Chapter 686: : Dating (Tue / Wed)

Jiang Hao was busy setting up his new home, bought new sheets and bedding in the mall, bought various foods, drinks, cigarettes, cigars and various alcohols, bought fruits, and finally bought a typewriter. Most importantly, he rented There are no cars in the United States.
After all this was done, it was already afternoon. Jiang Hao drove to Kangnai Hospital, 32 beds on the 5th floor. Jiang Hao saw Mr. Sharman who was still asleep with his eyes closed.
There was a female nurse sitting next to it, looking leisurely with a book. Jiang Hao pushed in the door, and the female nurse stood up immediately, "Sir, are you?"
"Hello beautiful nurse, I'm Mr. Sharman's friend. I came to visit him, hasn't he awoke yet?" Jiang Hao asked with concern.
"Yes, I've been in a coma," said the nurse.
"Does the doctor know what the condition is?"
"No reason can be found. The doctors have used all the available methods. His indicators are all normal, that is, lethargy. It is really strange, like a sleeping beauty." The nurse shook her head and said.
Jiang Hao walked over and stood in front of Shaman. His body blocked his right arm intentionally or unintentionally, separating the nurse's eyes. "He looks very peaceful and his breathing is even ..."
Jiang Hao said. The silver needle in his hand was quickly pierced around Mr. Sharman's neck. Jiang Hao turned his head and said to the nurse, "He doesn't look sick."
"Doctors think so too," said the nurse.
Just then, the door of the room was pushed open again, and a woman took a seven or eight-year-old boy to walk in quickly and saw Shaman lying on the bed, exclaiming, "Oh my god, Li Look! "
The woman screamed, walked quickly to the bed, reached out and grabbed the man's hand, "Licha, what's wrong, I shouldn't leave you."
Jiang Hao looked at the woman and confirmed that it was Shaman's wife, Helen. Helen was sad for a while, and when she saw Jiang Hao in the room, she asked curiously, "Sir, are you?"
"I'm Mr. Sharman's friend, a writer, Jon Hall." Jiang Hao smiled at Helen.
"Hello Mr. Hall,"
Helen turned to look at the nurse after asking, "Where is the doctor? I want to inquire about Richard's condition and when will he wake up."
The nurse just wanted to speak, and at that moment Richard Shaman on the bed suddenly moved, slowly opening his eyes and muttering, "I seem to hear Helen's voice, am I dreaming ..."
The people in the room were startled, and immediately looked at the patient on the bed. At that moment, Sharman opened his eyes and saw his wife and children, the nurse and Jiang Hao. He asked a little confused: "I am Are you dreaming, Helen, shouldn't you and Li Qi be traveling by the sea, and where are I now? "
Helen grabbed Shaman's hand, put it on his face, and looked at her husband distressedly, "Licha, you finally woke up. It really worries me. I heard you fainted, so I rushed with Li Qi Come back, God bless you, you finally woke up. "
"I shouldn't leave you alone in Manhattan. You worked for a year. We should go on vacation together. You also have the right to enjoy vacations and take care of yourself."
Sharman is still a little unclear. So, "Did I faint? I don't know."
"Li Cha, you must be too tired." Helen said distressed.
Richard Shaman listened to his wife's caring words. They were warm in heart. They had been married for seven years. The two had lived the rules of life. They had long lost their passion. It seemed that everything was so ordinary and normal.
"No, it's our man's responsibility." Sharman said with a smile.
This is the doctor who has been called by the nurse. The doctor examined Sharman, looked at Sharman's pupil, listened to the heartbeat with a stethoscope, and said, "Everything is OK, but I suggest you observe it again one night and tomorrow. Discharge. "
"Doctor, what is wrong with me?" Sharman asked.
The doctor pondered for a moment and said with a jerk: "Human body is like a car, which keeps running forward, but sometimes, this car should also be stopped to refuel and maintain it, otherwise it will be down Is it possible that you are right, Mr. Sharman, so I suggest that you can try to quit your job and refuel this car for maintenance. "
Sharman nodded to the doctor and turned to look at his wife, Helen, and said, "Maybe I should follow your advice. I want to ask for leave from Brandy, and then our family will go on vacation, go to the beach and go to the beach for a walk."
Helen embraced the man, and the two were together.
Their son Li Qi also applauded happily, shouting, "Dad, can you build a sand castle with me?"
"of course can."
...
Looking at this scene, Jiang Hao felt really touched. In fact, the so-called seven-year itch and ten-year sorrow are mostly because the life was too ordinary, making the couple feel boring, and at the same time the contradictions in the marriage were piled up. The problem.
The biggest problem in marriage is often the difference in the concept of the husband and wife, the inability to merge, conflicts, conflicts, indifference, lack of warmth and anger in the family, and after facing enough disappointment, they are facing divorce.
Seven years of itching and ten years of pain are not a single person's problem. To pass this stage, both parties need to work together, communicate more, show more love, don't restrict each other too much, keep your own circle of friends, and don't treat marriage as yourself. The only spiritual sustenance slowly passed this stage.
When you get old, you will find that you can't move, just make up for it, and don't want to divorce.
Now look at the Shaman family. Is n’t it great? After the coma, the couple realized that each other needs and should give more care to each other and the family. If they want to come, they will go through seven years of itching and be happy. live together.
This is the perfect ending.
At this time, Mr. Sharman finally noticed Jiang Hao and greeted Jiang Hao in surprise: "Mr. Hall, are you there?"
"Yes, I came to see you. I didn't expect you to wake up. It was great." Jiang Hao said.
"Thank you for coming to see me. We were still talking about that novel. It was a good story. Be sure to write it out. I want to pay royalties ..."
"Richard!"
Mr. Sharman had just said here, Helen called her husband in a somewhat annoyed tone, "Licha, I think you need to rest. This is the doctor's advice."
Jiang Hao smiled and said, "I'm here to see you today. We shouldn't talk about business. Mrs. Sharman is right. You should rest and relax. Well, Mr. Sharman. We have a chance to talk. Goodbye."
"Okay, bye."
Jiang Hao left the ward and drove into the door of Shaman's apartment. He didn't enter Shaman's house again. He managed to recover in the morning. He didn't want to mess up.
At this time it was evening, and the color of the sky had turned black. Jiang Hao stepped on the stairs directly and stood in front of Monroe's door.
"Oh!"
Jiang Hao knocked on the door three times.
"Who?"
There was a girl-like voice from Monroe.
"It's me, Jon." Jiang Hao said.
"Slam, slam, oops ~~" There were several sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, accompanied by a woman's scream.
Not long, the door was opened, and Monroe stood at the door with all kinds of charms. "Hi ~~ Jon, you are here."
"Just ~~"
"It was just fine, the fan just dropped to the ground." Monroe said quickly.
"Do you need my help?"
"No, everything is fine."
Jiang Hao looked at Monroe up and down, wearing a white suspender dress, exposing white shoulders and arms, and a deep groove in the middle, which always attracted the attention of men.
Stunner,
Born stunner.
She is too easy for men to secrete hormones.
There are thousands of beautiful women in the world, and their beauty is different. Monroe's beauty is not in appearance, but in her smile that can stimulate men.
Women have softness, fēngsāo, holiness, and pity, but Monroe is a word, throw it down, throw her directly, then pamper her.
"Then we start now?" Jiang Hao said.
"Okay."
Jiang Hao raised his hand, Monroe gave a smile, and stretched out his hand and placed it in Jiang Hao's hand. Jiang Hao took her down the stairs.
When he came to the car, Gentleman Jiang Hao opened the door of the co-pilot. "Thank you." Monroe sat sideways and lifted his legs into the car. Jiang Hao closed the door of the co-pilot.
The car started. At this time, the lanterns were on the stage, and the streets continued to flow. The nightlife in New York began. Crossing a few streets, the car stopped at a famous French restaurant. Jiang Hao gave the doorman a dollar tip and led Monroe away. Into the restaurant.
"I have an appointment, Jon Hall." Jiang Hao said to the waiter who greeted him.
"Yes, sir, you are at table 10." The waiter led Jiang Hao and Monroe to table 10. Jiang Hao opened a chair for Monroe. After Monroe sat down, Jiang Hao sat in his place and inadvertently watched. Then, the waiter's eyes glanced at Monroe's ditch, and then quickly retracted.
No man can resist her charm.
Jiang Hao opened the menu and snorted, and said to Marilyn, "Are you ordering?"
"No, you can order it. I'll eat everything." Monroe said with a reserved smile, holding her menu.
The real reason was that she couldn't understand French on the menu.
Jiang Hao glanced over and said to Monroe with a smile, "How about fried steak?"
"Yes." Monroe smiled.
"What about foie gras?"
"Yes." Smile again.
"Sweet chocolate cake for dessert ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Can you get another pudding?"
"Okay."
"For soup, come with milk soup ..."
After the order was over, the waiter left, Monroe smiled at Jiang Hao. She felt that the man in front of him was really considerate. He should have seen that he didn't know the menu, but pointed out to him and asked for his opinions.
The lighting in the restaurant is soft, and there is a special pianist playing soothing music next to the table. The two people eat happily and talk about topics such as music and acting. The meal was very enjoyable.
"Where shall we go next?" Monroe asked.
"Maybe we can go around Broadway to see if there is a suitable theater performance, and then go to the cinema to see a movie. More shows and movies are also good for performance." Jiang Hao said.
"Okay."
Such a date, Marilyn feels very happy.