Chapter 1638 - Critical illness
My Secretary is a Little Sweet
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Zuo Jiaâs movements were gentle, and she was so close to Fu rongting that he could smell the faint fragrance on her body.
Fu rongtingâs life at home was very delicate, but when he was in the Army or on a mission outside, he was actually very accommodating. Since he became an adult, it had been a long time since someone took care of him like this.
Zuo Jia had the potential to be a good wife and mother.
After drying her hair, Zuo Jia dragged Fu rongting to the bed. She was actually too embarrassed to sleep with him, but she couldnât bear to let him sleep on the cold floor.
In order to prevent Zuo Jia from falling off the bed, Fu rongting slept on the outside, while Zuo Jia slept on the inside of the tent.
The bed was not big, so no matter how much Zuo Jia shrank back, her back could still touch Fu rongtingâs back.
With such a close distance, Zuo Jia couldnât fall asleep no matter what.
She wanted to turn over, but that would mean that she would touch Fu rongting again. She laid on her side, and when her body was about to stiffen, Fu rongting turned around and pulled her into his arms.
Zuo Jia was shocked and pushed him away.âFu rongting!â
âYes.â
Fu rongtingâs voice was light and emotionless, but Zuo Jia felt that his body was very hot, like a small stove.
âDonât be soft-hearted next time. Itâs easy to get into danger sleeping in the same bed with a man. Be more heartless and let him sleep on the ground. â
He held Zuo Jia in his arms and moved his arms to make her more comfortable. He said softly, âDonât be afraid, I wonât do anything. I just want you to have a good sleep. â
Zuo Jiaâs heart was beating like a drum. She couldnât fall asleep when he was holding her like this, okay?
She had kindly asked him to sleep on the bed, but he had said it.
Zuo Jia bit her lip and thought to herself,ânext time, Iâll just let him sleep on the ground!â
The night passed, and Fu rongting really did nothing. He was a gentleman, and Zuo Jia had fallen asleep in his arms.
His arms were very warm. It was winter, and the weather was cold, but Zuo Jia felt warm all over.
After getting out of bed, Zuo Jia felt a little awkward and did not dare to look Fu rongting in the eye.
However, she soon realized that Fu rongtingâs expression was indifferent, as if he had only hugged a piece of wood to sleep last night.
Zuo Jia tried to comfort herself by deceiving herself and herself. She would just treat it as if she was being hugged by a piece of wood.
After having a simple breakfast, Fu rongting drove Zuo Jia to the airport.
There seemed to be no reluctance to part at all, only relief.
As Zuo Jia dragged her suitcase and boarded the plane, she secretly made up her mind that she would never come here again, and she would never see Fu rongting again.
Fortunately, Fu rongting was a gentleman, or else who knew what would have happened last night!
Zuo Jia returned home in the falling snow. She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the villa, looking at the vast expanse of white outside the window, and suddenly thought of Fu rongting.
The winter climate in city W was warm and it rarely snowed. City K was even colder than city W, so he wondered if it was snowing now.
Would he still go to sleep after a shower without drying his hair?
Perhaps, he couldnât even sleep because of the mission?
Fugitives would not run around in broad daylight. They would usually escape at night when they could not see clearly.
Zuo Jia thought for a while and suddenly smiled.
It seemed that it was not bad to make another friend. At least, her mind would not be filled with Lou Ziling.
Zuo Jia had returned to work in the government. With her father, Zuo Yan, as the mayor, her daily work had been quite smooth, and no one had made things difficult for her.
However, what made her feel troubled was that she had many suitors.
After working for less than a week, bad news came from home.
Zuo Jiaâs grandfather, Xi Guohua, was in critical condition due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. The hospital had issued a death notice and asked the family to prepare for his funeral.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Xi Ying cried herself unconscious a few times. When Zuo Jia arrived, there were already many people in the room with Xi Guohua.
Xi Yingâs eyes were red and swollen. She held her fatherâs hand with one hand and wiped away her tears with the other.âDad, Jiajia is here to see you. Donât you like her the most? Youâre the one who gave her her name. Quickly open your eyes and look at her!â
Zuo Jia couldnât believe that the thin old man lying on the bed was her grandfather!
Half a month ago, she had seen him. He was in good health, wearing glasses and working at the table. He was in good spirits!
At that time, he was still trying hard to match her with Fu rongting, and he loved to make fun of them.
His hearty laughter was so clear!
Zuo Jia stepped forward and held Guohuaâs other hand, tears streaming down her face.ââGrandpa, itâs Jiajia. Grandpa, wake up. Donât scare me, okay?â
Perhaps this was the granddaughter that Guohua loved and worried about the most. Hearing Zuo Jiaâs voice, he, who had not opened his eyes for three days, slowly opened them.
It took him a while to recognize the girl in front of him. She was the girl he had loved since he was young.
He wanted to raise his hand to stroke his granddaughterâs head, but after trying several times, he couldnât raise his hand.
âJiajia, be good, donât cry â¦â
His voice was so low that it couldnât be heard, but Zuo Jia heard him.
This was the most common sentence he used to coax her.
Her grandfather had always treated her as a child who had not grown up. When they were eating, he would say,âgood Jiajia.â When they were drinking water, he would also say,âgood Jiajia.â Every time he visited her, he would happily say,âmy Jiajia is the best.â
Zuo Jia couldnât help but cry out,âGrandpa, get well soon. I donât want you to lie down like this. I donât like it!â
She had been obedient since she was young and was not afraid of injections. She rarely cried, and Guohua had never seen his granddaughter cry like this.
In his anxiety, he finally raised his hand.
His fingers didnât listen to him as he wiped Zuo Jiaâs tears. âDonât cry, donât cry. Grandpa is fine â¦â
It took a lot of effort for him to speak, and he didnât have much strength left after saying this. After a while, he fell into a deep coma again.
Zuo Jia and Xi Ying were lying on the bed, crying so hard that they almost passed out.
Zuo Yan and a few officers who came to visit Xi Guohua were watching from the side, their eyes slightly red.
After a while, Fu rongtingâs grandfather, Fu Sheng, and father, Fu Wan, both came to visit Xi Guohua.
Fu rongting was not here. He had yet to complete his special mission and could not leave without permission.
Fu Sheng went up to Guohua and called out to him, but he did not respond.
âLittle Ying, Jiajia, donât cry.â
Fu Sheng patted Xi Yingâs shoulder and touched Zuo Jiaâs head. His voice was heavy.âElder Xiâs condition isnât too good. Send him to the intensive care unit first. Iâll definitely get the best doctor for him!â
Guohua had already had one surgery, but the results were minimal.
Fu Sheng discussed with the team of doctors in the Army Hospital and asked for Xi Yingâs opinion. They decided to operate on him again.
Guohua woke up on the day of the surgery.
This time, his mind was very clear, so he immediately began to make arrangements for his funeral.
His daughter, son-in-law, granddaughter, and his good comrades were all by his side. Guohua was very pleased.