C135 (1/2)

Zhang Wensi's appendicitis surgery started very quickly, and she had to stay in the hospital to observe it.

On the first day after the operation, a group of people from Zhang Wensi's office came to visit her. They laughed and said, ”Zhang Wensi became a deserter during her busiest time.” Her mentor had also come by with a bag of files and a thick, brick-thick book. The title of the book was ”I'm afraid you've forgotten your profession.

Appendicitis is also not a serious illness, everyone has come to visit, it is the heart.

There weren't many good friends like Wen Zhizhi who were so stubborn.

Xiaomei, the nanny, Wen Zhizhi, and the others continued to take care of Zhang Wensi. Occasionally, Mommy Meng would ask the driver of the Meng Family to come over to pick her up.

Since Wen Ziyu had to be coaxed by Wen Zhizhi every night to go to bed, she could only work hard on Xiaomei and the nanny to take turns to accompany her bed at night.

Of course, during the day, Wen Zhizhi accompanied him a lot.

Because of this, Wen Zhizhi also watched a good show.

That morning, Zhang Wensi, who had just finished a bowl of porridge with nothing to live for, played a game of mobile phone with her phone. Wen Zhizhi was leaning against the foot of her bed, intending to knit a small winter sweater for her.

Mummy, warmer.

The two of them continued to do their own things, occasionally gossiping.

Suddenly, Zhang Wensi's bell rang.” AHH! I'm still fighting a team battle! Why is this phone so 'timely'!? ” Because the call was cut off, the game might even lose. Zhang Wensi gritted her teeth as she looked at the three words on her phone's screen, ”Crash!

”Don't get so excited, your wounds might break!” The phone was still ringing. Wen Zhizhi first advised Zhang Wensi not to get too excited and pay attention to the wound. Then she said doubtfully, ”The phone rang for so long, yet you still didn't answer it?”

Zhang Wen Si replied to the screen with a look of disdain: ”I couldn't help but scold him!”

”Hur hur.” Wen Zhizhi covered her mouth and laughed. She was laughing so hard that she could barely hold the ball of wool in her hand.

”Hey, what happened?” Zhang Wensi answered the phone with mixed feelings.

It was unknown what was said on the other end of the phone. The lines on Zhang Wen Si's originally gentle face suddenly stiffened.

”I didn't mean to ignore you. I'm not feeling well lately. ”

After a moment of silence, Zhang Wen Si continued, ”If you don't believe me, then don't believe me. I'm begging you?”

”That's not what you mean? ”Could there be another meaning to it?”

A man's voice came over the phone. It sounded like he was' hiding 'or' refusing to answer '.

Zhang Wen Si did not want to be entangled with him any longer, she was afraid that her wounds would be ripped from the Qi. Thus, it was better for her to say, ”Forget it, forget it, I'm hanging up.”

Annoyed, she hung up the phone and threw it onto the bed.

Wen Zhizhi raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Wen Si sincerely. Just as she was about to console her, ”Wen Si …”

”Zhizhi, hug ~” Zhang Wensi opened her arms, wanting a comforting hug.

Wen Zhizhi didn't know what troubles her little friend was having, but when she needed to hug him, she immediately threw away the ball of wool and the needle and sat down so her good friend could bury his head tightly on her shoulder.

Wen Zhizhi hugged Zhang Wen Si back affectionately, patting her back with both hands, just like how Mama Zhang comforted Wen Zhizhi every time.