Chapter 125 Suit Jacket

Ji Zhenzhen followed the nurse who pushed Rong Zijun to the ward. Rong Zijun was still under anesthesia and lay heavily on the white disease**.

"Thank you, nurse!" Ji Zhenzhen politely sent the nurse away and sat on the side of the bed, covering the quilt and tamping Rong Zijun.

I haven't looked at Rong Zijun so quietly for a long time, which made Ji Zhenzhen a little relieved for a moment. I remember that I have slept beside Rong Zijun countless days and nights. At that time, the two were the closest people to each other. But now, the two are getting farther and farther away.

"Thank you, Zijun!" Ji Zhenzhen whispered in Rong Zijun's ear, which made Ji Zhenzhen very grateful for what Rong Zijun had done to Xiaojun today.

At the same time, Guan Qingyu has been accompanying Xiaojun in the special care unit. Looking at Xiaojun's straps and his arms are full of various pipes, Guan Qingyu can't help but feel a little distressed.

"Qingyu!" Ji Zhenzhen didn't know when she had stood behind Guan Qingyu.

"Jinzhen, are you back? How is Rong Zijun? Guan Qingyu asked with concern that because Rong Zijun had transfusions for Xiaojun, Guan Qingyu's impression of him had changed a little, and he didn't hate Rong Zijun so much.

"He hasn't woken up yet. I'll come and see Xiaojun!" As Ji Zhenzhen said, she sat next to Xiaojun's bed and gently stroked Xiaojun's hair with her eyes full of heartache.

"Xiaojun will be fine, too!" Guan Qingyu said in a warm voice.

"Qingyu, thank you for coming back from abroad as soon as you heard that Xiaojun had an accident..." Ji Zhenzhen looked at Guan Qingyu gratefully and said.

"This is what I should do, but I'm still not as good as Rong Zijun. I can give Xiaojun a blood transfusion." Guan Qingyu had a headache. He was never Xiaojun's biological father, and he could not give Xiaojun everything he could do. This is also what Guan Qingyu has always been minding.

"Qingyu, you have done enough for Xiaojun. Don't compare with others. You are you, he is him!" Ji Zhenzhen said, and there was a lot of fatigue in her eyes. Too many things happened on this day, which made Ji Zhenzhen exhausted.

Guan Qingyu's heart warmed up, and his mood, which had fallen to the bottom, gradually recovered a little.

"Jhenzhen, you are also tired this day. You can go back early and have a good sleep. I can accompany Xiaojun here. Don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaojun. I'll call you when he wakes up. Guan Qingyu really couldn't bear to look at Ji Zhenzhen's tired appearance.

"I'm fine. I must be by Xiaojun's side, otherwise I won't be able to sleep even if I go back. You'd better go back to rest early. You just came back from abroad and are not used to the jet lag. Ji Zhenzhen just looked at Xiaojun's face with concern and was unwilling to leave.

"Well, don't be too tired!" Guan Qingyu knew that it was useless to say what Ji Zhenzhen had decided. It's better to do what she said. "Then I'll buy breakfast to see you tomorrow morning!" Guan Qingyu continued.

"Okay, thank you!" Ji Zhenzhen nodded.

What else Guan Qingyu wants to say, but he doesn't know where to start. In fact, he really wants to tell Ji Zhenzhen that these things he has done here are willing, not to thank you, and Guan Qingyu doesn't want Ji Zhenzhen to always be so polite to himself. This kind of politeness makes Guan Qingyu feel strange.

Guan Qingyu left, and Ji Zhenzhen still stayed with Xiaojun.

Ji Zhenzhen sat next to Xiaojun and looked at Xiaojun attentively, as if she had forgotten the passage of time. At this moment, Ji Zhenzhen could only feel herself and Xiaojun and could not notice everything around her.

Rong Zijun had already stood behind Ji Zhenzhen. Looking at Ji Zhenzhen's so attentive appearance, Rong Zijun didn't want to disturb her, but seeing Ji Zhenzhen sitting there alone and wearing only a shirt at night here, Rong Zijun took off his suit jacket and put it on Ji Zhen. On Jane's shoulder.

"Hm?" Only then did Ji Zhenzhen find that there was a man standing behind her. She immediately stood up and pretended to look at Rong Zijun, who was also a little haggard in front of her. "Zijun, are you awake?"

"Are you finally willing to call me Zijun?" Rong Zijun smiled, and his smile could melt the iceberg in an instant.

Ji Zhenzhen's face suddenly turned a little red. She remembered that the two of them had been quarrelsome before, and it was really strange that they suddenly became so harmonious again.

"Zijun, I..." Ji Zhenzhen stopped talking and immediately looked elsewhere after looking at Rong Zijun. She did not dare to look directly at Rong Zijun's eyes, because Rong Zijun's eyes seemed to be a black hole, always attracting people unconsciously.

"It seems that although I have lost some blood this time, it's worth your gentleness to me!" Rong Zijun smiled. His smile was very pure, without any impurities. He would only laugh so from the bottom of his heart when he was alone with Ji Zhenzhen.

"Are you still joking at this time?" Ji Zhenzhen immediately stopped her face and looked at Rong Zijun with some concern. "The nurse said that it was easy to have some discomfort because you had too many blood transfusions. Why did you do this?"

"Xiaojun is my son. What if I give Xiaojun more blood and less? Not to mention a lot!" Rong Zijun said indifferently.

"You know that too much blood transfusion can easily lead to life-threatening!" Ji Zhenzhen's eyes are slightly red.

"Silly girl, if her life was really in danger, the doctor would not do that. Aren't the doctor afraid of killing himself?" Rong Zijun smiled and looked at the woman in front of her who pouted because she cared about herself. Instead of blaming her, she loved her a little more.

Ji Zhenzhen thought so, but she was still a little angry and still didn't give Rong Zijun a good face.

"Jinzhen, do you care about me?" Rong Zijun suddenly asked.

Ji Zhenzhen was stunned and immediately denied it: "No! I don't care about you! Whether your life is in danger has nothing to do with me. I just don't want to owe you!" Ji Zhenzhen deliberately increased her voice, as if only in this way could she convince herself.

Is that right? Well, just think that you don't care about me!" Rong Zijun smiled warmly and was very satisfied.

"What does it mean that I don't care about you? I don't care about you in the first place!" Ji Zhenzhen blushed and argued.

"Okay, okay, I know! Come on, let me hug!" Rong Zijun opened his arms as he spoke.

"What are you doing?" Ji Zhenzhen suddenly avoided Rong Zijun's hug in a panic.

"Do you think I want to take advantage of you? It's just that it's too cold this night, and the only coat is on you again. I have to hold you to keep warm. Rong Zijun looked serious, as if he were telling the truth.

Ji Zhenzhen thought about it and hesitated for a long time and finally hugged Rong Zijun's arms. Even she couldn't say why, so she just regarded it as to warm each other.

Rong Zijun hugged Ji Zhenzhen tightly and smiled with satisfaction. Ji Zhenzhen also suddenly felt very down-to-earth in Rong Zijun's arms, which made her feel at ease.