Jiang Fu, the password of Jin Zuo's apartment, is very familiar with it. These days, he is living in the VIP ward of the hospital. She dares not disturb him, so she just looks after the tires at home.

She turns her cell phone thousands of times a day, eager for him to send her a message or make a phone call.

However, none of them.

She thought that the cold hardbound apartment with a cold president would make the house look very cold, but once the cold president is not here, it's like an icehouse for nine days.

Zheng Moyan also evaporated in general, and never appeared again.

After several days, she couldn't stand it.

In the kitchen, she cooked a pot of meat bone porridge, fried two hot spring eggs and a piece of Qifeng cake. She packed it in a thermos box and planned to take it to the hospital to see him.

Specially, she put on the clothes Chanel Gao Dinggang had just sent, tied up the ball, put on a little powder, and planned to meet him with the best appearance.

Standing at the door of the VIP ward, she hesitated for half an hour, and after the sixth time she raised the knock sign, the door opened itself -

"what are you doing here?"

It's Jiang querong who opens the door.

She is also wearing Chanel and Ferragamo's stilettos. Her hair is scattered and her makeup is exquisite. She looks a little thin after her illness.

Jiang querong was surprised to see Jiang Wu. She was wearing a Chanel Black Dress, but the style was a garment she had never seen before, either A-style or Gao Ding.

But she thought how the poor man could afford Chanel!

Jiang Fu didn't understand the calculation in her abdomen, but said faintly:

"I'll see the president."

"Go out, brother Jin doesn't see outsiders. You've done him such a harm. Do you still have face? Don't let me say it again. Get out of here now

Jiang sparrow banyan dead blocking the door, looking at Jiang Fu's eyes with a trace of venom.

Although she didn't know what happened on the freighter, the uneasiness in her heart made her feel that Jiang Wu, a woman, had become her biggest threat.

"Let her in."

Jin Zuo's familiar voice was three points more weak than before, and one point more alienated.

Jiang querong bit her red lips and stamped her feet. She said reluctantly:

"brother Jin..."

"Aren't you going to buy Godiva? By the way, buy some for me. I want to eat it. "

“…… Well, I'll go and get back quickly

It's rare for Jin zuoken to follow her heart. Jiang querong is still very happy. She stares at Jiang Wu, twists her slender waist and leaves the ward in high heels.

There is a crack in the door of the ward, and the air conditioner inside blows cold.

Jiang Wu walked in slowly with no big or small steps. Under her feet was a new soft carpet.

This super VIP ward, usually few people are qualified to stay, like the hotel suite, it has more than 100 square meters, luxury decoration, complete configuration.

Wearing a white Pullover and light gray slacks, Jin Zuo leaned lazily on the sofa. Because he hurt his shoulder blade, he also hung his arm with bandage.

He looked at Jiang Fu, his eyes have too much thought-provoking light ups and downs, a moment later, vanish and dust.

Only a cold alienation.

After that time of life and death, the softest place in Jiang Fu's heart has been drowned like spring water. Even if she still keeps her heart wall, she can't cheat herself with her caring heart.

That's why she stood here, not out of hypocritical care or gratitude, but an urgent desire. She wanted to see him, that's all.

"Are you, are you ok?"

"Thanks to you, I can't die."

Jiang Wu's smile was a little stiff when she heard Yan. She took a deep breath, lifted the incubator in her hand and said with a smile:

"have you eaten yet? I specially made it for you. Oh, I also laid two eggs. Good things come in pairs. I wish you a speedy recovery ~ "

" as I said, I don't eat junk food. "

Jin Zuo is a little upset. Don't open his eyes. He's afraid to look at her. He's also afraid to say too much. He's afraid that he can't restrain his strong desire. He's afraid that he'll show up

I think she's going crazy. Does she know?

After lighting a cigarette, he took a hard breath. Unexpectedly, he choked on the cigarette and coughed incessantly. The pain of the wound made him frown:

"cough Well, what else can I do for you

Jiang Wu doesn't know what happened, his indifference hurt people, let all kinds of guesses rush into her heart.

Did he suspect that she was in trouble and let him fall into this life and death struggle? Or does he feel ill and disturb him rashly?

Jiang Wu shook her head. Her throat was filled with cotton wadding, which made her choke and unable to say a word.

In recent days, I have thought about what he would say to her when I see her again. There is never a possibility that he has nothing to say to he