Chapter 1819 She has depression
Shen Muye's face was very calm. He held the steering wheel with both hands and slowly let go.
"Listen, if you go out, I don't know what they will do to you."
Qiao paused after hearing the cry, and instantly figured out that Shen Muye was protecting her.
The corners of her mouth curled up, realizing that she had treated Jiang Liu like this, but he had no intention of blaming her at all.
Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she slowly grabbed his arm.
"Makino, it was because I was angry that I came up with this way to deal with her. I won't do it next time. Please don't be angry, okay?"
"Get out of the car, I'll go to the hospital to see her."
Qiao Ting gritted his teeth, but it was hard to say anything at this time.
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When Shen Muye arrived at the hospital, Jiang Liu had already stood up and was leaning on the bedside.
He put the porridge he brought next to him and came over to adjust the angle of the bed for her.
Jiang Liu didn't say anything, lowered his eyes and looked a little pale.
Shen Muye opened the lunch box he brought and fed her porridge.
She also drank slowly, without asking a word from beginning to end.
For the past three days, Shen Muye had served her dutifully in front of the hospital bed, almost never leaving except when she went home to change clothes.
Occasionally, when Jiang Liu wakes up in the middle of the night, he can still hear the sound of him having a meeting.
He deliberately lowered his voice.
When the doctor did another check-up, she was declared ready to go home and recuperate.
She got into Shen Muye's car and when she sat in the passenger seat, she asked about the scent that Qiao heard.
I don’t know if the other party did it on purpose, but the scent is quite obvious.
She felt sick for a moment, but she just frowned and looked out the window.
The car stopped outside the Jiang family villa, and she opened the door and got out.
Shen Muye followed her and carried some dirty clothes for her.
This was what she just changed in the hospital today.
Entering the hall, she sat on the sofa.
Shen Muye asked her, "What fruit would you like to eat?"
Jiang Liu lowered his head and looked at his phone, which contained many condolence messages from Xu Lue.
In the past few days, Shen Muye had been taking care of her every step of the way. Xu Lue couldn't find a chance to come over and kept chatting with her on WeChat.
Shen Muye saw her fingers moving on the screen of her phone and wondered whose message she was replying to. She seemed to be playing with her phone more and more recently. Was it to reply to Shengmian? Or is it Jiang Yanyan’s?
He didn't know, but she was one of the two, and she didn't have any other friends in the imperial capital.
"Jiang Liu, eat some fruit."
he asked again.
Jiang Liu and Xu Lueshou were discharged from the hospital on their own. Xu Lue sent a worried emoticon, followed by four or five more.
It was nothing more than asking her what she wanted to eat, and he could make it at home.
Or he posted a video of his recent move, saying that he wouldn’t have to squeeze into that narrow living room next time.
At the end, I added, Fanfan also asked you.
Jiang Liu looked away from the screen and looked at Shen Muye.
"Has Mr. Shen planned to turn a big deal into a trivial matter?"
In the past few days, she didn't ask, and he never mentioned what Qiao heard.
She was discharged from the hospital, she bled out and lost half her life.
All he could do, it seemed, was take care of her at the bedside.
As for Qiao Ting, he has long been well protected by him.
"She has depression, and it's normal for her to do something like this. My people will watch her carefully from now on."
He also said this last time.
Or maybe he has said it too many times, and every time he talks about depression.
Jiang Liu felt it was funny, but at the same time, his heart kept sinking, sinking into an abyss that he couldn't see the bottom of.
She didn't understand why she acted like this or why she hurt herself.
Now that I see his choice, I'm not surprised at all.
After all, Shen Muye never chose her, but she still held on to her last hope.
She blinked, stopped talking, and continued to stare at the screen in front of her.
