Fu Chen's face was cold and impatient, obviously thinking that she was talking crazy.

Yan Mu took out a diagnosis report from his bag, handed it over with his ID card, noticed Fu Chen's disgusted face, and handed the thing to Zhang's mother on the side.

"This is proof, President, I don't mean anything other than to give an explanation of what happened yesterday.

Because Fu's job is very important to me, please don't fire me. ”

That certificate was the mental illness diagnosis report issued to her by Jiang Wenyan before, which Fu Chen used to stimulate Du Yunqian at that time, and it was not a complete forgery.

Because she has been stimulated by the incident on the night she was five years old, she has been left with a psychological shadow, and she will lose control of her emotions when it comes to thunderstorms in the future.

Fu Chen's cold face changed slightly, because the sentence "Please don't expel me" made him dispel a little rejection, and he looked at the two things handed over by Zhang's mother.

The personal information on the diagnosis report is the same as that on the ID card, which does indicate mental illness.

So, it was true that she said those words yesterday because of a problem with her brain, and there was no reason for his weird feeling about her?

A trace of almost undetectable emotion flashed in his deep eyes, and he did not respond, only handed over the Chinese document in his hand.

Zhang's mother handed over the things to Yan Mu together, and when she looked at her, she felt a pain in her heart.

These two have finally come to this point, why did they come to this point again?

As if he was really just an ordinary employee, this time, Yan Mu's face was only flat and respectful.

She took the thing and bowed slightly, even if it was the cradle in front of her, she couldn't bear to look at it.

Turn around and walk out of the ward.

She could feel the gaze coming from behind her.

The man's voice on the bed suddenly sounded: "You say, we met?"

Her heart suddenly lifted, and the hand holding the document subconsciously forced, turned around, and spoke lightly and politely.

"Yes, I met you when I was in the company, but you were only standing in the middle of many employees, and the president must not have an impression of me. ”

His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he really shouldn't be impressed.

But when we met for the first time yesterday, I had a weird feeling, but it seemed that I wasn't so strange to her.

His gaze just swept over that face, and he said coldly: "There is a problem with a document, you take it, and I will change it again." ”

"Okay. Her heart was already beating wildly, but her face was just normal, approached, and handed over the documents again at a polite distance.

The man on the bed took the things, didn't look at her again, and said softly: "Sit down." ”

Even though she tried her best to restrain her emotions, her voice changed slightly: "Okay, thank you, president." ”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, so close that she could even smell the familiar smell of him.

The smell was reassuring, but it was more like a magnet, attracting her uncontrollably wanting to get closer, a little closer.

Emotions wander on the verge of spiraling out of control.

And yesterday he was immediately pushed into the intensive care unit because of what she said, looking pained.

In the end, she just secretly clenched her fingers in the palm of her hand, and did not make any transgressions.

The silence of the room was so quiet that she could hear the sound of a pen slicing across a document, and the clear heartbeat that fell to her ears.

In the cradle behind him, the baby, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly let out a cry.

She almost habitually "soared" and stood up, turned around, and saw that the baby had been held in Zhang's mother's arms, and then suddenly reacted.

hurriedly turned around and wanted to sit back, but happened to meet the burning gaze of the man on the bed who looked straight at her.

The emotion in that gaze was not the same anger as yesterday, this time, it was more like a hint of inquiry.

She "chuckled" in her heart, but in the end she restrained her emotions, and explained with a smile and some embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, but my own baby is about the same age, and I just heard the cry and I was conditioned. ”

His gaze still fell on her face, his eyes were deep, and there seemed to be deep emotions in them, but they were not at all incomprehensible.

It was only a moment, and the person on the bed withdrew his gaze, and handed her the Chinese document with an indifferent expression.

The voice was cold: "Take it back." ”

"Okay. She bowed slightly, her fingertips twitching.

He turned around and left the ward, almost deserted.

One more second, and she didn't know if she could control herself.

Zhang's mother held the baby in her arms, and couldn't help but lose her mind for a while, looking at the thin back that turned away.

Until the man's voice sounded on the bed: "Know her?"

Zhang's mother reacted suddenly, and even her face turned a little pale, and she quickly shook her head: "I don't know, young master, is this young lady from the company?"

Fu Chen's eyes fell on the baby, and he spoke: "Bring Xingyun over." ”

Zhang's mother regretted it in her heart, she shouldn't have looked at Yan Mu more just now, she was a little flustered, and hurriedly hugged the baby in front of Fu Chen.

The man's big palm gently brushed over such a delicate little face and landed on the baby's eyebrows.

The baby's fleshy little hand stretched out and grabbed one of his fingers tightly.

Zhang's mother was still uneasy in her heart, and she didn't dare to say a word.

A cold voice suddenly sounded: "The child I am carrying, this eyebrow seems to be a little like me." ”

A fine cold sweat seeped out of the corners of Zhang's mother's forehead.

After all, it is a biological child, and it is normal to say that it looks like, but the baby is still so young that it is still almost impossible to see.

The young master's words today seem a little strange, is he suspicious of something?

Those cool eyes suddenly slowly fell on her face, and there was some coldness in her voice: "Mother Zhang looks very hot?"

Zhang's mother's hands under the swaddling clothes were trembling, holding the baby, and the sweat on her forehead could not be wiped off, so she could only shake her head.

"No, it's not hot, young master, I just washed my face. ”

The corners of the man's lips hooked up a sneer, and his gaze fell back on the immature little face, and his complexion returned to coldness.

Why did he bother with that useless thought?

Not to mention that he can't know that woman, even if he really knows, even if he is married, so what?

To put it bluntly, whether it is a woman or a marriage, it is just something insignificant.

After a brief knock on the door, Uncle Zhou walked in and reported respectfully.

"Young master, the formalities and itinerary have been prepared, and I will fly to New York the morning after tomorrow, and the hospital there will be ready to pick up. ”

Fu Chen turned on the computer to prepare the meeting materials, and responded in a cold voice: "Hmm." ”

Because the injury is more complex and injures the brain, it will require a long period of recuperation.

This one goes abroad and settles for a few years.

Night soon fell, and outside the window of the ward, a strong light flashed, and a rumbling thunder sounded.