The Ten Years that I Loved You the Most ✔️

Chapter 21

Ai Tzuyu lifted the lid of the insulated bucket, and a light fragrance floated out, accompanied by some shallow herbal fragrance.

    "My friend's food shop should taste good," the doctor took care of himself and packed up the dishes: "Try it soon, it will be cold later."

    He Zhishu laughed and joked, "How high is the doctor's salary now?" Is it related to the patient’s mood?"

    Ai Ziyu did not speak up, sorted out a stack of medical reports, took a stool and sat next to He Zhishu: "I haven't eaten either, let's eat together."

    He Zhishu opened his mouth and opened his mouth. Can't ask anything, inexplicably more at ease. He didn't think too deeply, but he became a little restless.

    Ai Tzuyu feels a little distressed. When he handed the chopsticks to He Zhishu, he still said a few more words as an explanation: "There is no one in my house, so I have some selfish intentions and want someone to eat with me. I didn't expect to embarrass you. "

    He Zhishu shook his head hurriedly: "No. Dr. Ai is very kind, and I am a little flattered." He laughed at the doctor, his black pupils shining brightly by the incandescent lamp.

    Ai Ziyu raised the corners of her lips slightly, and suddenly wanted to gently touch He Zhishu's long, slightly drooping eyelashes. Ai Tzuyu is actually a very arrogant person, because of his capital, in fact, if he is fancy, he will not think too much. But today is just to leave He Zhishu to have a comfortable meal, he rarely goes to work, thinking about excuses all afternoon.

    Maybe there are really some favorites. Ai Ziyu looked down, the spoon stirred half a bowl of soup.

    "Uncomfortable?" Ai Ziyu asked aloud, seeing He Zhishu only moved his chopsticks a few times and nothing was caught. Those chopsticks are probably polite.

    He Zhishu shook his head: "No, it's the same at home.

    I do n't have any appetite." "I'm looking for someone to match the bone marrow to you as early as possible." Ai Ziyu felt cold when he thought of He Zhishu's illness. What's more, he is He Zhishu's attending doctor, so naturally he knows more about the situation. The timing of He Zhishu's chemotherapy is no longer right. The root of current treatment is not improvement, but procrastination. It can be prolonged day by day.

    He Zhishu thanked him, but he didn't expect much joy in his love.

    "Your illness... does he know it?" Ai Ziyu calmed down and asked some tentative questions intentionally or unintentionally.

    I don’t know if it’s an illusion, Ai Ziyu felt that He Zhishu’s face paled, and heavy fatigue was pressed between his eyebrows. Then he spoke in a

    calm tone: "I don't want to tell him." Ai Ziyu didn't ask much . , He still has a bit of expression on his face. He knew that He Zhishu must have unspeakable difficulties, and the relationship between the two was not as inseparable as he had imagined.

    Ai Tzuyu doesn't feel guilty to intervene at all. He seldom wants anyone, and I am sorry if I don't try to chase him if I like it. Besides, as long as the hoe is swung well, there is no corner of the wall that cannot be dug down. The lover was so haggard that he didn't even accompany the medical examination once. He was either blind or indifferent.

    "If you don't want to eat, eat less. I'll pick you up tomorrow to get the medicine." Ai Ziyu didn't want to make He Zhishu embarrassed, so she washed her hands and carried He Zhishu's clothes: "I'm off work, I'll take you on the way. Go home."

    He Zhishu still remembered how much trouble Ai Ziyu caused when sending him home last time, and he was not so calm in his heart. But he realized that he couldn’t make any sense with Ai Ziyugen. In the end, he couldn’t help but complained and teased when he was pushed in the co-pilot: "Girls all want to marry a doctor. Are you as overbearing as you?"

    "I know that boys like this."

    He Zhishu was taken aback and went to see Ai Ziyu reflexively, only to find that Rengen didn't care about what to say, and his eyes were too. Kind of cynicism that is hard to see in ordinary times.

    "What do you say are you kidding me for?" He Zhishu smiled.

    Ai Tzuyu laughed too, saying nothing.

    Ai Ziyu didn't speak again until He Zhishu got out of the car and lowered the window to call out: "Zhishu."

    He

    Zhishu paused and turned back: "Doctor?" Ai Ziyu got off the car and picked it from her neck. After removing the scarf, he forcibly wrapped a tight string around the exposed neck of He Zhishu: "Quickly go home, I will pick you up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow."

    He Zhishu didn't slow down until the sports car had gone far away. The scarf on his neck still has another person's remaining warmth. He Zhishu doesn't know what the doctor wants to do. He doesn't think he still has the option of recruiting another person of the same sex. Besides, the doctor is a very good person.

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