"Well, you can go back first." Long Yejue nodded slightly, took out the computer and opened it, put it on the bedside table next to it, and opened it.

An Yi snorted and planned to leave.

"Help me prepare my household registration book tomorrow." Long Yejue remembered something again and added.

"Hukou book?" An Yi was a little incomprehensible, but it could be seen that Jue Shao's face didn't seem to be very happy, so he stopped asking and nodded, "Okay, when will you use it?" ”

"I'll finish the meeting in the afternoon, and I'll be here."

"Okay."

When An Yi went out, he kindly closed the door for the two.

Tang Mianmian poked the quilt, a little uncomfortable, after all, there was a man in his room...... Well, in her current ward.

"Why don't you sleep?" He flipped through the papers, occasionally raising his eyes to look at her.

"You're going to stay here?" She asked, squirming.

Long Yejue frowned slightly, and his dark eyes sank slightly, "What, can't you?" ”

"No, I didn't mean that." Afraid that he would misunderstand, Tang Mianmian hurriedly explained, "I mean, I'm fine now, you can go back." ”

"You haven't finished your infusion yet." He gestured to the potion, "And there are three more groups." ”

"Isn't there a nurse?"

The man's cold eyes tightened slightly, and his thin lips pursed.

Tang Mianmian immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly added, "I don't dislike you, I feel embarrassed to trouble you." ”

"You've already promised to marry me, and I'll take care of you, shouldn't you?" He felt that he needed to communicate with her properly.

Tang Mianmian was completely embarrassed.

What is this?

She had good intentions, she didn't think she needed to bother him, and he seemed busy.

But I don't want him to feel that he is disconnecting the relationship, of course, there is also a bit of the meaning of disconnecting the relationship.

And what does it mean that he just asked his assistant to bring him the household registration book......

It can't be the one you think!

"Sleep."

Long Yejue didn't say anything more, and turned his head to work.

Tang Mianmian was lying on the hospital bed, feeling extremely depressed.

How can I marry myself?

Do you want to run away from the marriage tomorrow?

But this man looks omnipotent, so he shouldn't be easy to fool!

With this complicated mood, Tang Mianmian finally fell asleep.

She hadn't slept well last night, and after so much tossing today, she should be tired.

It's just that she didn't notice that when men were working, they tried to move as lightly as possible, and looked at her potions every few minutes.

He rarely took care of a person so seriously, except for ......

His deep eyes sank slightly, and he looked at the little woman who was still asleep, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.