Adjusting the temperature of the (hot) water, Ruan Yu carefully helped Song Huaijin to sit in.

"Be careful, don't touch your back again." Ruan Yu advised.

The warm (hot) water touched the bruises on his back that had not faded, making Song Huaijin slightly stinging and frowning. However, it was only for a moment, and soon Song Huaijin was once again accustomed to the temperature and envelopment of the (hot rè) water.

Afraid of hurting him, Ruan Yu bathed him very gently.

Let Song Huaijin enjoy it again.

After washing, he dressed Song Huaijin and walked out of the bathroom door, only to find that Secretary Zhao was already waiting outside the door.

I don't know when she came, how long she waited, as soon as Ruan Yu came out, she only saw a somewhat ambiguous and embarrassed smile on Secretary Zhao's face, and a slight red on her face.

Ruan Yu: "......"

She felt that Secretary Zhao should have made up something in his brain that should not be made up in his brain to reveal such a table (情qíng).

But it's also like being Secretary Zhao, and taking a bath with your boss and lady...... I don't know what my brain makes up yet.

With a calm face, Song Huaijin was helped back to lie down on the sick (bed chuáng), and Ruan Yu looked at Secretary Zhao and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Only then did Secretary Zhao put away the table on his face (情qíng).

"The president, Mrs. Madame's design draft, the group's executives and designers have read it, and they all agree that Madame's design is well-deserved as the main design of this (Spring Chūn) season trend conference. That is, now that Madame's injury has not healed, everyone is very worried, and they are afraid that they will be tired of Madame. So they made a suggestion, saying yes, the designers all come to the hospital, listen to the command of the lady, and help the lady? When Secretary Zhao said this, he looked at Song Huaijin with a faint admiration in his eyes.

She used to be like everyone else, she just thought that Madame's (love ài) was good embroidery.

As a result, now, when Tian Ying's designer was injured and the designers in the group couldn't come up with particularly good design works, Mrs. came to such a design, which she and no one expected.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. is usually quiet and inconspicuous, but she is better than anyone else.

Now it's not just the designers in the group, it's just everyone in the group, and they're going to become Mrs.'s little fan brothers.

Such a look made Song Huaijin feel another kind of ironing in his heart.

Although I am not looking at him, I am not worshipping him, but I am worshipping his wife! It's even happier than being looked at like this by others.

Turning his head and looking at Ruan Yu's somewhat tangled face, Song Huaijin didn't think much about it, and opened his mouth directly: "Don't go to the hospital, I'll be discharged from the hospital and return to the company in a few days." ”

If the designers all come to the hospital, it will definitely be inconvenient for him and Ruan Yu.

Especially, in front of so many designers, do you really want to design something yourself? But I don't know how to design, so I can draw it for them in person. and can't let Ruan Yu design in front of them, so it will become "Song Huaijin, the president of the Song family, has amazing design ability".

Then he is not the president, is he majestic? What about Ruan Yu's design in the future

How can she kill her own piece of the world?

However, Song Huaijin's words surprised Ruan Yu and Secretary Zhao at the same time.

"No, your injuries haven't healed." Ruan Yu disagreed very much, and without thinking about it, she opened her mouth to oppose it.

Secretary Zhao didn't dare to refute directly, but he also frowned, with a look of disapproval, and said euphemistically: "Yes, madam, (body shēn) body matters."

"I'm fine, I'm ready to be discharged."

However, after speaking, I saw Ruan Yu and Secretary Zhao still looking unconvinced and disappliving.

"Don't be pushy." In front of Secretary Zhao, Ruan Yu didn't have much to say, nor did she have too many expressions. But the meaning of the words is still disagree.

How can people who often have to feed themselves even food, and who have to help wash their own baths, be discharged from the hospital?

Song Huaijin: "......" Did he pretend to be sick too much in front of Ruan Yu before, so now he proposed that he could be discharged from the hospital and became "reckless"?

Stretching out his hand, Song Huaijin pressed the service bell on the side.

They don't believe their own words, so they should always believe Zhao Xunyu's words, right?

So, when Zhao Xunyu rushed over, nodded at Ruan Yu and Secretary Zhao, and said something like "Ruan Yu is indeed no problem when he is discharged from the hospital now", the two of them were dumbfounded.

"Are you sure?" Ruan Yu asked again.

Zhao Xunyu nodded: "I'm sure." Judging from the examination a few days ago, his injuries are indeed not a major problem, and he can be discharged from the hospital, and it will not affect his daily life at all. Just be careful not to collide. ”

As soon as "Ke ......" said a word, Ruan Yu reacted suddenly.

In that case, a few days ago, Song Huaijin looked weak and couldn't hold the dishes and chopsticks and had to feed himself, was he pretending to be sick? No, it can't be said to be sick, he was already sick, but now it's not as serious as he looks, so he ...... Are you pretending to be weak?

Ruan Yu's eyes went back and forth on Song Huaijin (身shēn) several times, but in the end, Zhao Xunyu and Secretary Zhao were still here, and didn't say anything. Just nodded, "That's good." ”

Only then did Secretary Zhao relax and breathe a sigh of relief.

Madame (身shēn) was about to heal from her wounds, and she was of course overjoyed. Especially now, after bowing down under the design drawings of Mrs., I am even more happy from the bottom of my heart.

"I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

"Okay." Secretary Zhao nodded in agreement.

After saying a few more words, he turned around and left the ward, preparing to come back tomorrow and go through the discharge procedures for Song Huaijin.

Song Huaijin looked at Ruan Yu's face and eyes, and was inexplicably a little weak.

Instead, he turned his head to the other side, and as soon as Secretary Zhao left, he changed to a more comfortable standing posture for Zhao Xunyu, and was a little impatient: "Why don't you leave?" ”

Zhao Xunyu leaned against the wall, holding his hands (chest xiōng).

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, "Why can't I stay here, I haven't stayed with Xiao Yu enough." Isn't it, Xiao Yu, we haven't seen each other in a long time, right? After saying that, some (sāo) threw a wink at Ruan Yu, trying to get Ruan Yu's attention.

Ruan Yu: "...... We don't

Did you see it yesterday when you came to do your rounds? ”

"One (day) is gone, like every other three autumns." Zhao Xunyu put his hands on the mouth of the (chest xiōng) and made a Xi Shi holding (chest xiōng) shape.

Ruan Yu: "......" This is really like a cold joke,

Song Huaijin blackened his face, but in the end he didn't hold back, and spit out two words from his mouth: "...... Get out! ”

Zhao Xunyu was not angry, and said a few words to Ruan Yu with a smile before leaving slowly.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell Ruan Yu: "Pay attention to your body and rest, don't tire yourself too much." Song Huaijin's face turned black again.

As soon as Zhao Xunyu left, Ruan Yu moved his gaze back to Song Huaijin (身shēn).

"So, you can eat by yourself and even get out of the bed and go to the toilet by yourself?"

She still remembers that Zhao Xunyu said just now that Song Huaijin (Rirì) is living a normal life, and it is no problem to take care of herself.

(End of chapter)