The Actor’s Ex-wife

Chapter 21

This is the legendary "Dr. Zhao".

 It does not occupy much space in the plot of the original book, and even the description of his appearance is omitted. In Jian You's memory, Zhao Zijun, who was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, was handsome and had a gentle smile on his lips. He was a gentle and elegant man. But it was this man who shed a tear in front of Jian You's tombstone after she died in a car accident.

"Miss Jian." Zhao Zijun nodded slightly towards her, with a faint smile on his handsome eyebrows. Even though he already knew the identity of this person, he still insisted on calling Jian You this way.

“Miss Jian looks good today.” Zhao Zijun came over and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Jian You had already had breakfast and came from the restaurant. Although this man did not have the unique good looks of Shen Xiao, his elegance and gentleness made Jian You feel relaxed and comfortable.

"Really? It's all Dr. Zhao's credit." Jian You replied with a smile and sat quietly on the sofa opposite Zhao Zijun. She lowered her head slightly and pursed the corners of her mouth. She could see the fine down on her cheeks under the sun, which was soft and peaceful.

But today's Jian You is undoubtedly something Zhao Zijun has never seen before. Even sitting quietly like this, he can see the bright light shining in her eyes, and there seems to be some so-called optimism and cheerfulness in her eyes.

This seems to be somewhat different from the condition described by Shen Xiao... However, it is too early to make a conclusion now.

 Sister-in-law Zhou took the medicine box sent by Dr. Zhao's assistant from outside the door and came in from the outside.

"My wife slept very well last night. She didn't take any tranquillizer before going to bed." Mrs. Zhou put down the medicine box and went to pour water for Zhao Zijun, with a smile on her face.

“Miss Jian, please stretch out your hand.” Zhao Zijun opened the medicine box and took out some medical equipment. Jian You thought he was taking a pulse, but later she found out that he was taking his own blood pressure.

The advanced Omron blood pressure monitor was wrapped around her wrist. Jian You frowned slightly as she watched her thin arm being tightened tighter and tighter.

"Low pressure is 50, high pressure is 100. Miss Jian's low pressure is still a bit low. Do you feel any discomfort at ordinary times?" Zhao Zijun said, already putting away the things, his soft fingertips lightly touched Jian You's pulse, which was cold. Feel. Her wrist was so white that it was transparent, and the blue and red blood vessels could be seen at a glance, but every time Zhao Zijun touched it, he always felt that the life inside was full of decadence.

 But today is very different.

"I don't feel uncomfortable, it's just that people get tired easily." Jian You thought for a while and answered pertinently. Such a body that could collapse when the wind blew was obviously not conducive to her ability to leave the Shen family and work alone in the future. At this time, Zhao Zijun's hand had not yet moved away from Jian You's wrist. His eyes lit up after hearing these words. You must know that this was just his routine question. Jian You had never even answered this question before. Or lower your head and say cautiously: "I'm not sick, I really am not sick."

"Ms. Jian's body is a little weak. She should eat more and participate in some light aerobic exercise to help strengthen her body." Zhao Zijun's handsome eyebrows suddenly showed a smile, which was obviously a sign that his depression was getting better. Signs, at least she is willing to communicate with others.

Jian You nodded. In fact, the sunshine is just right now. It is indeed a good choice to enjoy the sea breeze on the swing in the yard or take a walk around the small flower garden in the yard. However, she has just eaten now!

 “Okay, I understand, thank you Dr. Zhao.”

 After checking her body, Jian You got up and saw Zhao Zijun out. She stood under the rose wall at the door and watched his car leave.

 Zhao Zijun watched in the rearview mirror as Jian You's slender figure became smaller and smaller, until finally only the flower wall behind her was left, with the flowers in full bloom.

He stubbornly called her Miss Jian, but he also knew clearly that she was already married and was a truly rich lady. However, she was not happy, but the person who was supposed to give him happiness did not cherish this opportunity.

 This is such a helpless and embarrassing fact.

The car turned a corner, and the shadow of the villa was no longer visible in the rearview mirror. Zhao Zijun dialed Shen Xiao's phone, "Mr. Shen, your wife is in good health and her depression is easing. As long as she can participate in more rehabilitation training, I believe she will recover soon."

Shen Xiao on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and after a moment he said, "Really? That's the trouble, Dr. Zhao. Let's talk about my wife's condition in detail some other time when I'm free."

 Does the diagnosis result seem to be different from the actual situation? Shen Xiao frowned, remembering the wind and rain, lightning and thunder last night, and Jian You standing in the living room with a blank look on her face, saying: It's raining, it's thundering, it's time to collect clothes...

Although I dare not doubt Dr. Zhao's professionalism, Shen Xiao's face darkened even more when he thought of that scene.

 (End of this chapter)