart skipped a beat.
It has to be said that the part of Shi Han's face that is most like Shi Bei's is his eyes. When he squints his eyes and looks at people, the intimidation should not be underestimated.
Shi Han pushed the door open and complained angrily, "You stayed up late to read materials last night, and you were still reading materials at noon today. I think you should not stay in the hospital and go back to work!"
“No, no, I just took two glances…” The old man had a silly smile on his face.
"Really?" Shi Han reached out and picked up the information in front of the old man, glanced at it and put it down. She asked, "The Shi family wants to cooperate with Mrs. Miffel."
Shi Bei said worriedly: "Yes, but the competition is too fierce. There are so many companies. It is too difficult for the Shi family to stand out."
"It's not difficult." Shi Han put the plan given by the planning department far away, "Don't worry about this matter anymore, I have a way to make Mrs. Miffel cooperate with us."
"......???" Shi Bei seemed to have heard a fairy tale, but in order to protect his granddaughter's self-esteem, he whispered: "The probability of cooperating with Mrs. Miffel is very low. Our Shi family is just participating. It is normal that we can't cooperate."
Shi Han snorted, "You don't believe me?"
“…Believe it. Believe it.”
I didn't believe it at first sight. Shi Han didn't have the heart to expose the old man, so he said, "It's time to eat."
"good."
As soon as they talked about this topic, Butler Song walked into the ward. He and Old Man Shi looked at each other with strange expressions.
After lunch, Shi Han went to the eighth floor again as if possessed by a ghost. She looked left and right but did not find Lu Yan.
Not long after, she was looking for a place to sit down, and turned her head to see a man with his arms resting on his hands.
Lu Yan…?
Shi Han walked over quickly until she stood in front of him, and he didn't notice her movements at all.
She bent down and saw that he was pale, with chapped lips, and looked lonely and helpless.
"Lu Yan." Shi Han called him softly, his eyes accidentally glancing at the bandage on his hand.
It was loose and the blood on it had turned dark red.
He seemed to have never changed his bandages.
Shi Han became anxious and said again, "Lu Yan."
"Yeah." Lu Yan raised his head slightly, his eyes were unfocused, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Shi Han."
"It's me." Shi Han answered, and put his hand on Lu Yan's forehead without hesitation, "You have a fever."
"No." Lu Yan pursed his lips, "I just feel a little cold."
"Nurse, nurse..."
Shi Han asked the nurse on duty on the eighth floor, found a wheelchair and pushed Lu Yan down.
Lu Yan really had a fever, and Shi Han arranged for him to be hospitalized.
Doctor: "The bandage has not been changed. It may be caused by infection and fever due to too long. It has been disinfected. You are his girlfriend, right? Remember to change the bandage on time."
Shi Han: “…I understand.”
Shi Han sat beside the bed, staring at Lu Yan blankly. Seeing that his lips were very dry, he took a towel and dipped it in water on his lips.
Just as he was about to retract his right hand, Lu Yan held it tightly.
Lu Yan's knuckles are long and slender, and his fingers are clean and distinct, each one of them looks like a work of art in a hand exhibition.
Shi Han's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and her first reaction was to struggle free, but Lu Yan held her too tightly, as if they were glued together and could not be separated.
"Grandma." Lu Yan murmured, his breath was hot.
Shi Han seemed to be scalded by the heat. She felt her mind was in a mess and she struggled to get out of it with more energy.
Lu Yan frowned. He just grasped his hand. He didn't expect that Shi Han would reject him so much.
But he is a patient, and patients do everything unconsciously...
He murmured uneasily, "Uncomfortable..."
"Where does it hurt?" Shi Han didn't have time to struggle anymore. He put his hand on Lu Yan's brow and touched it again. It was still hot.
She pulled Lu Yan's quilt up.
Isn't it just a handshake? On the contrary, she is not the one who suffers.
(End of this chapter)
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