Chapter 1021

"It's nothing, just feeling a bit uncomfortable." Lan Mei pretended to be calm and smiled lightly, then turned and walked toward the bedroom. Zhao Desan didn't believe her words at all. Her face was pale, and even walking looked very weak. How could this just be feeling a bit uncomfortable? He followed her to the bedroom. After Section Chief Lan sat down, he sat down beside her and asked with a worried face: "Section Chief Lan, what exactly is going on? What happened to you? Why is your complexion so bad? Tell me quickly."

Seeing Zhao Desan's anxious and worried appearance, Lan Mei turned her head slowly and said with a weak tone: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, do you... do you really want to know?"

Zhao Desan nodded decisively without thinking: "Mm, what exactly is going on? Section Chief Lan, tell me quickly, okay?"

Lan Mei didn't speak. She bent down, opened the nightstand drawer, took out a hospital test sheet, and handed it to him with her head lowered. Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment. After taking it and looking at it, his head buzzed. It turned out... it turned out that Section Chief Lan didn't lie to him last time. She was really pregnant, pregnant with his child, but... but this was a diagnosis before an abortion, and the date showed yesterday afternoon. It turned out that Section Chief Lan had an abortion yesterday afternoon, so she didn't come to work today. Zhao Desan understood completely. I don't know why, but a sense of guilt suddenly rose in his heart. He lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Section Chief Lan, I'm sorry."

Lan Mei knew that Zhao Desan would definitely blame himself after knowing the truth, but this matter was not his fault alone. She also blamed herself for being a woman who had been lonely for so long and couldn't withstand Zhao Desan's temptation and teasing, so she had that kind of relationship with him. She blamed herself even more for not stopping him from shooting into her body when she could clearly feel that Zhao Desan was about to shoot, just for the sake of the climax after shooting into the depths of the flower stamen. "Comrade Xiao Zhao, it's fine, this matter is not your fault. On the contrary, I should thank you. Because it was you who let me know that I am a complete woman, and I can also get pregnant. It turns out that the unhappiness in marriage was not caused by me, but by Fang Jun's own problem." Lan Mei comforted Zhao Desan, who was trapped in self-blame.

"Section Chief Lan, even if... even if you don't blame me, you should have told me when you went to the hospital, let me accompany you. Why did you... why did you go alone without saying a word? It must have been very painful, right?" Zhao Desan slowly raised his head and looked at her with a self-blaming face. After all, this was not the first time a woman had an abortion for someone else. When he was in Yuyang, Bai Ling, a temporary worker at the Coal Bureau, had an abortion for him once. At that time, he saw with his own eyes that there was half a bucket of blood-water mixture under the abortion bed, knowing that such a surgery had a great impact on a woman's body.

"I was afraid of affecting your work. If I didn't go to work, and you weren't there either, others would definitely suspect our relationship. Anyway, I'm already a divorced woman. Even if I don't care about how others look at me, I can't affect you. Comrade Xiao Zhao, you are still young, and your work ability is strong. You also have a cousin with great power as a backer. Your future is very bright. I don't want to delay your future." Lan Mei said with a weak tone and a distant smile on her face.

Section Chief Lan being so considerate made Zhao Desan blame himself even more. Just like what she said that day, she wouldn't pester him, wouldn't affect him, and she really did it. "Does it still hurt there now?" Zhao Desan looked at her with heartache and asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, just a bit numb. Mainly because I lost a lot of blood, my body is a bit weak, and I have no strength all over. Nothing else." Lan Mei gave a distant, light smile and forced a smile: "Alright, don't talk about this. Why did you come directly without working in the afternoon?"

"I heard your voice was very weak, Section Chief Lan, and I was very worried, so I couldn't care about anything and rushed back directly." Zhao Desan said, "If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have known you had such a big surgery, Section Chief Lan."

Lan Mei smiled weakly and said: "It doesn't matter, just recovery is a bit slow. Rest for a few days and it will be fine. By the way, Manager Zhang of Lin Construction Company came to get the commencement report and planning procedures today. Did you give it to her?"

"Not yet, I asked her to come and get it tomorrow." Speaking of Zhang Hui, Zhao Desan's expression looked slightly panicked, whether because of guilt or self-blame.

Lan Mei gave an "oh" and slowly lay down on the bed: "I'm a bit tired. Comrade Xiao Zhao, you've already seen me, and now you know I'm fine, so hurry back to work. Don't delay your work."

"I want to accompany you for a while longer, Section Chief Lan." Zhao Desan carefully pulled the quilt over and helped her cover it carefully, saying.

Seeing that he refused to leave, Lan Mei deliberately glared at him with the usual bewitching eyes, and her tone began to question him in an unfriendly way: "Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'll be angry."

Seeing that Section Chief Lan was angry, but understanding that she was acting for him to see, afraid of delaying his work, Zhao Desan got up and said: "Section Chief Lan, then I'm leaving. Rest well."

"Mm, hurry back to work properly. As long as you don't delay your work, I will be very happy." Lan Mei said weakly, watching Zhao Desan walk out of the bedroom.

When passing through the living room, Zhao Desan took the keys on the coffee table. After coming out of Section Chief Lan's house, he didn't return directly to the Construction Commission, but inquired all the way around the community, walked two stops to a farmers' market, and bought a very fat local black-bone chicken. Carrying it, he returned to Section Chief Lan's house. When he took out the keys and opened the door to go in, Lan Mei heard movement in the living room, so she climbed down from the bed in fear, picked up a glass cup as a weapon, walked forward with effort, and opened the bedroom door, only to see Zhao Desan in the living room, but with an extra black-bone chicken in his hand.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, you... didn't you go back to the unit? You... what are you doing?" Lan Mei looked at him blankly for a while and asked.

Zhao Desan put down the keys and turned his head to say: "I heard people say that black-bone chicken soup is very good for the body, so I went to buy one, preparing to stew some soup for you, Section Chief Lan, to replenish your body."

Lan Mei suddenly felt a warm current surging in her heart, looking at him dumbfounded, and didn't speak for a long time. After being married to Fang Jun for so many years, she had never eaten even a dish he cooked. She had only known this male subordinate in the unit for half a year, yet he wanted to carefully stew black-bone chicken soup for her to replenish her body. Although Lan Mei had a proud personality, she was also a woman. At this moment, her heart was extremely soft, and she was so moved that she didn't know what to say.

Zhao Desan expected that Section Chief Lan would have this reaction. Picking up girls was not a difficult thing for him at all. Under different environmental conditions, different methods should be adopted. His behavior just catered to the mentality of Lan Mei, a divorced woman who longed for a man's care. In this way, he captured her heart.

"Section Chief Lan, you go back to the room to rest first. I'll stew chicken soup for you, it will be ready in a while." Zhao Desan smiled lightly and said while carrying the black-bone chicken into the kitchen. He fiddled inside, spent nearly twenty minutes plucking the chicken feathers, took out the internal organs, washed it clean, stuffed it into the pressure cooker, and didn't know how much seasoning to put in, so he just put in some ginger, scallions, chicken powder, and all kinds of seasonings according to his feeling, sat on a chair on the side, smoked, and waited for the chicken soup to be cooked.

After waiting for more than half an hour, a thick meaty fragrance drifted out from the pressure cooker. Zhao Desan opened the pressure cooker, poked the meat with chopsticks, and found that it was already rotten. So he picked up a spoon impatiently, scooped up a little, pointed it with the tip of his tongue, and smacked it.

Although this taste couldn't compare to the restaurant's, it was still okay. So he said with some complacency: "Not bad." He took a bowl, filled it with a full bowl, picked it up, and just as he turned around, he suddenly saw Section Chief Lan standing at the kitchen door. In a panic, the soup in Zhao Desan's hand fell from his hand and poured precisely on his crotch. Because the soup just out of the pot was very hot, even in winter, the air was very cold, but it was not enough to cool the boiling hot soup. At this moment, Zhao Desan screamed in pain, immediately bent down and clamped his legs, protected his crotch with both hands, and was extremely painful.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, are you okay?" Seeing this scene, Lan Mei was also startled. She immediately ignored the faint pain in her lower body, squatted down, took away his hands, and didn't care about being shy. While saying: "Quickly take off your pants and see if you've been scalded!" she reached out and unbuckled his belt, pulling his pants down.

Zhao Desan felt that his treasure was like being roasted on fire at this moment, sending out bursts of heart-piercing pain like fire burning. He was sweating profusely, clamping his legs, and his whole body was shivering.

Lan Mei separated his legs slightly, only to see Zhao Desan's big treasure had been scalded red. Not only the big treasure, but his thighs were also red in two large patches. "Follow me into the room, I'll help you apply some medicine." Lan Mei ignored the weakness of her body, stood up, supported Zhao Desan with effort, and helped Zhao Desan, who was enduring the pain of unspeakable hidden suffering, walk into the bedroom, letting him lie on the bed carefully. Lan Mei found a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao for treating burns in the bedroom drawer, came over anxiously, and sat beside him. She didn't care about being shy, supported his thick and big treasure, and saw that there were already several blisters on it. Although it was still very big and thick, it had been scalded like a frost-beaten eggplant, soft and limp, completely without the past majesty.

Lan Mei applied medicine carefully. The more she looked at this thing, the more funny it was. Finally, she couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh. This made Zhao Desan feel a bit ashamed and red-faced, and he asked painfully: "Section Chief Lan, what... what are you laughing at?"