Heart disease
When Xia Zhitang arrived at the hospital, Lin Jingming was still being upset and refusing to drink his porridge, and the nurses were anxiously surrounding him and trying to persuade him.
"Thank you for your hard work. Give it to me." Xia Zhitang took the bowl of porridge from the nurse.
"Miss Xia, you're here. Mr. Lin has been refusing to eat, which is not conducive to his recovery. As the saying goes, man is iron and food is steel."
Xia Zhitang's appearance undoubtedly saved the caregiver, and he couldn't help but complain about Lin Jingming.
Xia Zhitang listened and pieced together the scattered and repetitive sentences to mean that Lin Jingming refused to cooperate with taking medicine or eating.
She nodded and said to the nurse, "I understand. Go and have a rest. Bring us lunch at noon."
After sending the nurse away, she looked at Lin Jingming and asked, "Would you like some porridge?"
"Are you willing to come?" Lin Jingming didn't want to look at her. "Won't your little Gu bother you if you come here all day?"
"I've arranged shifts with Lao Cheng. From Tuesday to Thursday, if I don't have meetings, I'll come over during the day. From Friday to Sunday, he'll take time to come and see you, and the rest of the time will be with the caregiver."
"Scheduling? Who do you think I am?" Lin Jingming finally turned around and looked at Xia Zhitang angrily.
"What do you think?" Xia Zhitang complained to him with a fake smile: "Childish."
"Isn't it just that I was sick and confused and didn't answer your calls?" Lin Jingming tried to save face.
"Who was it that the nurse complained about last night for not taking his medicine, and who is it that doesn't want to drink porridge today?" Xia Zhitang retorted.
"I'm so confused I can't swallow my medicine, and the porridge is too hot to drink."
Xia Zhitang scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew it gently near his lips, and handed it to Lin Jingming's mouth.
"Blow it, it's not hot!"
"Perfunctory! Are you just pretending to blow it?"
"It's already cold, so why not eat it? If you're hungry, I'll order takeout for you!"
Xia Zhitang was about to withdraw her hand, but Lin Jingming cowardly grabbed her wrist and ate up all the porridge in the spoon.
He comforted himself, saying that he was too hungry. He was really too hungry because he hadn't eaten since waking up.
Seeing that he finally ate his food properly, Xia Zhitang wanted to give him the porridge and let him eat it himself, but when he saw his dark face, he softened his heart.
Forget it, the talent is just right, just feed him.
"Next time, have a bowl of noodles. I hate porridge." Lin Jingming couldn't help but protest after finishing a whole bowl of porridge.
"The doctor said you can only drink porridge now." Xia Zhitang sneered, "You don't even want to take medicine, and you want to get better quickly and eat delicious food? What are you dreaming about!"
"Xia Zhitang, is this how you treat patients?" Lin Jingming felt a little embarrassed. "Do you have any humanistic care?"
Xia Zhitang was almost laughing out of anger: "Humanitarian care?"
She suddenly jumped up, grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at Lin Jingming's legs. "You've disappeared so badly that we had to call the police, and you still want to show some concern? Who will care about me and Cheng Shubai? How easy is it for the two of us to run to get you in the middle of the night?"
"Family members, please keep quiet. This is the ward and the patient needs to rest." The nurse stood at the door and knocked.
Xia Zhitang threw down his pillow and rushed to the stairs to get some fresh air.
She finally calmed down and when she returned to the ward, Lin Jingming was lying on the bed like a quail.
"Take the medicine." Xia Zhitang handed the medicine to Lin Jingming's mouth.
Lin Jingming closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, refusing to pay attention to her.
Xia Zhitang said to himself, I can’t be angry, I can’t be angry.
"If you don't want to eat, just lie down." She turned and went to talk to the doctor.
On Friday, the first day of handing over to Cheng Shubai, Xia Zhitang had a hunch that he would receive a call from Cheng Shubai in the evening.
However, just at noon, Cheng Shubai's voice request popped up on the phone screen.
"How about we find him a psychiatrist?" Cheng Shubai on the other end of the phone was a little excited. "How can you tolerate him? He deserves a beating!"
"If he doesn't want to take the medicine, then don't take it. I've asked the doctor, and he'll just recover slowly, but he won't die." Xia Zhitang said as he opened the lunch box, "If he refuses to eat properly, then you can eat next to him and eat by yourself. It'll make him sick with the delicious food."
Cheng Shubai burst out laughing: "It's true that there is always something that can defeat something else."
"He's just waiting for me to agree to go with him on the shoot." Xia Zhitang sighed, "I'm afraid because he's too persistent. If I want to go, it's my business. I can't accept being forced to go."
"I think you should have a good talk with him," Cheng Shubai suggested seriously. "Continuing to confront him like this won't benefit either side."
"Let me think about it." Xia Zhitan began to think seriously about it. "I really don't know where to begin. Actually, it would be best if we can be physically isolated."
"But we don't dare to gamble right now." Cheng Shubai expressed Xia Zhitan's concerns. "If artists go crazy, who knows what they can come up with?"
"He is inherently more sensitive than other people, and all his pain and happiness are magnified several times more than those of ordinary people."
Xia Zhitang recalled the scene when Lin Jingming was teaching her how to record and guiding her into love, and she couldn't help feeling shy, admired and scared.
She subconsciously touched her lips: "This is a gift, but also a burden."
Cheng Shubai once again lamented that this was an ill-fated relationship, but if he had to do it again, he would still choose to send Xia Zhitang to Lin Jingming and let Xia Zhitang contact Gu Zian. Only in this way could they completely defeat the Su family, so Cheng Shubai also believed that all this was God's will.
Zhou Yi originally planned to let Lin Jingming stay in the hospital alone, but because Lin Jingming insisted on being discharged, Xia Zhitang finally came over.
"Are you really going back?"
Xia Zhitang didn't understand what Lin Jingming was thinking. He was like a stubborn and naughty child now.
"I hate hospitals."
He hated the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, the endless rounds, and the fact that everyone in the hospital thought he wasn't cooperating with his treatment...
"You can go back, but you have to have nebulization twice a day and take three doses of medicine. You'd better go to the hospital for a follow-up check on Tuesday and Thursday."
Xia Zhitang did not force him. After confirming with the doctor, he decided to discharge Lin Jingming from the hospital.
"Xia Zhitang, you are annoying." Lin Jingming said coldly with his back to Xia Zhitang.
"I feel annoying too." Xia Zhitang said as he helped Lin Jingming pack his luggage, "But you need it."
"Are you feeling sorry for me?" Lin Jingming finally turned around and looked at her.
"I respect you. You are the director I admire." Xia Zhitang looked at Lin Jingming with bright and sincere eyes.
Lin Jingming looked away: "After comforting me, are you planning to escape again?"
Xia Zhitang couldn't answer him: "I'm speaking the truth."
"I don't need your admiration." Lin Jingming mocked her, "Xia Zhitang's admiration is useless."
"Why is it useless? Xia Zhitang's admiration for you made her appear in front of you and help you pack your luggage."
Xia Zhitang was not angry either. The doctor was right. Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine.
Lin Jingming's concern is her, and it is not easy to repay what she owes him.
"That's just a mirage, a false prosperity." Lin Jingming's eyes were filled with aggression.
Xia Zhitang suddenly smiled: "This is the Lin Jingming I am familiar with."
Lin Jingming froze, turned his face away and ignored her.
Xia Zhitang was driving Lin Jingming on the road in the heavy rain.
Sitting in the back seat, Lin Jingming stared blankly at the raindrops falling on the car window like flowers, and suddenly smiled and pressed the window.
The drizzle came in through the open car window, fell on Lin Jingming and wet his white T-shirt.
Xia Zhitang saw Lin Jingming smiling in the rain from the rearview mirror and kept telling himself not to be angry.
"Lin Jingming, what are you thinking about?" She tried her best to understand him. "Do you imagine yourself as a tree, sprouting and growing leaves in the rain?"
"Xia Zhitang, I'm laughing at myself for being stupid." Lin Jingming caught the raindrops with his hands and watched the crystal clear water droplets fall from his fingertips.
"Everyone told me that you are a dream that cannot be pursued." He looked at Xia Zhitang with a provocative look, "But I still firmly believe that one day you will come back willingly."
"Lin Jingming, have you ever been in love?"
Xia Zhitang parked the car downstairs of his house, turned around and looked at him, the sadness in his eyes burned Lin Jingming.
"I hope you live well. Compared to love, I am more afraid that you will become like my ex-husband and my parents, lying in the mud exposed to wind and rain, and can no longer feel your warmth and the beating of your heart." There were tears in her eyes, and her expression seemed to be neither smiling nor crying.
Lin Jingming's smile slowly faded, turning into a sharp coldness: "You want me to live well?"
He looked at the raindrops still falling outside the window and said: "I don't know what the meaning of my life is."
Xia Zhitang suddenly stretched out his hand to Lin Jingming: "From Tuesday to Thursday, from 8 am to 8 pm, I will accompany you."
"Do you think I'm an attendance machine?" Lin Jingming laughed angrily, "Work three days and rest four days, 8 am to 8 pm?"
"This is the most time I can give you, Lin Jingming. I also have a lot of work to do." Xia Zhitang raised his hand firmly in front of Lin Jingming, "I don't know what to do with you, but you must at least give me the chance to accompany you."
"Stay with me for a while, give me hope, and then bang, shoot me?" Lin Jingming opened the door and got out of the car in the rain.
Xia Zhitang looked at Lin Jingming walking in the rain, sighed, locked the car and chased after him with an umbrella.
A trail of wet footprints was left on the smooth floor. Lin Jingming was waiting for Xia Zhitang at the elevator entrance with his hands in his pockets.
They entered the elevator one after another in silence.
Xia Zhitang watched Lin Jingming swipe the elevator card and suddenly said, "Give me a spare key from your house."
"How did you and Cheng Shubai get in that day?" Lin Jingming changed the subject. "The access control level here is quite high."
"Mr. Cheng's friend owns property here, and he called the police and a locksmith."
"You two are really powerful."
The elevator door opened with a "ding" sound, and Lin Jingming took out the key and opened the door.
Xia Zhitang was afraid of being locked outside the door, so he pulled the corner of his clothes and followed him in.
"Give me the spare key." Xia Zhitang tugged at Lin Jingming's wet clothes again.
"Are you so eager to break in?" Lin Jingming suddenly turned around and pushed Xia Zhitang behind the door, and the moisture from his clothes soaked her.
"Aren't you afraid of what I might do to you?" He lifted Xia Zhitang's chin and pressed his cold index finger lightly on her lips. "Or are you looking forward to it too?"
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