Ye Jiaoyu looked at Jiang Yunran with a complicated expression: "Mr. Jiang, there are so many employee regulations, in fact, not everyone can abide by them, such as you, can you do not violate any of them?"

Jiang Yunran was inexplicable: "I drafted this issue of employee regulations, which are mainly used to restrain some unhealthy behaviors of employees, as for me...... I don't need to comply. I'm the President. ”

Ye Jiaoyu: "......"

Gan.

Capitalism of all evils.

She began to sympathize with Jiang Yunran's employees.

Song Dusheng came back with water, Ye Jiaoyu hurriedly took it and took a sip, and finally felt that the smoking throat felt better.

Probably because he was ridiculed by Jiang Yunran, Song Dusheng didn't say anything more, "You go back first, I'll take care of it", just moved a stool and sat down by Ye Jiaoyu's bedside without making a sound.

One left and one right, like two door gods.

The scene was awkward.

Ye Jiaoyu, who was sandwiched between Song Dusheng and Jiang Yunran, was even more embarrassed, and felt that the atmosphere was about to explode.

"What are you...... Why don't you go back and rest?"

"Mr. Jiang, I don't worry that you are here alone. Song Dusheng's eyes were as soft as water, "I'll just stay here and take care of you." ”

Although Jiang Yunran didn't speak, his expression was clearly written, in case he left, I don't know what kind of mess Ye Jiaoyu would cause with his body.

Ye Jiaoyu silently shrunk into the quilt, and hugged herself weakly and helplessly.

She originally thought that in the second half of the night, one of Song Dusheng and Jiang Yunran would insist on leaving first, but on the contrary, these two people were the same as if they were on the bar, and neither of them left.

In the end, the first person who couldn't stand it was Ye Jiaoyu.

The anesthetic has worn off.

Just after a minor operation, the wound that was stitched up began to hurt, and at first Ye Jiaoyu could still bear it, endure it, and couldn't help it.

It really hurts!

She was lying on the bed biting the quilt and rolling over and over, after all, what she was wearing now was the identity of the male protagonist, an indifferent and ruthless domineering president, not to mention, Song Dusheng was still on the side, if Song Dusheng saw it, the character design would not be shattered? !

Ye Jiaoyu buried her head in the quilt and burst into tears.

Suddenly, the quilt she relied on for survival was suddenly lifted, Ye Jiaoyu was startled, and she looked up and met Jiang Yunran's face with a trace of impatience.

"Are you jumping in bed?"

Ye Jiaoyu looked at him aggrievedly, and tried her best to lower her voice: "I'm in so much pain—it hurts—"

At this time, it was already three or four o'clock in the morning, Song Dusheng was lying on the side of the bed and fell asleep, Ye Jiaoyu was afraid of waking her up, so she didn't even dare to move.

Against the moonlight, Ye Jiaoyu couldn't see Jiang Yunran's expression clearly, she only heard Jiang Yunran "tsk", put the quilt on her head, and dropped two words: "Wait." ”

Within a moment, Jiang Yunran came back with a bag of medicine, poured out two pills and handed them to her, and said succinctly: "Painkillers." ”

Two pills, one for pain relief and one for sleep.

Ye Jiaoyu fell asleep in a daze, and when she opened her eyes again, the sky was already bright.

There was only Song Dusheng left in the ward, and when she saw Ye Jiaoyu wake up, she was full of surprise: "Mr. Jiang, you are finally awake." ”

Ye Jiaoyu looked around and asked, "Jiang ...... What about Miss Ye?"

Song Dusheng's laughter suddenly became a little light: "Miss Ye went to the company early this morning, saying that she had something to deal with...... Mr. Jiang, I have a saying...... I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

Something like this that I don't know what to say or not to say is generally something I shouldn't say.

Ye Jiaoyu smiled dryly: "You say." ”

"After all, Miss Ye is the daughter of the Ye family, and she is not an employee of the Jiang family, so isn't it good to let her enter and leave your office freely?"

Song Dusheng glanced at Ye Jiaoyu's face as she spoke, "I didn't mean to say that Miss Ye was bad, I just felt that if this continues, it will inevitably cause some bad effects in the company......"

Bad effects?

Ye Jiaoyu numbly remembered that the front desk lady who opened her mouth before was "happy newlywed", which was indeed not very good.

But if Ye Jiaoyu really wants to deal with the daily work of the Jiang family, Ye Jiaoyu can't do it.

Ye Jiaoyu beat her spirit: "Okay, thank you Twilight for reminding me, I'll pay attention." ”

Song Dusheng knew very well what it meant to say three points, and immediately changed the topic obediently: "Mr. Jiang, you slept all night, you must be hungry now, I'll go downstairs to buy you something to eat?"

Ye Jiaoyu didn't know that before she woke up, the wound had been called by Jiang Yunran, and the nurse had been injected with another painkiller anesthetic, but she felt that her injury didn't hurt anymore, her legs didn't tremble, and Jiang Yunran was not here, her mind began to come alive again.

If you don't go to the plot at this time, when will you have to wait!

"Twilight, didn't I hear you say before that you're good at cooking?"

Ye Jiaoyu stared at Song Dusheng affectionately, "I want to eat the porridge you boiled yourself." ”

Song Dusheng's face turned red, and his clear eyes were a little shy, and he didn't dare to look at the marrying Ye Jiaoyu: "But, Mr. Jiang, my house is far away from here, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back for a while......"

"It doesn't matter. ”

After all, Ye Jiaoyu has passed through so many worlds and witnessed countless pairs of male and female protagonists entering the palace of happiness, and the love words naturally come as soon as they open their mouths: "As long as you think of being able to eat the food you cook, no matter how long the wait is, it's worth it." ”

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, I will not let you down. ”

Song Dusheng responded, turned around and left the ward, Ye Jiaoyu rolled around the quilt, feeling that it was really not easy.

With an injury, she has to take the plot instead of the male protagonist, and now a conscientious employee like her, where else can I find it!

However, after Song Dusheng left for only half an hour, Ye Jiaoyu regretted it.

There is no other reason, Ye Jiaoyu is...... Really hungry.

She covered her gurgling stomach and deeply realized that whether it is a plot or a heroine, it must be established under the condition of having a full stomach.

Moreover, as far as it seems at the moment, Song Dusheng has made up her mind to cook a good meal for her, and it will take two hours to leave.

Finally, Ye Jiaoyu couldn't bear it anymore, she put on her clothes, and planned to go downstairs to take a look and buy something to eat.

Anyway, it's just a cushion, and Song Dusheng shouldn't be able to see it.

Ye Jiaoyu got out of bed with this idea, and as soon as she pushed the door open, she suddenly bumped into the person who was about to come in outside the door.

Jiang Yunran's face was not good: "What do you want to do?"

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang ......"

Ye Jiaoyu complained bitterly in her heart, didn't Song Dusheng say that Jiang Yunran went to deal with work, why did he come back again?

This isn't Jiang's time to get off work?!

"I'm me, I'm just going out and buying a breakfast ......"

"It's half past ten, buy breakfast?" Jiang Yunran raised her eyes, glanced at the empty ward, and asked her, "Where is Song Dusheng?"