When Mrs. Zhao saw Zhao Jindong coming back, she smiled and said, "I'm back so early today."

"He is going to New York on a business trip tomorrow," said Mrs. Chen. "I guess I'll clean up this afternoon and take a break."

"I was talking about this two days ago, but I forgot it." Mrs. Zhao said: "Do you still pack your luggage yourself and ask us for help?"

"No need." Zhao Jindong said and looked at Song Chen. Seeing that Song Chen was sitting there without movement, he handed the umbrella in his hand to Chen Sao, and went upstairs first.

He was the most independent son of the Zhao family since he was a child. He always packed his luggage on business trips. He packed his suitcase and saw that Song Chen had not cleaned up yet, he came downstairs.

As a result, as soon as I walked downstairs, I saw Zhao Xinzhi.

Zhao Xinzhi hasn't come back for a long time. Since he left home last time, he has almost no news. Except for Zhao Yun just mentioned him once, no one in his family mentioned him.

He went downstairs to say hello to Zhao Xinzhi and said, "Brother is back."

Zhao Xinzhi said "yes" and his face was very bad. Mrs. Zhao said with some concern next to her: "Go up and take a break first. It's the weekend. You can take a good rest at home these two days."

Mrs. Chen helped Zhao Xinzhi upstairs. Song Chen said to Zhao Jindong: "Brother is sick."

"What disease?"

"I don't know. I heard that I just came back from the hospital, and we don't know."

"It's okay, he has always been strong." Mrs. Zhao said.

But she has always been strong and is now hospitalized due to illness, so it is even more worrying. Mrs. Zhao hesitated downstairs for a while, and after Mrs. Chen got downstairs, she went upstairs.

Zhao Jindong sat down for lunch, and Song Chen asked him: "Do I want to go upstairs to see my elder brother?"

"Whatever you want." Zhao Jindong said.

Song Chen didn't know what his sentence meant, because these three words can have two completely different meanings.

Zhao Jindong probably realized it and said, "Then you go up and take a look and see what the disease is."

Song Chen went upstairs. Zhao Jindong felt that his back looked weird, he walked very slowly, and his body looked a little awkward.

Wang's mother put down a plate of dishes and said, "Xiaochen seems to be uncomfortable."

Zhao Jindong asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"I took a morning slept, and Meng Shi came to see him and he didn't get up. He didn't eat much lunch, and his face looked a little tired."

After hearing this, Zhao Jindong thought Song Chen was really uncomfortable.

The main reason was that he didn't do anything last night, he just focused on his upper body, and he didn't really do anything to Song Chen. Song Chen is not a delicate person, so why can't he get out of bed?

It would be normal for Song Chen to not get out of bed when he really picked up his gun.

"Didn't you ask him?" he said.

Wang Ma said, "I asked, he said he just didn't sleep well. You look good and look energetic."

Zhao Jindong coughed and said, "I have had a good rest recently."

"I also feel that the Near East has been brighter recently." Mrs. Chen chose to speak for many reasons: "You will feel refreshed when you are happy."

Zhao Jindong smiled faintly and lowered his head to drink the soup.

This is the first time Song Chen has come to Zhao Xinzhi's bedroom. Compared with his and Zhao Jindong's bedrooms, Zhao Xinzhi's bedroom is full of the smell of a bachelor, with a cold style, simple furniture, and the room is smaller than theirs, because Zhao Xinzhi hasn't come back these days and the room is spotlessly cleaned.

Mrs. Zhao was sitting beside the bed and was helping Zhao Xinzhi tuck the quilt. Zhao Xinzhi said: "How old I am, don't worry about me."

"No matter how old you are, it's a child." Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Xinzhi with a little distress, but didn't know what to say.

She knew why Zhao Xinzhi became like this, and she was angry and heartbroken.

When he noticed that Zhao Xinzhi looked behind her, he looked back, and then saw Song Chen standing behind her and said, "I'll take a look at my elder brother."

Mrs. Zhao was soft-hearted and stood up and said, "Then you can talk to your elder brother."

She turned to look at Zhao Xinzhi and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll let Wang Ma and the others make it for you."

"I don't have much appetite, I just want to sleep for a while."

Mrs. Zhao stood up, patted Song Chen on the shoulder, and went out.

Song Chen was a little embarrassed and stood in front of the bed and looked at Zhao Xinzhi.

Zhao Xinzhi looked at him, his lips moved, and finally said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

After saying that, he smiled bitterly and said, "You won't worry either."

"Why don't I worry? You are my eldest brother." Song Chen said.

Zhao Xinzhi said: "I don't want to hear this. If you have nothing else, go out."

Song Chen said: "What disease did you have? Have you recovered?"

"Love-sickness." Zhao Xinzhi said: "You can cure it, can you cure it?"

Song Chen inserted his hands into his pocket, frowned slightly in his temples, and said, "It seems that it's not a serious illness, so I'll feel relieved."

He said as he turned around and was about to leave. Zhao Xinzhi said behind him, "Don't worry, do you still have the heart?"

"No more," Song Chen said, "My heart is given to Zhao Jindong."

He himself felt that his words were quite ruthless. However, Zhao Xinzhi was desperate and he felt that he could not apply heavy medicine.

After saying that, he looked back at Zhao Xinyi's eyes. Zhao Xinzhi's face was indeed haggard and ugly, and said, "Xiao Chen..."

He called out very gently and powerlessly, and could hear love. If it weren't for Zhao Jindong, he would probably be moved.

Song Chen pursed his lips and said, "I hate men who are going to die the most. Don't do this, you should cheer up quickly. Song Chen is not the only one in the world of flowers. Sooner or later, you will understand."

After saying that, he went out, but opened the door and saw Mrs. Zhao outside.

Mrs. Zhao is actually listening to the wall.

She glanced at Song Chen with an expression of "It turns out that I didn't love you in vain".

Before Song Chen could close the door, a pillow was hit, which hit his calf. Mrs. Zhao bent down and picked it up, and said to Zhao Xinzhi inside: "I think you are cured of illness and have the energy to throw things!"

After she said that, she threw the pillow into the room and closed the door.

Zhao Xinzhi was a bit abnormal. He didn't dare to treat Song Chen like this before. He was like a traitor to Song Chen in the words of Mrs. Zhao.

Only by being doting, I will never say a harsh word to him, let alone smash him with something.

Although it was a soft pillow.

"Don't worry about him," said Mrs. Zhao: "Aren't you going to the United States with your second son? Have you packed your luggage?"

"not yet."

"Then go and clean up quickly." Mrs. Zhao said.

Song Chen went back to his room.

But he went back to the room not to pack his luggage. He quickly went to the bathroom, unbuttoned his shirt and looked at his chest. I wondered if it was a psychological reason, but he actually felt even more swollen and had just walked.

It’s all because of the anger that Zhao Jindong is so blaming!

He tied the buttons of his shirt and just tied it up, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and he suddenly found a solution.

He can use a bandaid to put his nipple on and his head up.

Song Chen felt so smart.

I won’t be afraid of the clothes getting worn soon after I put them on.

So he immediately took out the bandaid and posted it, and then put it on one. After applying it, he buttoned it up and looked at the kiss mark on his neck. This time he leaned down and his collar could cover it.

After packing up, he did not go downstairs and went to the study to write a novel.

I slept all morning this morning and did nothing, which was a waste.

After lunch, Zhao Jindong came up and went to New York tomorrow. Asked by the agreement, Song Chen wanted to go with him. However, he didn't pack his luggage in the afternoon. Zhao Jindong went to the study and asked, "Are you not going?"

"Can't go." Song Chen said while sitting in front of the computer.

Zhao Jindong was stunned for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Chest pain." Song Chen said coldly.

Zhao Jindong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's true or false."

"Do you want to see?" Song Chen said as he was about to lift his clothes.

Zhao Jindong said: "Let's take a look."

Of course, Song Chen wouldn't really show him, he didn't have that open as much as he could.

Zhao Jindong said: "Don't think wrongly, I'll just take a look. I didn't hear you crying out yesterday."

When Song Chen heard this, his brows stood upside down: "No? Are you deaf?"

Zhao Jindong was a little uncomfortable with him suddenly becoming so powerful.

Did you shout? He had no impression. His brain was congested by Song Chen's bite and three tremors. He just wanted to make him react more intensely, so he didn't care what he said.

“Is it serious?”

"What do you think," Song Chen said: "I can't even wear clothes, and it hurts when I walk."
To be continued...