Who is the young man?
That night, Yi Shuihan didn't come to the hospital. The next morning, An Lan received a bouquet of yellow roses. The flower shop's service was also good, and when they delivered the yellow roses, they also gave An Lan a copy of Bincheng Metropolitan News, saying it was part of today's flower shop activity - buy flowers and get a free newspaper.
An Lan had just put the flowers on the coffee table and was about to lie down to read the newspaper when the nurse came in, envying the delicate yellow roses on the coffee table.
"Second Brother is really good to you, just because he didn't come to accompany you for one night, he even sent roses to apologize."
An Lan smiled after hearing this and handed the yellow rose on the tea table to the nurse: "You like it, take it."
"How can that be good for taking away what one loves?" The nurse hastily declined: "No need, such precious words, Miss Gu should still keep them in the ward herself."
"I'm already a bit allergic to pollen," An Lan said calmly: "Besides, I have pneumonia, and I'm afraid that the pollen will pollute the air. Later on, you'll still need to come and spray disinfectant, so it's better to take them away quickly."
"......Yuan"
The nurse gave Anlan the medicine for today and took away the yellow rose, Anlan quietly lay on the bed receiving an IV, thinking that this morning when she had her temperature taken it was already normal, so could she be discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule?
Although it is said that pneumonia needs to be treated with a week of intravenous drips, she would rather commute every day for the treatment than stay in this ward because staying in the ward is too boring.
At noon, Zhuo Bufan brought a basket of 24 carnations to see her, and also brought her the newly launched salted boiled edamame.
"I remember you loved to eat edamame when you were little," Zhuo Bu Fan said, putting the edamame on An Lan's bedside table. "You even had them in your school bag back then and would take them out to eat during recess."
"Really?" An Lan looked at Zhuo Bu Fan with doubt: "Is this true?"
"Of course I have, did you think I was making it up?" Zhuo Bufan glared at her: "Don't you like to eat salted boiled edamame?"
"Like, like," An Lan hurriedly smiled, one hand holding the edamame and putting it into her mouth, peeling the edamame from its shell like a melon seed.
"You don't look like a patient at all, so spirited!" Zhuo Bu Fan looked at An Lan on the hospital bed and then glanced at the still unopened copy of Bin City Metropolitan Daily on the tea table.
"Hmph......" An Lan couldn't help but burst out laughing, "I wasn't a patient to begin with, I just had a fever from a cold the day before yesterday, and now that it's gone, I'm fine. After the IV drip is done, I'll ask to be hospitalized myself, and then I'll be stuck in the hospital room feeling depressed to death."
"Ah, you want to be discharged?" Zhuo Bu Fan frowned at the IV needle on her hand: "I said you're in good spirits today, and you say you want to be discharged. Can we... still have a chat?"
An Lan smiled and spat out a peanut: "Old friend, we can't have a pleasant conversation anymore, so hurry up and leave. The disinfectant smell in this hospital isn't very nice."
Zhuo Bu Fan smiled and said: "Well, since you're so bored in the hospital, I'll go to the bookstore and buy two books for you. Hurry up and tell me what classic novels you haven't read yet?"
"Don't buy any more, I'll be discharged after finishing this IV drip. There are plenty of books at home in the study room, what's the need to buy?" An Lan hastily stopped him.
"Really want to be discharged ahead of schedule?" Zhuo Bu Fan raised an eyebrow.
"Hmm, I'd rather commute every day for my IV drip than stay in this hospital." An Lan insisted: "In the hospital, even if I don't get killed by disinfectant water, I'll still suffocate to death."
"Alright," Zhuo Bufan, who had originally stood up and was about to leave, sat back down on the sofa: "I'll wait for you to finish getting dressed and help you with the discharge procedures, then drive you home. Otherwise, how would a big patient like you take a taxi?"
Because Anlan proposed to sign out of the hospital, the doctor came over to give her another examination and said that pneumonia was almost cured, but she still needed to continue hanging IV for three days. He prescribed medicine for her and let her go to the emergency infusion room every day.
Zhuo Bu Fan helped An Lan with the discharge procedures, and An Lan quickly packed her luggage. She was tidying up her clothes when she found a pile of clothes in the closet.
And that pile of clothes, in addition to her own, also included Yi Shuihan's. She had no idea why he brought a bunch of clothes to her sickroom when he wasn't even staying there.
An Lan had just finished packing up her things when Zhuo Bu Fan walked in with a stack of receipts and medical records, and upon seeing the pile of stuff, she raised an eyebrow and said: "You're just staying in the hospital for a bit, not moving house, what's with all this stuff?"
An Lanmo didn't want to say that all these were moved over by Yi Shuihan, and besides, half of the things still belonged to him. In fact, she herself didn't have that many good things.
"Where's the newspaper on the coffee table?" An Lan hurriedly changed the subject: "Zhuo Bufan, did you see the newspaper when you came in? The Bincheng Metropolitan News on the coffee table?"
"I saw it," Zhuo Bu Fan replied casually, "I thought you had already seen it. When I went out to help you with the discharge procedures just now, I randomly brought it out and threw it in the trash can."
An Lan was speechless, that newspaper hadn't even been flipped through, what kind of eyes did Zhuo Bu Fan have? It was actually thrown away like trash to her?
"Here, the hospital is returning a large sum of money to you," Zhuo Bufan handed over the receipts, medical records and a stack of red banknotes to An Lan: "You paid a deposit of 10,000 yuan when you were hospitalized, but in the end, you only spent less than 2,000 yuan for three days, leaving more than 8,000 yuan."
An Lan was speechless again. The deposit wasn't paid by her, because she was sent directly to the emergency room when she arrived at the hospital, and the admission procedures seemed to have been handled by Yi Tianze's people.
Ten thousand yuan, it seems she still owes Yitianze ten thousand yuan, the favor is owed, this money, it's better not to owe again.
Yi Shuihan's face was gloomy as he stared at the newspaper on his office desk, the headline still featuring him, but unlike two days ago when it was about his wedding, today's headline had him paired with Ling Yuwei in a scandal.
Hai Mi's CEO, Yi Shuihan, had a secret meeting with his former lover on the third night of his honeymoon. The big title was particularly eye-catching, and it came with several photos that showed him being very intimate with Ling Yuwei.
The newspaper only had a photo, but there was also a video online of him hugging Ling Yuwei as they came out of the green field and then helping her into the car.
What's even more outrageous is that these paparazzi followed him all the way, tailing his car and capturing every detail of him helping Rainie Yang out of the car and sending her upstairs.
He slammed his fist on the office desk, and the solid wooden desk shook slightly, while his own hand was also numbed.
"Damn paparazzi, I was only in Yu Wei's apartment for less than half an hour and came out, how come they didn't take any pictures?" Yi Shuihan growled with a gloomy face.
Chen Nan was speechless on one side, thinking to himself, my great boss, half an hour is not a short time, if you've already made out with Miss Ling in the car, then going back to her apartment, half an hour is enough to do it all.
"Not many people online are blaming you," Chen Nann carefully comforted her CEO: "Most people are sympathetic to you and Miss Ling, saying that this is true love, saying..."
Chen Nan stopped talking here, of course, the comments on the internet were more scolding Gu Anlan for being shameless, saying she was hypocritical and pretentious, saying one thing but doing another, saying she took advantage of others' misfortune.
Yi Shuihan waved his hand to signal Chen Nan to leave, and he himself took the car key and went out. Last night was too late, and when he arrived at the hospital, he was not allowed in. So tonight, he had to go to the hospital early.
I don't know how that woman's illness is going, has her fever gone down or not, he still goes to pick her up for dinner anyway, it seems like, after she came back from Toronto, he and she - seem to have never had a single meal together.
Yi Shuihan was still thinking about where to take Gu Anlan for dinner on the way to the hospital, but when he arrived at room 1309 and knocked on the door, he was shocked to find that the occupant was a woman in her sixties.
"Gu Anlan was discharged from the hospital after finishing his IV drip at noon," said the nurse with a very good attitude to Yi Shuihan: "A young man came to help him with the discharge procedures."
Who is the young master? Zhuo Bufan or his elder brother Yi Tianze?
Besides, why did she have to be discharged so early? Isn't pneumonia supposed to require a week of hospitalization? What's the rush for her to be discharged after just three days?
Isn't it because she read today's newspaper? Then...
Is she discharged from the hospital? Where will she go then?
She didn't know his address in the apartment outside because he hadn't had a chance to tell her yet.
Will she return home? It's unlikely, not to mention that she is still a patient, going back will make her mother worry, even if she has fully recovered from her illness, she hasn't been at peace yet, and she won't go back alone.
So there is only one possibility, that she has returned to the Yi family's mansion again, because that is currently the only place she knows he lives in the Yi family.
Shao Hanyan said last night that she wanted to go back to Hong Kong, and Anlan still thought she was saying it on purpose, with the intention of not wanting her to move out and live with Yi Shuihan.
However, it wasn't until Ze Chuan drove her back to the Yi family's mansion that she realized Shao Hanyan was really not there. Zhang Shu said that Madame had returned to Hong Kong and usually wouldn't come over unless something big happened, because the headquarters of Xu Ri Group was in Hong Kong, and Chairman Yi Xushan also worked on the Hong Kong side most of the time, rarely coming to Bin City.
An Lan couldn't help but sigh in her heart, it turned out that she married Yi Shuihan and ended up with the fate of helping the Yi family take care of the house. This large courtyard, usually only had her as a fixed resident.
Zhang Shu helped her move the things upstairs, helped her tidy up and politely said to her: "That's all right, Second Young Master's wife, you rest first, I'll go down to work. If there's anything you need, just call me, I'm usually downstairs."
An Lan nodded to show she understood and casually asked: "Is there today's newspaper?"
Zhang Shu's expression changed slightly, and she quickly shook her head: "No, the madam and young master and miss are not at home. I don't read newspapers either, so the security guard at the door didn't deliver the newspaper."
"It doesn't matter," An Lan didn't notice Zhang Shu's expression, "I'll go to the study later and find a book to read."
"That... the key to the study, I don't have it either," Zhang Shu looked at An Lan with a hint of embarrassment: "Sorry, Second Young Master's wife, or... why don't you just watch TV instead."
An Lan was speechless, this said and that said, living in the Yi family can't even read a book, it seems she has to go back to Ning early and bring her own laptop, otherwise won't she be bored to death?
It was really boring, she lay in bed for more than two hours, couldn't sleep and felt uncomfortable lying down, so she got up and went downstairs to see if she could find something to do.
There was nothing for her to do because Zhang Shu had already done everything. She came down when Zhang Shu was in the kitchen preparing dinner.
Seeing her walk into the kitchen, Zhang Shu hastily asked: "Second Young Master's wife, you're up? What do you want to eat tonight? I was just about to go upstairs to ask you."
An Lan smiled and said: "I can eat anything, don't mind too much, just the two of us, just make two dishes, making more will be a waste if we can't finish them."
"Big Young Master must come back for dinner tonight," Aunt Zhang said, then asked again: "By the way, does Second Young Master want to come back for dinner tonight?"
"I don't know," An Lan said truthfully.
She really didn't know because she hadn't seen Yi Shuihan since they parted ways in the hospital room yesterday morning, and they hadn't even contacted each other by phone.
"Oh, I guess they won't be back," Zhang Shu muttered to herself: "Actually, both Da Shaoye and Er Shaoye rarely come home for meals, they are both big bosses and very busy people."
Because the city hospital and Yijia courtyard are in two completely opposite directions, Yi Shuihan came out of the hospital just in time to catch the rush hour traffic, so he got stuck on the road.
When he drove back to the Yi family's mansion, it was already 7:30 in the evening. In the dining room, Gu Anlan and Yi Tianze were sitting face-to-face at the dinner table eating.
"An Lan, you're right that you should be eating light food when you're not feeling well, but light food doesn't mean it's all vegetarian," Yi Tianze said as he picked up the serving chopsticks and placed a piece of poached chicken in her bowl. "Poached chicken is also a light food and very nutritious, Aunt Zhang's cooking skills are quite good, try some."
"Thank you!" An Lan softly thanked and picked up the chicken wing of the poached chicken, bringing it to her mouth and taking a light bite.
This scene happened to fall right in front of Yi Shuihan's eyes, just as he was walking through the gate. His already unpleasant expression turned icy in an instant.
An Lan looked up when she heard the sound coming from the door, and was taken aback when she saw Yi Shui Han. She then stood up and asked, "Uh... have you eaten yet?"
"Not hungry," Yi Shui replied coldly and walked directly upstairs.
An Lan stood by the dinner table for a few seconds before silently sitting back down to continue eating.
She asked him if he had eaten, but he replied with a sentence 'not hungry', was it because he ate and wasn't hungry or didn't eat but wasn't hungry either?
There's really no way for her and him to communicate with each other...
"Don't mind him," Yi Tianze said with a smile to An Lan, "He's not in a good mood today, maybe he'll be fine after sulking for a while?"
"How did you know he's not in a good mood?" An Lan looked at Yi Tianze with some surprise.
Yi Tianze was slightly stunned, just about to speak, but unexpectedly his phone rang at this time. He took out his phone and glanced at it, apologized to An Lan, then got up and walked outside the door to answer the call.
Dai Anlan came upstairs after finishing dinner and found Yi Shuihan already sitting on the sofa watching TV. Seeing her come in, he asked indifferently, "Is your illness better?"
"Ah, about right," An Lan replied with a similarly calm tone: "I don't like staying in the hospital."
She actually didn't like the strong smell of disinfectant in hospitals, because it would inexplicably remind her of that spring five years ago when she stayed in hospital for half a month.
"Who likes to stay in the hospital?" Yi Shuihan thought her answer was more idiotic, using the remote control to turn off the TV that was playing and stood up: "Since we've eaten our fill, let's go."
"Leave? Where are you going?" An Lan looked at him with some surprise.
"Move out to your own apartment," Yi Shuihan said with a hint of annoyance, "I don't like living with a big family."
"Mom told me to tell you last night that she went back to Hong Kong, saying this place is empty and usually no one is here, telling you...telling us not to move out, just live here." An Lan quickly repeated what Shao Hanyan said.
"Usually there's no one here?" Yi Shuihan's tone was clearly sarcastic: "Isn't the person having dinner with you tonight a human being?"