He hugged and warmed his hands, looked up at the other party, saw many doubts in his eyes, but didn't ask any more, he couldn't help but smiled, his voice was a little hoarse when he opened his mouth, and he cleared his throat before asking, "Are you very good? Curious who he is?"

"Well." Zhuo Shu sat down beside him, paused, and said, "Actually, I'm not that curious."

Ying Tongchen smiled silently, turned his head to look at the door of the operating room, and said softly, "He's just my English teacher, not even a class teacher, so it doesn't have anything special to do with him, so even if he is sick and needs surgery I can't help you with things like signing."

Zhuo Shu was slightly startled: "I'm sorry, I thought he was... After all, you always mention him, and the circle of friends often posts his daily life."

"Yeah." Ying Tongchen twitched the corners of his mouth, "You're not the first to admit your mistake, don't you want to ask me? Why am I with the teacher instead of my father?"

"This is not important." Zhuo Shu said.

Ying Tongchen moved his fingers slightly and looked at him sideways. There was a lot of waves in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and he returned to his calm appearance in a moment, put the hot drink in his hand, got up and said, "I'll go down. Toilet."

Zhuo Shu waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for anyone to come back, but the operation was already completed.

After the doctor told him the precautions, he applied to be transferred to the VIP ward, and then sent a message to Ying Tongchen.

Not long after, Ying Tongchen appeared at the door with dinner: "Let's eat first."

"Did you go shopping just now?" Zhuo Shu asked.

"Otherwise?" Ying Tongchen sat down at the dining table as usual.

Zhuo Shu looked at his eyes carefully and found nothing unusual, so he sat down to eat with confidence: "I went to hire a few nurses, you don't need to bother."

"thanks."

"You're welcome, let's..." Zhuo Shu glanced at the old man's direction, saw that he was still sleeping, quietly poked Ying Tongchen's arm, and couldn't help but squeezed his cheek gently, He said warmly, "Our relationship... isn't it~"

"Hello, I'm the nurse you hired, and the patient is the one on the bed." An uncle of the nurse stood at the door with a smile and smiled.

Zhuo Shu was startled, and before he could withdraw his hand, he could only squeeze his cheek and said viciously, "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

"..." Ying Tongchen kicked him.

"Ouch, don't fight, stop fighting, don't fight."

The uncle nurse began to persuade him to fight. He glanced at the expensive ward, and then looked at the two fighting in front of the hospital bed, and suddenly made up a big bloody drama of "two brothers fighting each other for inheritance".

A wealthy family is a sin.

As soon as the nurse finished shouting, he saw that the two of them were having a meal with respect to each other again. He felt that he had played a great role and his enthusiasm for work was much higher. He went to the bed in high spirits and was ready to start. Work.

Ying Tongchen seemed to remember something, and suddenly put down his chopsticks, got up and pulled the nurse out: "I'm sorry, I'm going to change to another nurse."

Caregiver: "Why, why?"

Zhuo Shu was also at a loss: "Well, why should you change it?"

Ying Tongchen didn't answer, walked to the nurse station, and came over to a strong aunt: "Auntie, come with me."

The aunt was pleasantly surprised, and pulled the uncle to ask quietly: "Why did the employer suddenly change?"

The uncle frowned and said, "Hey, it's definitely because I broke the secret of their wealthy family."

"What secret?" Auntie immediately pricked up her ears, "Tell me about it quickly."

"That family, the old man was hospitalized for surgery, and the two dutiful sons had a fight in front of the bed. Big sister, if you see them fighting again, don't stop it, or you will be replaced carefully!"

The aunt tremblingly followed Ying Tongchen, walked to the door of the ward and saw that another dutiful son looked like a talented person. It was really hard to imagine how they would fight for inheritance.

Zhuo Shu glanced at Aunt, pulled Ying Tongchen to the corner, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you want to change people suddenly? Uncle is more convenient than Aunt, right?"

"Don't worry about this." Ying Tongchen said.

Zhuo Shu grabbed his arm tightly and squeezed one leg between his legs: "You say it again."

Ying Tongchen raised his eyes, but did not repeat it.

When the aunt saw this scene, she didn't expect to see the scene of unfilial sons fighting so quickly. Afraid of harm to Chiyu, she quickly turned her face away and looked away, so she didn't see a filial son suddenly bowing his head and stealing a kiss.

Ying Tongchen pushed him away, annoyed and ashamed, and glared at him: "Go out."

When the aunt was in a hurry, she forgot her uncle's blessing, and couldn't help but persuade him to make peace: "Don't, what do you have to say to your face? The old man is still ill. If you get up and see you like this, won't you be sad?"

Hearing this, Ying Tongchen's ears turned even redder, he looked back and saw that the old man was still sleeping, then he was relieved, met Zhuo Shuying's smiling eyes, and pretended to put his arm on him, secretly but ruthless He pinched him fiercely: "Be careful with me, do you hear me?"

"I heard it." Zhuo Shu begged for mercy again and again, and his facial features began to deform.

The aunt sighed fiercely in her heart, this wealthy family has a lot of things, and the two brothers are no longer at this level!

In the evening, Zhuo Shu said he wanted to stay, but was driven home by Ying Tongchen.

Early the next morning, he ran to the hospital again, but saw no one in the ward, only the old man was still sleeping.

He lightly placed the fruit basket on the table, walked to the bed, looked at the old man's kind face, and his expression was slightly moved.

Although don't know what kind of past this old gentleman has with Tongchen, there must be a reason for the two of them to be in love with their father and son.

At this moment, the old man opened his eyes and looked straight at him: "You are here."

Zhuo Shu nodded quickly: "Hello, teacher."

The old man laughed: "It seems he told you."

Zhuo Shu nodded, shook the bed, helped him sit up, and poured a cup of hot water next to him: "Are you hungry?"