Chapter 12 Su Jinzhi Is Sick

In the CEO's office.

"Mr. Lu, these all need your signature." Ding Yuan put the blue folder on his desk and said gently, "Miss Su hasn't come to work yet, and no one answered the phone."

"Okay, I see," said Lu Fengjue.

After Ding Yuan left the office, Lu Fengjue looked away from the computer screen. He leaned against the chair, recalling all kinds of things about her over and over again in his mind.

If she was here, she would have made a cup of Blue Mountain coffee and sent it in. When she smiled, her eyes were shining like the stars.

He stood up and walked to the window. The heavy rain yesterday washed the whole city clean. Many leaves fell from the branches, and they were swirling and falling. Autumn was coming.

On the second day, she still didn't come to work.

Hearing that, Lu Fengjue frowned. His mind was full of her desperate look in the heavy rain. The raindrops were like hot oil burning his heart. Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, picked up the key and quickly walked out.

"Su Jinzhi?" He gently knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. "Hello, Su Jinzhi?"

All of a sudden, a very bad idea occurred to him. He kicked the door open and found Su Jinzhi lying on the sofa. She was still wearing the clothes when she left the office that day, and her face was abnormally red.

"Su Jinzhi." He touched her forehead and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

The car rushed to the hospital. With one hand holding the steering wheel and the other holding the hand of Su Jinzhi, Lu Fengjue looked deeply regretful.

"Acute pneumonia caused by a fever needs to be hospitalized for observation."

The white ward was full of the smell of disinfectant. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Lu Fengjue watched the infusion of the liquid medicine into her body step by step. Her fever had been brought down, but she was still asleep.

"I'm sorry." He said apologetically, "Let's have a talk when you wake up."

All of a sudden, it occurred to him that at the beginning, when she shouted his name, she rushed over and anxiously called his name, "Lu Fengjue, let's have a talk, okay?"

She was like a fearless little beast, rushing to him, but he hurt her in such a cruel way.

"If you suddenly realize that you have found the wrong person..." The expression on Lu Fengjue's face suddenly changed. He stood up, walked to the window and sat back, silent for a long time.

This idea suddenly came to his mind, and he was very unhappy.

"Mujin..." murmured Su Jinzhi.

Hearing that, Lu Fengjue was shocked. He stared at the woman on the bed with a pale face and asked, "What did you say just now?"

He said it word by word with great strength.

She was still sleeping soundly.

Looking at the person on the bed, Lu Fengjue smiled bitterly. He was really confused. How could he hear those two words? No, he would never hear that name again.

That afternoon, with the permission of the hospital, Lu Fengjue took the sleeping girl to go through the discharge formalities. Instead of sending her back to the rental house, he directly took her to his own residence.

"Water..." Whispered Su Jinzhi.

"Water is coming!" Lu Fengjue walked over quickly. He put the glass on the bedside table, helped her sit up, and took the glass to her mouth. "Open your mouth. It's not hot anymore."

After drinking some water, she fell asleep again. In her dream, she walked barefoot in the desert, surrounded by yellow sand.

Even in her dream, she still remembered that she was looking for Liu Mujin.

"Jinzhi, I'm here. Come here!" The tender young man waved at her, "Come on!"

She rushed over, but the young man's gentle face suddenly turned into a cold face. "You've got the wrong person."

"No, I won't!" She cried and murmured, "I've been looking for you so hard, Mujin, Mujin!"

She suddenly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly for a while before she came to her senses.

"You are awake." Lu Fengjue pushed the door open and came in. He was very happy to see her wake up. He asked with concern, "You haven't eaten anything for two days. Are you hungry now?"

Looking at him, Su Jinzhi shivered and asked, "Why am I here?"

Her voice was hoarse and she didn't have much strength.

Seeing that she was dodging, Lu Fengjue stood still and said, "You are sick, so I bring you here."

"Thank you." With her hands on the bed, she sat up and said, "I'm going back."

She hadn't eaten anything for two days after she just recovered from her serious illness. Suddenly, she stood up and felt darkness in front of her eyes. Her body shook and fell on the bed.

"What do you think?" He stepped forward and took her arm. "You need to have a good rest now. When you recover, we can have a good talk."

Taking back her hand, she took the quilt and stepped back, refusing to move.

A hint of disappointment flashed through Lu Fengjue's eyes, but he still said patiently, "You have a fever and pneumonia. You can't catch a cold now. Lie down first, okay?"

Glancing at him, Su Jinzhi lay down silently and clenched the sheet with her fingers.

"Are you hungry?" "I asked my aunt to make millet porridge for you. I'll bring it to you," said Lu Fengjue patiently.

Watching him leave, she exhaled softly. She was very complicated now. The storm that day flashed through her mind, and then the gentle smile of a young man. The two images were separated and overlapped and tortured her repeatedly.

"You haven't eaten anything for two days. You can only have some hot porridge first and eat something else when you get used to it." Holding the spoon in his slender fingers, Lu Fengjue stirred the yellow millet porridge gently.

The aroma of the food was tempting her stomach, and her stomach growled. And she turned her head away awkwardly.

"Sit up, let me feed you," Said Lu Fengjue with a smile.

"No, thanks." Su Jinzhi shook her head and refused. She sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, "I can do it myself."

"Put it on, in case you catch a cold again after you just recovered." He took the pillow that lay aside and handed it to her.

She put on her coat in silence. She was not used to the way she got along with Lu Fengjue. He seemed to be a little different from before. When she was still in a daze, Lu Fengjue had already picked up the porridge.

"I can do it myself..."

"I'm afraid you don't have the strength to hold the bowl." "Be a good girl," Said Lu Fengjue, handing her a bowl of porridge.

Lowering her eyes, she opened her mouth and ate. The warm food went into her stomach along the way. The warmth quickly spread in her heart, and she felt that she was back to life.

The two didn't say anything. One fed the other seriously, and the other ate obediently. They cooperated with each other tacitly.

"That's what you can eat today."