015: Clothes that were cut?
"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you? Did Shen Mochen bully you? ”
"It's not." I leaned on her shoulder and replied weakly, "Maybe it's caused by eating a lot of things at night, don't blame him." ”
She looked at my pale face, and her tone was not good: "Come on, in such a big house, you are the only one at home, and now that you are sick, you can't see a single figure around you, I really don't know what this family thinks." ”
"Alright, I'm fine."
"Yes, yes, you're fine, you have to lie in bed and can't get up, so it's called something, right?"
Under Gao Qingli's instructions, the driver increased the speed of the car a little more, and soon, the car stopped quickly and steadily outside the building of the city's first hospital.
Gao Qingli helped me in, and there were not many people who registered at night, and someone soon saw me.
The doctor did a series of tests on me and finally came to the conclusion: "Acute enteritis, I will prescribe the medicine to you, go pay for the medicine, and then wait for the drip." ”
"Okay." Gao Qingli replied quickly.
"You wait here, I'll go get the medicine."
"Okay."
"Is it okay to take an intravenous drip alone?"
I frowned slightly: "...... Don't worry, I'm fine. ”
When the nurse pierced the cold needle into my veins, I couldn't help but withdraw my hand, fortunately, the amplitude was not large, but the way I frowned still attracted the nurse to laugh: "Such a big person, are you still afraid of drips?" ”
I hummed a little embarrassed and turned my head to look at the finished needle.
The potion was infused into my veins drop by drop, and I always felt that the place where I was dripping was cold and swollen, which made me a little uncomfortable.
Gao Qingli came back soon and brought a white porridge.
"Now, eat it while it's hot."
I waved my hand, not having any appetite at all: "I don't want to eat, you can eat." ”
"If you don't want to eat, then you have to eat something to cushion your stomach, it's enteritis, remember not to eat irritating things in the past two days."
I didn't want her to worry, so I obediently drank several sips of white porridge.
Soon, the sky slowly brightened, and I was about to urge Gao Qingli to go to work, but the phone rang at this time.
The word Mo Chen kept beating on the screen, stimulating my heart to beat fast.
I didn't expect him to call me.
"Hey." I picked it up in a whisper.
"Are you responsible for the new quarter's clothing launch?"
The voice was chilled.
I couldn't help but shake it and admitted, "Well, I'm in charge." ”
"You roll over here now to see your masterpiece."
The phone was hung up decisively, and I was clumsy in bed.
Gao Qingli shook me gently: "What's wrong with you?" ”
I came to my senses and shook my head at her, "It's okay, you can go to work." ”
My voice has never been turned up loudly, and she probably didn't hear Shen Mochen murder me, nodding, still worried: "You, is it really okay to be alone?" ”
I said firmly, "No problem." ”
Almost the moment she left, regardless of the fear of needles, I pulled out the needles without hesitation, held down the place by myself, and got out of bed and walked out of the hospital.
I felt bad, and when I stepped into the office and saw the clothes that had been left in the office area to be used for the new product launch, my heart sank.
Those clothes, all touched by scissors, can't be seen at all, let alone put on the model to show.
A colleague came over and asked with concern: "Xiaoxiao, think about what is going on, you don't know how angry Mr. Shen was just now." ”
"Yes, Xiaoxiao, think about it, have you made a feud with anyone recently, otherwise how could this dress be ...... Such. ”