allonlinenovel Chapter 125 Her indifference broke his heart
Chapter 125 Her indifference broke his heart
The boss came and the ward, which was a little noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.
"Hello everyone." Fu Ruoshi cleared his throat. "I'm Fu Ruoshi, a shareholder of Fu Ying. On behalf of the group, I'd like to apologize for tonight's fire accident. I'd also like to understand your injuries. If you have any requests, please feel free to ask."
When these words were spoken, the doctors, patients and wounded around were quite shocked.
"Is this our President Fu...?"
"So young?"
"I can't believe he's here. It's already half past three."
All eyes were focused on Fu Ruoshi, only Wen Zhixia looked away awkwardly, pretending not to see anything, and continued to clean the female patient's wound.
Seeing Fu Ruoshi coming in person, the wounded felt relieved and their mood improved.
"Mr. Fu, my hand has been keeping me from working lately," one worker said, "but my paid leave has run out."
Fu Ruoshi: "What's your name? I've verbally approved your paid leave. I'll have someone come over to register you later."
After all, Wen Zhixia was present, so he had to try harder to act like a good boss.
Soon, he called up several leaders of Fu Group to register the injured employees, approved leave and subsidies for all of them, and approved more than the prescribed amount without bargaining. The ward was filled with moving voices.
After finishing his work, Fu Ruoshi walked to the bed next to Wen Zhixia. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Do you want to take a break? Let's go to the corridor for a drink..."
Wen Zhixia looked up coldly, "Mr. Fu, you are blocking my light."
"..."
Fu Ruoshi was given the cold shoulder by Wen Zhixia in front of Nan Kaijie, and all the prestige he had just laid out was gone.
Hearing the voice, Nan Kaijie turned around and looked at Fu Ruoshi. When their eyes met, he nodded to him.
He was just being polite, but in Fu Ruoshi's eyes, this nod was a provocation.
"Then everyone, take a break first." Fu Ruoshi deliberately said loudly, "I'll have my assistant bring you some midnight snacks and drinks later. I'll also provide meals for you all during your hospital stay."
Another scream was heard in the ward, and all eyes fell on Fu Ruoshi again.
"The King of Pie in the Sky..."
Only Wen Zhixia muttered softly.
At this time, Director Wu and Xiaoya just came back and brought a few expert directors with them, and the ward was overcrowded.
When they saw Fu Ruo, several people greeted him.
"Director Wu, can I borrow someone from you?" Fu Ruoshi whispered to Wu Heng. "I'll ask the restaurant to send some food to the injured. Can I ask Wen Zhixia to help me choose the dishes?"
Wu Heng nodded. "Of course. We have enough manpower now. Xiao Wen has been busy all night. You can take her to rest."
Fu Ruoshi got her consent and walked towards bed 5. He happened to see Wen Zhixia accidentally sprain her ankle when she stood up.
Nan Kaijie supported her from behind.
But he was very sensible. He clenched his fist and pressed the knuckle against her back, with no intention of taking advantage of her.
"You should take a rest," Nan Kaijie said to Fu Ruoshi when he saw her coming over, "Don't be too tired, we have enough manpower now."
Wen Zhixia didn't want to talk to Fu Ruoshi, so she went around bed 5 and went to help the patient in bed 2.
Mr. Fu came up empty-handed again.
"Doctor Wen," he asked the audience again for help, "I'm going to buy some midnight snacks for everyone. I'm not sure what dietary restrictions the injured person has. Can you accompany me to choose some dishes?"
Wen Zhixia didn't want to go out with him, and said without looking up, "Avoid spicy food, seafood, and foods high in oil, salt, and sugar. They will accelerate the inflammatory response. Eat light food. As for the rest, Mr. Fu, you can just take care of it."
Fu Ruoshi was once again rejected by her. He felt empty inside and was a little at a loss.
Could it be that she really has no feelings for me at all?
In front of others, he pretended to be calm, but in fact, there was a giant hand in his heart, tearing his heart apart.
The tear in his heart grew bigger and bigger, almost like the Mariana Trench.
But when he saw Wen Zhixia was so tired that she could hardly stand, he remembered that she had stomach problems and was still working so hard, so he was really worried.
If she wasn't allowed to go out and take a breath, she would definitely work all night.
Fu Ruoshi was really afraid that she would die suddenly from exhaustion.
So, with no other options, he turned to Director Wu for help. "Director Wu, I'd like to discuss the cost of the patient's surgery with Dr. Wen. Fu's plans to cover it all, so I need to get a rough idea."
When the injured people heard that all the expenses were covered, they were stunned.
"Oh, Mr. Fu is really a living Bodhisattva!"
"Doctor Wen, please talk to Mr. Fu. I don't think my hand will be worth tens of thousands of dollars!"
Director Wu finally understood.
Mr. Fu wants to get back together with Xiao Wen, but Xiao Wen ignores him, so he has to please Xiao Wen.
His way of pleasing Xiao Wen was to help her patients and benefit the world in exchange for a beautiful smile.
Ultimately, the patients benefit, which is a win-win situation.
"How about..." Director Wu said hesitantly, "Xiao Wen, can you talk to Mr. Fu?"
Wen Zhixia glared at Fu Ruoshi fiercely.
He was tricked.
It's just his little trick to show off his money and power!
Wen Zhixia thought about it and was afraid that he was just talking nonsense, so she flattered him, "Mr. Fu, please don't just do superficial work and then deny it later. So many people are watching."
Seeing her alert and clever look, Fu Ruoshi's heart melted again.
I want to hold her in my arms right now, lock her tightly and kiss her hard...
Despite his thoughts, he said seriously, "Fu's is a dignified company. We won't sell out our reputation for a small profit. I'll have Liu Zhen draft a letter of commitment for everyone."
"We believe in Mr. Fu."
"I've been in the Fu family for more than ten years. I believe Mr. Fu wouldn't lie to us."
"Yeah yeah."
Wen Zhixia looked at Fu Ruoshi and thought that it was okay for her to take a walk for fun, but she would never tolerate deceiving patients.
"Okay, I only have ten minutes."
She took off her mask, walked around him and headed towards the corridor.
Fu Ruoshi followed her all the way, quickening his pace several times for fear of losing her.
On the corridor, in the night wind.
Wen Zhixia had just been bending over to bandage the patient. After she stopped, she kept pressing her hands on her waist and looked very tired.
"You order," she paused, "but don't order anything from a small workshop."
Fu Ruoshi took out his phone and opened the Fu's Cantonese cuisine app. "This is Fu Keming's restaurant. You're an expert, so you can help them order."
Wen Zhixia took the phone, selected a few light dishes, and returned the phone to him. "Okay, the face-saving project is done. Can I leave now?"
Doesn't she want to spend even a minute with me?
The Mariana Trench in Fu Ruoshi's heart became wider.
"Wait," he said, "Have you had stomach discomfort recently? Should I ask the store to send you some millet porridge?"
Wen Zhixia shook her head. "No, I have stomach medicine. Thank you, Mr. Fu. Now that we've ordered the dishes, I'm going back to get busy."
"Wait a moment......"
Fu Ruoshi walked in front of her again, "Can't you take a rest? If you exhaust yourself, won't that be even more irresponsible to the patient?"
Wen Zhixia lowered her eyes, "You don't need to teach me how to do things."
She walked away again, and Fu Ruoshi caught up with her, "Can you please stop overdrawing yourself? You know that if you delay stomach problems for a long time, they will..."
Wen Zhixia sighed, stopped, frowned, and said, "This is an emergency. I can't rest. Can you please stop playing your rich young man chasing his wife game at this time?"
"I……"
Fu Ruoshi raised his eyelashes and looked at her silently, his eyes passing across her calm and distant face, his tone full of helplessness.
"I do not have it……"
The ending note, with a sigh, drifted away in the night wind.
"Then I'll bring you some midnight snacks later." He changed his tone to a more positive one. "I'll put your name on your portion, so remember to take it."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your expense," Wen Zhixia said, her words clear and resolute. "So, can I leave now?"
Fu Ruoshi took a deep breath, and what he exhaled sounded like ice chips mixed with blood.
He hated the night wind tonight.
It was so cold that it hurt his eyes and made his heart almost stop.
He looked up at the void, condemning it for blowing such a cold wind, his deep eyes were red, like blood dripping in the Peach Blossom Pond.
Wen Zhixia looked away and stopped looking at him. She would not be bewitched by his eyes anymore.
"I'm going back."
She walked right past him.
Fu Ruoshi turned around, looked at her back without a trace of nostalgia, and looked at his watch.
6 minutes 13 seconds.
She left herself less than ten minutes of patience.
Once, she gave him all her patience, gentleness and understanding.
Now, her gentleness has been exhausted, her patience has worn out, and she appears cold, tough and ruthless.
When the good times of the past were gone forever, he, the instigator, began to miss the past.
Fu Ruoshi looked at the direction where Wen Zhixia left reluctantly, and saw Nan Kaijie walking towards her at the corridor door. He said something to her, then looked over here and smiled politely.