The scars are gone?

W-What's going on?!

Ling Zimo suddenly sat up, and halfway through his sitting, his body instinctively stiffened, because he knew that it would hurt.

Halfway through sitting, the expected pain didn't come.

Ling Zimo: ......

There was no need to look in the mirror, Ling Zimo also knew that his movements and expressions at the moment must be very stupid.

Mirror?

Yes, yes, he wants to look in the mirror.

The bruise on his arm, he may have misremembered the location, but there were too many bruises on his face, and the pain of the severe blow to his face was still fresh in his memory.

"Get me a mirror!"

Ling Zimo sat up straight silently, and his movements were slow throughout the process.

Obviously, he was still instinctively afraid of pain. However, when he sat up, there was still no pain.

This made him more and more agitated.

Although Huang Changmao didn't understand what his president was thinking, as a qualified personal assistant, he would do whatever he said as the president.

As for whether it is right or not, it is not something he has to consider.

Soon, Huang Changmao borrowed a mirror from the nurse, well, the kind of high-end makeup mirror with its own light.

Ling Zimo snatched it from his hand, holding the mirror and aiming it at his face.

The mirror is so clear that even the pores on his face can be seen clearly.

"Nothing?"

Ling Zimo saw his fair and smooth cheeks, and both eyes were about to pop out.

He stretched out his other hand and stroked it over his face.

No bruising, no redness, no bleeding...... Nothing!

It's as if the beating just now hadn't happened at all.

For a moment, Ling Zimo had to wonder: Uh, did he have a nightmare?

He, he wasn't beaten at all?!

But why is that dream so real?

Really made him feel afraid from his bones when he saw "Annina" at the moment?

Ling Zimo doubted himself, and his brain was in chaos.

Huang Changmao looked at Ling Zimo's face, and when he saw that he was uncertain, he said cautiously, "Mr. Ling, are you uncomfortable?"

Ling Zimo didn't squeak.

Huang Changmao seemed to think of something, and said tentatively: "By the way, Mr. Ling, the doctor said that you hurt your head and had a slight concussion, so your brain may be a little confused——"

He wasn't embarrassed to say that he was hallucinating, but that was what he meant.

Ling Zimo raised his head and looked at Huang Changmao fixedly-

So, he felt that he was violently beaten by "Annina", not really, but a hallucination after a severe brain injury?

"Why don't I get a doctor to give you a full body check-up?"

Huang Changmao was stared at by Ling Zimo, and he didn't dare to continue to say anything "hallucination", but said a relatively safe topic.

Sure enough, Ling Zimo's expression softened a little, thought about it, and nodded lightly, "Then check it again!"

By the way, there is also that important part of him, which should also be carefully examined.

He remembers as if he was hit in the part with a knee by "Annina."

That's how it should be, right?

Ling Zimo himself was not sure, so he looked forward to the results of the examination more and more.

"Yes, Mr. Ling!"

Huang Changmao hurriedly contacted the doctor, Ling Zimo is the owner of the hospital, VIP P, you can take a special channel, and you can do it at any time for check-ups and things, and there is no appointment at all.

In this way, Ling Zimo quickly completed a complete set of inspections.

The inspection report also came out in the shortest possible time.

Ling Zimo didn't fake his hands to others, he directly took a stack of reports and looked at them carefully.

There were no external injuries and no internal injuries.

There were no broken skins and no broken bones.

He Ling Zimo removed a bruise on his brain, and his whole person was extremely healthy!

Ling Zimo was completely messy.

Could it be that he was really hallucinating due to brain trauma?

"Mr. Ling, I see that you don't look very good, or stay in the hospital for a few more days. ”

Huang Changmao saw Ling Zimo, who exuded a cold aura all over his body, and he was also a little timid in his heart, but where his duty was, he still had the courage to make suggestions.

“...... All right. Ling Zimo sighed, he was indeed a little tired, so tired that he hallucinated, so he simply recuperated in the hospital for a few days.

"I want to accompany Zimo!"

Anne, who had been silent, suddenly jumped out to make a statement.

Huang Changmao looked at Anne indescribably, and he sighed in his heart: Alas, Miss An really loves Mr. Ling miserably, she has just been wronged by Mr. Ling, but she doesn't hold grudges at all, and she still wants to take care of Mr. Ling!

Ling Zimo shuddered violently, and his intuition told him not to leave "Annina".

But he is conceited and arrogant, he is used to being high on weekdays, and he will never allow himself to be "afraid" of a woman.

This woman is still a pitiful little who is teased and bullied by him every day!

If he confessed to her, then he Ling Zimo would not become a ridiculous waste.

Of course, Ling Zimo still had a thought in his heart, he wanted to test it to see if he was hallucinating or "Anina" was making trouble.

And if you want to experiment, you have to create an opportunity for two people to be alone.

"Whatever you want!" Ling Zimo thought in his heart, his face was still dragging and dragging, and he responded casually.

Hearing this "whatever you want", Anne acted as if she had heard some Buddha voice, excited and happy.

When Huang Changmao and his subordinates saw it, they shook their heads secretly.

Alas, they are really sympathetic and contemptuous of Miss An, and they really feel that the phrase "poor people must have something to hate" is really tailor-made for Miss An.

Huang Changmao was sighing, and suddenly received the eyes of his own president.

His heart tightened, and when Anne went to the nurse to ask about "nursing necessary", he withdrew a group of bodyguards, and then came to Ling Zimo's approach, "Mr. Ling, what do you command?"

Seeing Huang Changmao so upright, Ling Zimo was very satisfied.

He whispered.

"Pretend, pretend to monitor?" Huang Changmao's mouth opened slightly, "Even, even the bathroom has to be installed?"

The hospital is an upscale private hospital, and public areas are monitored 24 hours a day.

However, some more private places, such as patient rooms, bathrooms, etc., are not monitored.

Isn't the president of his own country the most concerned about his privacy, how can he take the initiative to ask for additional monitoring, or the kind of 360-degree high-definition, high-intelligence monitoring?

However, after working for Ling Zimo for a long time, Huang Changmao understood a truth: don't question the decision of his president, even if this decision is NC, oh no, no matter how strict it is, it must be implemented obediently!

Ling Zimo said in a deep voice, "That's right, you have to install monitoring! You also have to arrange a person to be guarded and monitored twenty-four hours a day!"

Huang Changmao hurriedly agreed, "Yes, I'll arrange it!"

Ling Zimo nodded, he was still very relieved about Huang Changmao's ability.

Sure enough, Anne's side had not yet returned from the nurses' station, and Huang Changmao had already handled everything according to Ling Zimo's request......