I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 82: Time always erases something.

I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 《你是男的我也爱》Ni Shi Nan De Wo Ye Ai
I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 82: Time always erases something.

After the annual holidays, the company was back in a busy mode, with new product promotions and campaigns leaving no time for rest for the entire PR department. An-Ziyan's frequent absences were greatly taken advantage of by Manager Cui, and although Mr. Wang didn't say anything to An-Ziyan, the other General Managers had some opinions. So they asked the department they were in charge of to drag the information that An-Ziyan needed.


Mai Ding has a deep feeling of a leaky house, but isn't that how life works? Sometimes the pain doesn't stop just because it's given to you once. Mai Ding anxiously persuaded himself that his resilience was poor, that he felt his frustrations coming back to his mind, and that he often had headaches for no apparent reason Insomnia at night and weakness in the limbs all day long.

He didn't want to tell An-Ziyan that now was not the time to add to his troubles in vain, but An-Ziyan soon noticed. As soon as he got home from work, An-Ziyan asked directly, "What's wrong with you lately." He actually asked himself such a question, didn't he know? Don't they live in the same space?

"Nothing."

"Really?"

"There's really nothing."

"I want to hear the truth, Mai Ding."

"I... I just have a bit of a headache, it's nothing important, it's a minor problem, just rest." Mai Ding still said honestly, An-Ziyan frowned and stopped giving Mai Ding the chance to speak, pulling him down the stairs. Mai Ding stumbled as he was dragged down the stairs, "Where are we going?"

"Hospital."

"I didn't"... An-Ziyan stared back at Mai Ding, there was something indescribable in his eyes and Mai Ding could feel the tug of his own hand was pushing like it would crush his wrist at any moment, and An-Ziyan asked grimly, "Are you trying to make me lose even you?" He didn't wait for an answer but pulled back downstairs, and Mai Ding looked at An-Ziyan's back and thought to himself: The trauma has blinded An-Ziyan through his grandfather.

Mai Ding, who was sitting in the car, tried to prove to An Ziyan that it was only minor anemia. An-Ziyan said nothing and kept a cold face that An-Ziyan's expression softened after a few tests.

The doctor, in front of the computer and prescribing medication, said: "It's caused by stress and lack of sleep, remember to go to bed early and relax, don't think about it too much and keep a healthy routine." Mai Ding nodded on the surface, but in his mind he thought, "I wouldn't have come to the hospital if I'd just gone to bed earlier and relaxed," he said.




You'd have to have a bag ready when you went to the hospital because you'd receive a lot of medication for whatever disease was found. Mai Ding stuffed his medications hard into his clothes bag and each bag went up to full, and he took out his phone and tried to search the internet for the price of each drug to see the disparity between how much.

"What the hell are you thinking all by yourself?"

"Hasn't work been pretty rough lately?" Mai Ding didn't mention the gentleness of An-Ziyan.

"What's it to you?"

"I'm an employee of the company too." Mai Ding was still looking it up on his phone, and when he typed the name of one of the pills in the locket online, he saw that it showed the result that the drug was prescription drugs, a type of sleeping pill. Mai Ding has only seen sleeping pills in movies, especially in some European and American movies where the melancholy-looking hero drinks them down before going to bed. He'd always thought sleeping pills were something far away, but now he felt like a movie hero, with his sensitive nerves and complicated mind and need sleeping pills to fall asleep.

"An-Ziyan, it's a sleeping pill." His tone was actually showy as if he had acquired something very literary, and he shook the drug, "Do you know what that means?"

"It means the doctor thinks you're hopeless and wants you to take sleeping pills and kill yourself."

As people came and went in front of the hospital, Mai Ding stopped, ignoring a passerby rushing by who bumped his shoulder, he just stood there motionless, the only thing left of the body that had been pressed to pause was a fiery heartbeat. Had he just been sarcastic and mocking him? An-Ziyan noticed that Mai Ding wasn't following and turned back, scolding, "What are you crying like a fool for."

The scars always fade. Mai Ding's An-Ziyan is back.

I really don't want to admit that I'm so happy to be scolded by you that I'm crying, is there something wrong with me? I don't want your tenderness.

When Mai Ding's illness was known to his colleagues, not only did he not receive care, but he was derided. Fan Shaojun crossed his legs and tapped on the keyboard, "Yo, your illness is really delicate, a nervous disorder, I think it's an endocrine disorder."

"I think it's kidney failure."

"You guys put more thought into your work!" Mai Ding said with dissatisfaction. Feng Feimeng flipped through the papers helplessly, "What can we do, because a few of the old bosses upstairs want to make An-Ziyan suffer, and now it seems like we're being isolated, just look at the gloating faces of that group of people." The group of people Feng Feimeng was referring to were Manager Cui and his subordinates.

"Is it that bad?"




Guo Ping nodded seriously, "We have the closest relationship with the marketing department, they can't do anything without us and we can't leave them, for promotions like this one, if they don't get back to us with their market research, we can't go ahead with it, the General Manager has hinted at it. Even Zhu Qiang can't do anything about it, he's not the only manager in the marketing department." Hearing Guo Ping's words, Mai Ding got depressed again, An-Ziyan is almost unable to advance in the company, those dead General Managers, bullying me and that is okay, but now they are even bullying An-Ziyan, An-Ziyan doesn't care to stay in this shitty company, there's plenty of room for him at his own family’s company, Mai Ding's heartbeat for An-Ziyan. He frowned and bit his pen, forcing his brain to think fast.

Coming out of the office, An-Ziyan tapped his fingers on Mai Ding's desktop, "You come with me." Before Mai Ding had time to ask, An-Ziyan had already walked out, and he hurried after him.

"Where to?"

"Don't talk too much, just follow."

After looking around to make sure no one was there, An-Ziyan walked into the stairwell, and Mai Ding got nervous, guessing that An-Ziyan had brought him here was he going to sneak in on the 18th floor and kill the General Manager? He didn't go upstairs, but downstairs, and by the time he reached the 5th floor, there was a man waiting for them, Cao Chengyi, who was holding a document. He handed it to An-Ziyan and left without saying anything. Mai Ding was confused and followed An Ziyan upstairs again, couldn't help but ask, "What is he holding?"

"Market Research Report."

"No!" He finally understood why Cao Chengyi pretended not to know An-Ziyan well at the company. An-Ziyan's spy! Mai Ding sized up An-Ziyan's back, it was horrible, when did he plan this. In order not to offend the devil, Mai Ding begged, "You're so good at your work, so you can’t be afraid of not getting the marketing department's documents later."

An-Ziyan nasally laughed in shame, "I'm not just doing it for that stupid reason."

"What reason could that be?"

"Think for yourself." An-Ziyan knocked the document over Mai Ding's head. Mai Ding thought again, if it wasn't for this unexpected incident, An-Ziyan wouldn't have needed to specifically get the information from Cao Chengyi, so what exactly was it for?

"I can't think of any."

"Luckily I didn't get my hopes up about your IQ."

"Then why did you ask me to guess!" Mai Ding nuzzled up his mouth in displeasure, An-Ziyan shrugged, and Mai Ding relentlessly pursued again, "What is it?"

"For the future, I'm going to put Cao Chengyi in the position of marketing General Manager."

Is the devil trying to steal workers?

One question knew the answer, another question came up, why did An-Ziyan specifically bring him here, he'd kept it all to himself for so long. There was no need to tell himself that either. His question was quickly answered by An-Ziyan's next words.

"I see you have time to worry about me, or worry about your own intelligence, and don't forget to take your medication on time for lunch."

Evil guy, it's not that easy to cure me, you'll have to love me more!










~ I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 (Sequel) ~



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