Can't help feeling for you: can't live without you

Chapter 12 Subconscious (2)
He was actually joking about asking her to stew supplements and send them to the hospital. He didn’t expect that she could really cook. He put down his pen, glanced at her with interest, nodded, and answered her, “Of course, how much?” No problem at all."

"Then I'll do it now."

Dong Zhiwei was like this. When she arrived at the company, she picked up her bags and went home, and went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of things. Her parents were at home, and they were both surprised to see her come home with big bags and small bags. Her mother went into the kitchen to ask her daughter.

"What's the matter? You're off work? Come back so early to cook something."

"It's okay, Mom. An important person is hospitalized. The boss doesn't have time. Let me visit her for him."

"What important person wants you to make soup?"

Dong Zhiwei was not used to lying to his mother, so after thinking about it, he told the truth, "Actually, my boss's mother is hospitalized, and he doesn't have time to take care of her, so he wants me to help."

Dong's mother said "ah", "Is there no one else in your boss's house?"

Zhiwei shook his head, "The mother raised him alone, his previous wife died, and he has no brothers or sisters."

Dong's mother said "Ouch" after hearing this, "Well, then you should help. His mother is lying in the hospital with no one to take care of him, so he is so worried."

Zhiwei's mother has always been soft-hearted, and she doesn't want to hear about these orphans and widows. She immediately forgot that Yuan Jingrui is a wealthy boss, and directly treats him as a poor child whose mother is sick. Dong Zhiwei can't laugh or cry.

Fortunately, Father Dong is still a sensible person, so he came over to talk.

"It's not that simple, is it? Who is your boss? If you want to find someone to take care of your mother, you have to find a professional. Why are you looking for it?"

Zhiwei turned around and said to her father, "Probably because he is worried. It's fine. It's only a week, not all day. It's enough to run once a day. I have to go to work." After thinking about it, he added, "There are also special allowances, which are very cost-effective."

"That was hard work, too," Dad continued, scratching his thinning gray hair.

Zhiwei laughed, "Why not, it's just a stew." He pointed to the ingredients in the water bucket, "I'm making eucommia stewed chicken. The boss said that all the ingredients will be reimbursed, so I bought a little more. You guys Drink some at home. Mom, this chicken is so tender today, do you want to taste the saltiness?"

When Dong Zhiwei was approaching the hospital, the sky began to drizzle.The drizzle in winter is bothersome. It is everywhere like cow hair, and it is bitingly cold, and it is useless to open an umbrella.

Fortunately, the hospital was right in front of me, so Zhiwei took a few steps with her thermos in her arms. There were many people waiting for the elevator, and she was squeezed into a corner. The walls of the elevator were cold, which made her shiver.

Yuan Jingrui's mother had already changed the ward, and the floor was higher. After hearing her report the ward number, the nurse politely led her all the way to the front of the ward, and asked her a thoughtful question.

"Is it raining heavily outside? You're all wet."

Dong Zhiwei shook his head, "Fortunately, it's not too big." Then he reached the door.

There were actually two men in black clothes standing at the door. When they saw her, they nodded and greeted her.

"Hello, Miss Dong."

Dong Zhiwei was taken aback, and the one on the left said to her, "We are invited by Mr. Yuan to take care of the old lady. Mr. Yuan has already informed you that you are coming. Ms. Dong can tell us if you need anything." .”

Only then did Dong Zhiwei realize that Yuan Jingrui's reaction to his mother's accident was really quick, and he had found security personnel to protect his mother 24 hours a day, but he didn't know how the old lady's reaction would be with such a big gesture.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the ward opened from the inside, and Yuan Jingrui's mother came face to face with them in a blue and white striped hospital gown. Seeing Dong Zhiwei freeze for a moment, he immediately laughed, his wrinkled face seemed to be open. A chrysanthemum came out.

"Zhiwei is here! I'm feeling bored all by myself, come in, come in." Then he came over and pulled her, stretched his hand halfway, and saw the two men standing on the left and right, and made a bitter face, " Oh, you two are still there, didn't I tell you to go back?"

The two of them smiled, did not speak, and thoughtfully motioned Dong Zhiwei to come in, and closed the door gently for them.

Yuan's mother sighed and complained, "Look, what is this? I have nothing to do. I have to check this and that for me. After a long time, I even got two people to stand outside. What do you mean? What a pain, I still want to go home to buy vegetables and cook."

As I was talking, the little nurse just came in with a blood pressure monitor. Hearing Yuan's mother's last words, she burst into laughter, "Old lady, Mr. Yuan has ordered the best recuperation package for you. Your whole body Checking and nutrition adjustment, at least a week, a group of people in the small kitchen are making nutritious meals for you according to the list, where do you want to go to buy vegetables and cook?"

Whole body examination plus nutritional conditioning... Dong Zhiwei subconsciously glanced at the thermos in his hand.

Mother Yuan also saw it, and she had an expression of anticipation and disbelief on her face, "This is..."

The little nurse was very nimble. She had already measured her blood pressure in a short while. She made a note in the bedside notebook and went out. Supplements."

Dong Zhiwei panicked, "I'm not..." Before he finished speaking, the little nurse who came and went like the wind had already left.

Mother Yuan's expectant eyes were still in front of her eyes. She had no choice but to answer, "Auntie, this is the Eucommia stewed chicken soup I brought. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Yuan's mother only raised one son in her life. Of course, the son is filial, but cooking is really killing him. When I was a child, I cooked a bowl of rice for her, and it was half burnt. She always cooked it for herself and me. My son eats, when has he enjoyed such treatment, he was so moved that he almost wiped his tears, he grabbed Dong Zhiwei's hand with both hands, and kept talking.

"Yeah, it's definitely to my liking, Zhiwei, you're so kind to Auntie."

Dong Zhiwei was a bit overwhelmed by such enthusiasm, and felt that the old lady could not let the misunderstanding continue like this. It was one thing for her to promise Yuan Jingrui to take care of his mother, but it was absolutely another thing to let this terrible misunderstanding continue. She hadn't promised to give his mother such an unrealistic misunderstanding, nor could she.

"Auntie, please don't get me wrong. I'm just Mr. Yuan's secretary. Mr. Yuan misses you and is too busy, so he asked me to bring some stew over."

She spent a long time talking about these words on the road. After thinking about it, she felt that such a sentence could explain the matter clearly. She didn't expect the old lady to show no surprise after hearing this, and nodded, "Yes, I know You are Secretary Dong, as Jing Rui said last night."

This time it was Dong Zhiwei's turn to be surprised, "Mr. Yuan already said that?"

"I've said it, I know it all, don't worry, I know you are his secretary, there is no misunderstanding or misunderstanding." Yuan's mother looked at Dong Zhiwei's speech with a smile, her eyes were kind and warm, and she almost missed Zhiwei. melted.

Because of Yuan's mother's enthusiasm, Dong Zhiwei chatted with her for a long time in the hospital. Of course, most of the time it was the old lady who spoke and she listened. The topics all revolved around Yuan Jingrui, talking about his childhood.Yuan's mother spoke Shanghai dialect very quickly, and she could be heard as impatient. When it came to interesting things, Dong Zhiwei couldn't help but smile even though she had something on her mind.

Hearing that that powerful and terrifying man had also been a little kid, doing silly things that kids would do, made her feel conflicted and strange.

"This child was the skinniest when he was a child. He spent all day climbing up and down in the alley like crazy. Once he took a group of children to steal loofahs planted in someone's courtyard. I didn't know that there were people in his house. Zhongjue woke up with a roar, and a group of monkeys rolled and crawled to escape, he was the only one who ran the fastest, then you know what happened?"

Yuan's mother spoke vividly, and Dong Zhiwei couldn't help answering, "What's wrong?"

"He is small, and he is wearing a big vest. When he climbed over the wall, he was hung on the piece of glass that was built on the top of the wall. He was hanging and screaming, so that he was caught and grabbed in front of me, so that I could have a good meal beat."

This is too comical, Dong Zhiwei couldn't hold it back for a while, and laughed out loud, and a voice came from the door, "What are you talking about? You are so happy."

Dong Zhiwei turned his head abruptly, and could almost hear the scream from his own neck.

"Son, you're here. Zhiwei chatted with me for quite a while, oh, by the way, she also brought Eucommia stewed chicken over, come and smell it, it's delicious."

When Yuan Jingrui came over, he smiled and glanced at the slightly stiff Dong Zhiwei. He usually smiles a lot, and when his black eyes curl up, it makes people think that he is approachable, but Dong Zhiwei knows best that the so-called approachability is just an appearance. , Yuan Jingrui is a terrible man. He is the kind of person who was smiling and shaking hands with someone one second, but may cause that person a heavy loss the next second. She has seen it several times, and she will never forget it.

"You haven't even drank it so fragrant?" Yuan Jingrui said to his mother, then smiled and said to Dong Zhiwei, "Thank you."

Dong Zhiwei almost stood up reflexively to answer him, but he pushed her body down when she moved. Her coat was draped over the back of the chair, and his hand only rested on her shoulder for a moment before falling down. Just land on that dress.

He looked down and said, "Did you get wet in the rain? Why are you all wet?"

"Oh! Why didn't I pay attention? I didn't say anything even in the rain. It's so cold today, so be careful of catching a cold." Yuan's mother hurried to speak, and then said to her son, "Then you should send Zhiwei home early, I'm here again Nothing."

Dong Zhiwei was caught between the mother and child, with nowhere to put his hands and feet. He wanted to stand up and exit the encirclement, but was blocked by the chair, not to mention Yuan Jingrui's hand was still on the back of the chair, touching the back of her head, through his cuff The fabric and her own hair, she could almost feel the warmth from his skin.

"Mom, I just came, so you drive me away." Yuan Jingrui replied, retracted his hand, pulled a chair and sat down, sitting next to Dong Zhiwei.

Mother Yuan rolled her eyes at her son, "How long can you sit, it's rare to see you stay at home for more than two hours in a thousand years, and you'll leave as soon as you come."

Yuan Jingrui lowered his head and laughed, "It's my fault, that's fine."

Yuan Jingrui is a man in his thirties, yet he still looks like a child when he lowers his head and laughs like this. Dong Zhiwei has never seen Yuan Jingrui showing such an expression, which made her think of the little boy who was hanging on the wall and did not escape.

She glanced at it, and suddenly wanted to laugh again, fearing that she would not be able to control her emotions, and would not be able to sit down anymore, so she quickly stood up.

"Auntie, since Mr. Yuan is here, I'm leaving first. There are still many things in the office that have not been dealt with."

"Ah? You still have so many things to do?" Mother Yuan looked over to her son as she spoke. Yuan Jingrui raised his head and glanced at Dong Zhiwei who had stood up, and raised his eyebrows.

"is it?"

Dong Zhiwei bowed, "Yes." After speaking, he picked up his clothes, said goodbye to Yuan's mother again, turned and walked out without waiting for her to hold her back.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, his phone rang. Dong Zhiwei lost the thermos in his hand, and moved much faster. He took out the phone from his bag and saw that it was a text message from Yuan Jingrui.

"Yonghe is waiting for me at the door, and I will return to the company for a meeting in half an hour."

Holding the phone, she was angry, and wanted to reply to him that she would go back to the company herself, but thought that he was still in the ward, sending messages in front of her mother, so she held back.

Forget it, don't argue with the boss.

Sure enough, there was a 24-hour Yonghe Soymilk shop at the entrance of the hospital, where she bought the preserved egg and lean meat porridge the night before, but Dong Zhiwei never expected that Yuan Jingrui would notice this small shop.

While it was still raining, Dong Zhiwei crossed the road and walked into the small Yongheli. There were actually quite a few people, and there was a line in front of the cashier that wasn't long or short.

The heating was turned on in the store, and she had just come in from the icy winter rain. It was hot and cold, and when it was her turn to order, she just opened her mouth and sneezed uncontrollably. I want to apologize to the cashier lady standing in front of me.

"Excuse me."

When she sat down again, she held the hot cup of soybean milk and refused to let go.A shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and someone sat down opposite her and asked her.

"Is it cold?"

As soon as Dong Zhiwei looked up, he saw his boss.

Yuan Jingrui was used to driving, so he never had the habit of opening an umbrella. Occasionally, when it rained heavily, Lao Chen took out an umbrella from the back of the car to open it for him, but he still laughed at him, "Playing the godfather? Walking, what is a little rain?" So at this time, just like her, both shoulders are completely wet, and the black eyebrows and eyelashes also seem to be stained with water, which makes the color of the eyes darker than usual.

She subconsciously looked down at her watch.

"Don't look, it hasn't arrived in half an hour, I came out early." He said, and smiled again, "My mother kicked me out, afraid that you would get caught in the rain, and asked me to come down and be a driver."

Dong Zhiwei was surprised, "Auntie..." She lowered her eyes after saying three words, and put down the soy milk cup in her hand, "Then I will go back to the company with you now."

He stopped her, "No need, I said I went back to the company for a meeting for half an hour, you have time to drink it up, drink it slowly."

(End of this chapter)