Withered Broken Ice Blue

Chapter 211 Jiang Huaixu is the protagonist of the cool novel

In the early morning in New York, the golden sunlight shines on the tall buildings, like paint painted with the city’s tears.

Chi Feiwan woke up from the bed and immediately felt the pain on her lips.

She slept very well last night, but now she feels a little dizzy, probably because she is not used to the weather in New York.

Chi Feiwan put on her coat and got out of bed. She remembered what Jiang Huaixu said last night, that the suitcases had been packed.

She opened the door and saw Jiang Huaixu sitting in the living room wearing a medical mask. He looked listless, with dull black eyes. There was a thermometer on the coffee table in the living room.

Chi Feiwan walked to Jiang Huaixu and touched his forehead, which was burning hot. "Do you have a fever?"

Jiang Huaixu raised his eyes to look at her, his voice a little hoarse, "Well, maybe I caught a cold last night."

January in New York is almost as cold as Beijing. It is still snowing outside, but Jiang Huaixu took a cold shower last night.

Moreover, he was still sleeping in the living room, so even though there was a fire burning in the fireplace, Jiang Huaixu couldn't avoid catching a cold and having a fever.

Chi Feiwan casually picked up the electronic thermometer on the coffee table and was shocked when he saw the number on the screen: "Don't you need to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Huaixu shook his head, "It's okay, I just took some medicine."

Chi Feiwan couldn't persuade him, so he had to go to the kitchen to pour him a glass of warm water, "But I just touched your forehead and it was hot. If you feel unwell, you must tell me."

Jiang Huaixu took the water and felt better after drinking it. "I'm fine, don't worry."

Chi Feiwan hadn't had breakfast yet. She walked to the refrigerator and opened it, but found that there was no food in it, only some carbonated drinks.

"..."

What a young master! He didn’t even buy any vegetables.

Not only were there no vegetables, there were no eggs either; even the most basic fried rice could not be made.

Since she couldn't cook, she would just cook noodles. However, Chi Feiwan looked around but didn't see any noodles. She couldn't help but ask Jiang Huaixu who was lying on the sofa: "Do you have anything to eat at home?"

Jiang Huaixu spoke weakly: "No meals, but snacks."

“Not even noodles?”

"It's just instant noodles. I never cook at home, so there's nothing at home. I don't need these."

Jiang Huaixu is a pampered young master, and learning how to cook is almost impossible for him.

The reason why Chi Yizi was able to do so was because he and Chi Feiwan had the same experience, and the dignity in his bones had been forgotten by him.

"Can we order takeout?"

Jiang Huaixu sat up with difficulty and looked at her in disbelief: "Chi Feiwan, this is abroad!"

He saw the disappointment flashing in Chi Feiwan's eyes and took a deep breath: "If you want to eat good food, I can have someone deliver it to you."

Chi Feiwan pursed his lips: "No, I can eat instant noodles."

"Please make me a bowl too."

"Is it not good to eat instant noodles when you are sick?"

"That's my body too." Jiang Huaixu lay back on the sofa, "I won't look for you when I die."

Chi Feiwan boiled some water and said, "If you come to me after you die, I will have to pay someone to exorcise the ghost for me."

"There's no shortage of money."

Sometimes Chi Feiwan admired Jiang Huaixu very much. He was still talking to her even when he was sick.

Jiang Huaixu is a patient. This time, Chi Feiwan did not argue with Jiang Huaixu. After all, he had to take the patient's feelings into consideration.

The water boiled quickly and Chi Feiwan put the dough into the pot.

After a while, two bowls of steaming noodles were served on the table.

Jiang Huaixu endured the discomfort and sat down at the dining table. Looking at the bowl of noodles in front of him that looked good, he felt a little excited.

Chi Feiwan handed Jiang Huaixu a pair of chopsticks and said, "Eat."

Jiang Huaixu took a bite and found it unexpectedly delicious.

He looked up at Chi Feiwan, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"Why didn't I realize you had this skill before?"

Chi Feiwan smiled and said, "If Jiang Huaixu doesn't know how to chat, then don't talk. Just shut up and eat your noodles."

If just a bowl of instant noodles can satisfy Jiang Huaixu, who has a picky appetite, then Jiang Huaixu can hardly be called a noble young master.

What's more, this bowl of instant noodles does not have any other condiments added, only the seasoning packet that comes with the instant noodles is used.

Instant noodles are delicious, but it is also true that they are unhealthy.

Chi Feiwan ate while checking the time on his phone: "When will you take me to see Big Brother?"

Jiang Huaixu sniffed: "I haven't contacted your brother yet."

"why?"

"I'm sick." Jiang Huaixu looked up at Chi Feiwan and said, "Chi Feiwan, can you tell me about a person who hates going abroad but can come all the way here to do something for Song Jinan? Maybe I can help you."

Chi Feiwan said disdainfully: "Do you have as many connections as Big Brother?"

Jiang Huaixu snorted coldly: "Chi Feiwan, my last name is Jiang. Do you think the Jiang family in Beijing is just a name?"

"Okay, then can you contact an authoritative doctor abroad?"

It turns out to be such a small matter.

Jiang Huaixu curled his lips: "Chi Feiwan, you underestimate me too much. If I don't even have this little network of contacts, how can I be worthy of the identity of the future head of the Jiang family."

As the future head of the Jiang family, Jiang Huaixu was naturally treated differently from ordinary people. Since he was a child, he had received the best educational resources from the Jiang family and enjoyed the highest treatment given by the family.

Jiang Daiyue's personal teaching and education of Jiang Huaixu were not limited to the imparting of book knowledge and academic skills.

On the contrary, he paid more attention to cultivating Jiang Huaixu's wisdom and leadership skills.

Therefore, in addition to daily academic tutoring, Jiang Daiyue also takes Jiang Huaixu to participate in various social activities to help him learn how to interact, communicate and cooperate with others.

At the same time, Jiang Daiyue will also assign some practical tasks to Jiang Huaixu to train his problem-solving and decision-making abilities.

Jiang Huaixu will have to face the treacherous business world in the future, and the knowledge Jiang Daiyue taught him includes Sun Tzu's Art of War.

He hopes that Jiang Huaixu will be able to deal with the conspiracies and tricks of competitors in the future, seize market opportunities, cope with challenges with ease based on what he has learned, and continue to expand his business empire.

Only in this way can the Jiang family prosper forever.

Chi Feiwan frowned. Can Jiang Huaixu really build his own career abroad within half a year?

Jiang Huaixu finished his last bite and said, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Chi Feiwan put his face close to Jiang Huaixu, frightening him so much that he immediately took out a napkin to cover his mouth. He coughed dryly: "What are you doing!"

"Can you contact an authority on lung surgery?"

"Is there something wrong with Song Jinan's lungs?"

Chi Feiwan shook his head: "It's not him, it's his mother."

Jiang Huaixu tapped the tabletop regularly with his fingers: "How many days of leave did you take?"

"I'm going back tomorrow."

Jiang Huaixu looked directly into Chi Feiwan's blue eyes: "I'm sorry, it's not that I can't help you, but I'm powerless. Even if you go to see your eldest brother, he can't do it."

"Why?!"

"First, the procedures for going abroad cannot be completed within one day; second, the hospital in China needs to be handed over, all of which takes time. You have to return to China tomorrow.

I guess Song Jinan's mother is not in good condition, otherwise you wouldn't take a week off and travel a long distance so close to the end of the semester.

Even if you use your connections in the end, can you guarantee that Song Jinan's mother can wait?

There is also the most realistic question, can Song Jinan afford so much money? Do you think those authoritative doctors will do it for free just for my sake? "

Chi Feiwan clenched his fists: "I have it."

Jiang Huaixu sneered: "The money you have is far from enough.

I can't help you solve the money problem, but hiring an expert is my last act of kindness.

Wanwan, I'm not a good person, you know that." Besides, Song Jinan is still his love rival.