Secretary Sun looked at He Zhaolan, who had not spoken for a long time in front of him, and his expression was becoming more and more cold, and said with some hesitation: "Mr. He? ”

"Huh?" He Zhaolan came back to his senses and nodded at Secretary Sun: "You continue." ”

Secretary Sun shook his head: "There's nothing left." In addition, it seems that Zhou Anan will not be able to go to work in the short term, should we transfer other people to the president's office. ”

"Look at you, if you can keep busy, you won't need it for a while." He Zhaolan pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I see, I'll watch and deal with it." Secretary Sun turned around and wanted to go out.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, He Zhaolan stopped her.

"Mr. He?" Secretary Sun turned around and looked at He Zhaolan inquiringly.

He Zhaolan didn't speak or move, his eyes stared fixedly at the corner of the desk, and only after a moment did he speak with a little hesitation: "You...... Inquire about which hospital Zhou An'an is in. As a colleague, it is also appropriate to go and see. ”

"Yes!" Secretary Sun smiled: "Don't worry." I discussed with Assistant Liang to visit her together. Zhou Anan is usually very popular in the company, and knowing that she is injured, many colleagues should visit her. ”

Hearing Secretary Sun say this, He Zhaolan frowned: "Don't let too many people go." She was recuperating from injuries and was constantly disturbed by people who were not conducive to her recovery. ”

"Yes! I know. Secretary Sun nodded. She thought for a moment and added, "Mr. He, there is one more thing to report to you." Zhou An'an's case seems to be a vicious injury incident, and when I called, the other party said that there might be a police officer coming to the company recently, and I hope we can cooperate. ”

"What?" He Zhaolan's face suddenly turned pale: "You mean, she was deliberately pushed down the escalator?" ”

"I don't know." Secretary Sun shook his head.

"Okay, you go first." He Zhaolan waved his hand irritably and sent Secretary Sun away.

After Secretary Sun left, He Zhaolan sat in the office for a whole afternoon, and he knew that his emotions were a little out of control. In fact, He Zhaolan couldn't tell what he was thinking now, worry, anxiety, doubt, and anger were mixed together, making him unable to sort it out.

Could it be that there has been too much stress at work lately, which has caused emotional stress? That's right! It must be so! He Zhaolan told himself that Zhou An'an's incident was just a fuse, and he had been under too much pressure recently, so some emotions were out of control, and that's it.

However, Zhou Anan is his employee, and it is normal for him to be a little worried as a boss. After all, he is not the kind of cold-blooded animal whose interests are paramount, and his own employees are injured, and he should not turn a blind eye to them......

Approaching the end of work, He Zhaolan moved his hand, which was a little stiff due to maintaining a posture for a long time. He picked up the mobile phone on the desk, found a number and dialed it: "Xuyang, it's me...... It's been a long time...... I want you to look it up for me......"

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When Qian Qian woke up, he found that he was wrapped up in a mummy. Probably because the hospital added a painkiller pump to her, she didn't feel that she was in any particular pain, but she really couldn't move.

She tilted her head slightly, and saw that the sky outside the window was dark, and she didn't know if it was dusk or dawn. It doesn't hurt too much, so it's probably nothing, right? Qian Qian thought optimistically, she felt a little tired, and fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.

When he woke up again, Qian Qian was woken up by pain. it! She cursed fiercely, she woke up just now and it didn't hurt, why did it hurt so much now! It hurts all over my body, it hurts! It hurts her! If it is confirmed that it is really Yang Yiyan who pushed her, she will definitely not be able to spare her!! Recalling the scene of his fall, Qian Qian gritted his teeth a little, and couldn't help but let out a soft snort.

"An An! Ann! You're awake! Where does it hurt? Zhou Pingping, who rested her head on the side of Qian Qian's bed, was instantly awakened, revealing her red and swollen eyes from crying.

"What time is it?" Qian Qian was a little confused, it seemed to be dark when she woke up before, and now it was still dark outside.

"Less than a little bit, you have been sleeping since you came out of the operating room, is there anything uncomfortable? Be sure to tell my sister. The doctor said you had a bit of a concussion, is it a headache. Zhou Pingping didn't dare to touch Qian Qian, just leaned on the head of the bed, and looked at her in the dim light through the corridor.

Looking at Zhou Pingping's obviously red and swollen eyes, Qian Qian was a little confused, could it be that he made a mistake in judgment, but he actually fell very seriously and almost hung up? ? Zhou Pingping: How much do you have to cry to turn your eyes into two peaches.

"Sister......" Qian Qian looked at Zhou Pingping and swallowed his saliva, and asked a little nervously: "What is my situation now, will I be in a wheelchair in the future?" "Don't blame Qian Qian for being nervous, she is in pain all over her body now, and she really can't tell where she is hurting.

"It's okay! No, it won't! Zhou Pingping looked at Qian Qian's expression, smiled, and fell a string of tears with his smile: "Don't worry, it's okay, your legs are fine, your cervical spine is fine!" There were a few broken ribs, but they were in place, and the doctor said they were easy to treat. Just ......"

Zhou Pingping looked at Qian Qian's eyes with some hesitation: "It's just that my right arm is broken, and my finger is also broken in two places, you ......"

"Oh!" Qian Qian breathed a sigh of relief and interrupted Zhou Pingping's words: "It's okay, I thought I was going to be in a wheelchair." Pretty lucky. ”

She actually knew Zhou Pingping's unfinished intentions, a broken finger and a fractured right arm, what this meant to a cellist, Qian Qian knew very clearly. But so what, she felt very lucky to survive......

Qian Qian looked around, she was living in an ordinary ward, and the patients in the other two beds seemed to be asleep, not affected by their movements at all.

"Sister, why are you still in the hospital?" Qian Qian lowered his voice and asked Zhou Pingping: "It's all one o'clock, hurry up and let your brother-in-law take you back, you can go back to rest so late, and you will go to work tomorrow." ”

"What do you say?" Zhou Pingping also lowered his voice: "How can you go if you are injured like this, sister, I will accompany the bed tonight, and my father will come for me early tomorrow morning." ”

"How's that going to work?" Qian Qian was suddenly a little anxious: "You have to go to work early tomorrow morning, you ......"

"I'm fine!" Zhou Pingping interrupted Qian Qian's words: "Don't nag anymore, if it weren't for me being the head teacher this semester, I wouldn't be able to take a long vacation, I would definitely ask for leave directly." I have to take care of you if you are injured like this, and you can't rely on your parents alone. ”

"I don't need anyone to take care of me!" Qian Qian immediately glared at Zhou Pingping with a threatening face: "I haven't broken my leg, I'm fine, I will be able to get out of bed in two days, I warn you, you are not allowed to come to the bed from tomorrow, otherwise I will be discharged from the hospital immediately, believe it or not." ”

"An'an, you ......" Zhou Pingping stared at Qian Qian speechlessly, thinking depressedly that she never seemed to win a quarrel with her sister.

"What am I! Don't come to the bed! Qian Qian's face was a scoundrel, in this family, as long as she insisted, no one could beat her.