Chapter 586 - Chances Are You and Mo Jingshen… Haven’t Divorced… (1/2)

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When she got to the hospital, she was told that Mr. Vinse was sent to the hospital because of acute gastritis yesterday, but had been transferred to a common ward for anti-inflammatory injections.

Ji Nuan called Secretary Yang to make sure of the situation, and bought some liquid nutrients that could be eaten during gastritis near the hospital and carried them in.

Because they were also in Beijing for a temporary business trip, there was no family or company staff of Mr. Vinse there. Their business partners should have come to visit him yesterday, so today the ward was particularly quiet. Secretary Yang went out when she saw Ji Nuan come.

Ji Nuan went over and saw Mr. Vinse sitting on the bed with a pale face. He was receiving an infusion, with several pinpricks in the back of his hand, which showed that he had received a lot of anti-inflammatory injections.

“What did I say to you that day? I told you to go to see a doctor as soon as possible, but you ignored my words. How did you suddenly become so ill? Did you go out to drink again when your stomach was upset?” Ji Nuan put the nutrients down.

Seeing her come, Mr. Vinse was in a good mood, although he still looked ill. He said with a smile, “I thought I could hold on. It’s just gastritis, but I didn’t expect to be beaten down by a few glasses of wine.”

Ji Nuan looked at him speechlessly and took the thermometer that lay beside his bed. “Good. It seems that you don’t have a fever anymore. Secretary Yang said that she didn’t know you had a high fever until yesterday. She should have paid more attention to her boss. I knew you had a fever that day at the museum. Why didn’t she notice it?”

“She doesn’t stay in the same hotel as me. I sent her to visit several districts around the capital and didn’t ask her to follow me,” Mr. Vinse explained.

No wonder.

Ji Nuan sighed. “Did the doctor say you were all right? Is it just gastritis?”

Mr. Vinse smiled and nodded. “What else can I have? If it’s some other serious illness, Secretary Yang wouldn’t have been so casual as to leave the ward to the two of us.”

Ji Nuan: “…”

So he was still in the mood to flirt with her.

She opened the stuff she had just bought. “What I bought is all powders or purees that are suitable for brewing. You should only eat liquid food now. Take care of your stomach and stop drinking for some time.”

“We are envied by others, but who thought that we, the rich and successful that had nothing to worry about, have to discuss most deals over a wine table. It’s never easy to be the general manager of BGY! In the business circle, drinking capacity is important. You should improve your capacity for liquor as well.”

Ji Nuan chuckled. “Yes, but I don’t think it’s bad that I can’t drink. At least your stomach won’t be irritated. I think you’re killing yourself to do business.”

“It’s not as bad as you said. Have you ever been drunk?” Knowing the answer, Mr. Vinse still asked with a smile.

Ji Nuan paused and went on to unpack the nutrients, saying lightly, “Yes, but I haven’t been drunk for a long time.”

Over the years in London, she had been tipsy several times, but not too drunk. At least she didn’t lose her consciousness.

She had to stay awake all these years to avoid her heart being stolen.

The conversation veered from liquor to other topics. Ji Nuan was used to talking about work when staying with Mr. Vinse, no matter when she was in London or back home. She used to talk to him about work to avoid embarrassment. Although she didn’t need to especially find a topic now, she had been used to this way of conversation with him.

It was good. At least it wouldn’t be embarrassing this way.