In the study, Chi Yeche sat blankly alone, with the diary left by Ruoning in front of him.

He reached out and gently opened the diary. Over the years, Chi Yeche rarely took the initiative to open it, because every time he looked at it, endless memories would flood into his heart.

If the memories are too beautiful, the reality will be crueler. Ruoning is no longer by her side, and she will never be by her side again...

On the title page of the notebook is Ruo Ningjuan's beautiful handwriting.

[This diary will only record the stories between me and him.

He is my most beautiful, first love.——Xu Ruoning]

"Knock, knock," there was a sudden knock on the study door, pulling Chi Yeche back from the abyss of memories.

After closing the diary, he opened the cabinet next to the desk and put it in. Chi Yeche said in a low voice: "Come in."

Fang Ye walked in with hot isatis root and placed it in front of Chi Yeche.

Chi Yeche took a sip and asked, "Where is she?"

"Miss Qiao should have taken medicine and taken a nap."

"Well, I understand."

Fang Ye bowed slightly and left the study.

As soon as Fang Ye left and closed the door, his cell phone rang on the table.

Glancing at the caller ID on the screen and seeing Jiang Yueqing's name, Chi Yeche frowned but answered the call.

"Hello." Chi Yeche's voice was short and impatient.

"Che, didn't you come to the company today? I came to see you but the front desk said you weren't here."

"I have something to do." Chi Yeche said as he suddenly felt his throat felt a little itchy. He wanted to hold it back but coughed lightly.

Even though he covered his mouth with his hand, the sound was not very loud, but it still reached the ears of Jiang Yueqing on the other end of the phone. "Che, are you sick?" Jiang Yueqing's voice was full of worry.

"No."

"I heard you coughing. Are you seriously ill? Are you in the hotel now? I'll go see you."

"No need. I'm fine." Chi Yeche refused in a cold voice and changed the subject without any trace: "Why are you calling?"

Jiang Yueqing knew that Chi Yeche definitely didn't want her to go see him, so she didn't bother anymore because she was afraid that Chi Yeche would hang up the phone. "My brother will fly back to the United States tomorrow afternoon. I want to ask you if you have time. Let's eat together."

a meal."

"I have a meeting tomorrow." Chi Yeche turned it down without thinking.

Hearing Chi Yeche's words, Jiang Yueqing felt sad even though she had already thought that he would reject him. "Since you have something to do, I won't disturb you."

After sleeping until it was time to eat, Qiao Ximo's appetite at night was better than at noon, maybe because his health was better, and he ate two bowls of rice in one go.

After dinner, Fangye picked up the doctor and made sure that Qiao Ximo's fever had subsided.

Chi Yeche frowned when he saw the doctor taking out the medicine bottle: "You still want an injection?"

"Yes, although the fever has subsided, it still needs to be strengthened. After all, the fever reached 40 degrees yesterday." The doctor said, taking Qiao Ximo's hand and preparing to give her an injection.

In fact, Qiao Ximo was very afraid of injections. When she saw the doctor preparing to give her an injection, she quickly closed her eyes and did not dare to look.

Today the doctor called the shelf and hung the medicine bottles on it.

"I'm really sorry. I forgot to bring the stand yesterday. Sir, it must have been very hard for you to lift the medicine bottle for an hour or two."

After hearing the doctor's words, Qiao Ximo gently opened her eyes and looked at Chi Yeche in surprise.

Chi Yeche knew that Qiao Ximo was looking at him and deliberately did not look away.

The doctor... meant that Chi Yeche helped her lift the sling bottle for an hour or two yesterday? Would he be so kind?

Chi Yeche did not answer the doctor's words but said to Fang Ye: "Send the doctor back."

"Yes." Fang Ye responded and gestured to the doctor and the two of them walked out of the room.

"Call me when the medicine is almost finished." Chi Yeche said and turned around to leave.

Qiao Ximo looked at Chi Yeche's back and wanted to say thank you to him for helping her get the sling bottle yesterday, but then she thought again, if he hadn't yelled at her to get out, she wouldn't have had a fever and needed an injection. Pink lips

She pursed her lips tightly, but those two words were still not uttered.

The hand that gave the injection was his left hand. In his right hand, Qiao Ximo took the unfinished novel that was lying beside the bed, and also took the English dictionary over.

When Qiao Ximo opened the dictionary when he encountered a word he didn't know, he discovered that many pages in the dictionary had notes written in neat and strong handwriting.

Qiao Ximo didn't expect that Chi Yeche was a hard worker when she was young. At least she didn't have so many notes in her books.

Seeing that the medicine was almost finished, Qiao Ximo picked up the phone and dialed Chi Yeche's number. As soon as the call came through, he said: "The medicine is finished." Then hung up the phone.

In less than ten seconds, the door to the room was opened. Chi Yeche walked up to Qiao Ximo, glanced at the medicine bottle that was almost finished, and squatted down.

Holding Qiao Ximo's soft and delicate hand, Chi Yeche quickly helped her pull out the needle and pressed the mouth of the needle with a sponge.

Looking up, I saw Qiao Ximo frowning. She seemed to be afraid of injections.

The low voice seemed to have a touch of solace. It sounded so scary on weekdays, but now it made Qiao Ximo feel at ease. "The needle has been removed. There will be no injection tomorrow."

Qiao Ximo opened her eyes slightly but just lowered her eyes.

"Then you rest." After saying that, Chi Yeche stood up and left Qiao Ximo's room.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Qiao Ximo was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone.

He reached out and fumbled vaguely for his cell phone on the bedside table. He held it next to his eyes and opened his tired eyelids, only to see Qiao Daye's name displayed on the cell phone.

Qiao Ximo answered the call and put the phone to her ear.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"Xi Mo, dad is back to China now. We just got off the plane. If you can come, please come over in an hour."

After hearing Qiao Daye's words, Qiao Ximo quickly sat up from the bed: "Okay, I'll be there later."

After hanging up the phone and throwing the phone aside, Qiao Ximo changed into a set of simpler-looking clothes, washed up, and hurriedly prepared to leave the room.

Hearing footsteps coming from upstairs, Chi Yeche, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper, raised his head when he knew it was Qiao Ximo coming down.

Finding that Qiao Ximo was not wearing home clothes but looking like she was getting ready to go out, she couldn't help but frown: "Where are you going?"

Qiao Ximo didn't expect Chi Yeche to stay at home today. Didn't he need to go to the company?

"Dad just called to say that he has returned to China, and I want to go back to see him."

Qiao Ximo originally thought that Chi Yeche would agree as before and ask her to come back before dinner. Unexpectedly, Chi Yeche just shook the newspaper and said coldly: "You are not allowed to go."

Because of Chi Yeche's three words "Don't go", Qiao Ximo's footsteps froze in place.
Chapter completed!