Chapter 60

After Dr. Zhang left, Zhan Shu ran to the study, pushed open the door and saw Zhan Hanjue holding his head in his hands, looking in pain, and Zhan Shu had the answer in his heart.

"He also said I was sick?" Zhan Su was indignant.

Zhan Hanjue raised his eyes and saw his son's cool and dazzling face, and a subtle worry appeared on his face.

He thought that maybe the battle dream was too perfect, so God had to give him some experience.

"Zhan Shu, Dr. Zhang said that your illness is still in the early stages, as long as we actively cooperate, it will be fine." Zhan Hanjue didn't want to tell Zhan Shu about this cruel thing, but he needed Zhan Shu's cooperation in treatment next, and he had to accept this fact.

"Daddy has decided, and the resistance is ineffective." After the announcement of the War Chill Lord's domineering and extraordinary, he got up and left.

But the war fell into melancholy.

"Careless of human life." Zhan Su pouted and said angrily.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Zhan Shu's angry and dissatisfied face, and was ruthless, this time the stakes were very high, and he couldn't rely on Zhan Shu's temperament.

sent Zhan Shu to the kindergarten, and Zhan Hanjue came to the company. After a thrilling weekend, he almost forgot that he hired a new assistant.

So when he saw Luo Shihan in the office, he didn't come back to his senses for a while, and looked at her with a blue face.

It's been a very depressing weekend for Zhan Shu. So when Monday came, Zhan Su showed his yearning for school for the first time.

This is obviously a very good phenomenon, but Zhan Hanjue doesn't know whether to be happy or worried. The battle of falling in love with school and not loving school can only remind him of the two personalities of schizophrenia. Otherwise, he could not find a third plausible explanation.

Zhan Hanjue's eyes swept over his day's schedule, combining work and rest, taking care of family and company, efficient and reasonable.

"Good job." He praised with a straight face.

"Good morning, President!" Luo Shihan was wearing a professional short-sleeved white shirt, a red hip skirt, stepping on a pair of stiletto single-heel red leather shoes, holding a high ball head, mature and steady, and intellectually and generously showed a professional and elegant smile at him.

Zhan Hanjue walked in with a silent face, and when he sat down in the chair, Luo Shihan had already handed over his day's work plan.

Luo Shihan looked at the faint anger hidden in Zhan Hanjue's eyes, and did it extra carefully. Although she is so meticulous that she almost uses physical formulas to calculate the mass ratio of coffee and sugar. But when she brought the sincere coffee to the Lord of War, Lord Warlord took a sip and still fried his hair.

"It's too bitter!" Zhan Hanjue frowned, raising his eyes at the woman who was at a loss.

For some reason, he thought of his precious son Zhan Shu, because he had schizophrenia after meeting Luo Shihan, Zhan Hanjue didn't like Luo Shihan, who was perfect, and always wanted to find her fault to embarrass her.

"Make me a cup of coffee, three points bitter, seven points sweet." He commanded with ill intentions.

Luo Shihan picked up the coffee cup, "I'll add some more sugar." ”

It's just that after Zhan Hanjue tasted the coffee for the second time, he still frowned and made a straight face, looking for fault, "It's too sweet." ”

Luo Shihan looked at Zhan Hanjue, and the anger in his eyes was like a flame. The face was quite deferential, "President, I didn't add sugar just now. ”

The expression of the Lord of War Chill was indescribable.

"You're kidding me?" Jun's face was chapped, and every fragment was anger.