With the help of passers-by, Gong Ji took the unconscious Luo Cheng to the hospital.

Los Angeles had thirteen stitches on his head, a slight concussion, a fractured left hand, and was unable to drive for at least a month.

Because of the car accident, Los Angeles spent two days in the hospital before being discharged.

Back in Luozhai, the only person who can take care of Luocheng's daily life is Gong Ji.

That night, Gong Ji helped Luo Cheng finish the bath water, and Luo Cheng forcibly hid the joy on his face, and opened his lips solemnly: "Gong reporter, I'm sorry for you." Can you trouble the palace reporter to help me undress? ”

Luo Cheng looked at his left hand with a look of embarrassment.

Gong Ji glanced at Luo Cheng coldly, carefully helped him take off his shirt and said, "Since it is inconvenient to take a bath, wash it once a week in the future!"

"There will be worms on my body, and I can't help it. It's a big deal, I won't wear clothes every day in the future, as long as the palace reporter doesn't mind looking at my body. As soon as Luo Cheng's voice fell, Gong Ji walked out of the bathroom and closed the bathroom door hard.

Luo Cheng looked at the closed bathroom door for a long time, Gong Ji would not feel pity for him because he was a seriously injured patient, this woman would not eat him.

The next morning, Los Angeles resigned himself to getting up early, because it was inconvenient to dress, so he simply went into the kitchen shirtless to make breakfast.

Gong Ji got up when she heard the movement, and saw Luo Cheng holding the wound on his head and digging rice with one hand.

As if sensing her gaze, Luo Cheng looked back at her and said, "You go back to sleep for a while, breakfast hasn't been made so soon." ”

Gong Ji glanced at him coldly, but without a word, he walked away from the kitchen like this.

Luo Cheng sighed in frustration, and suddenly found that what kind of bitter meat trick was completely useless to Gong Ji, and the woman was hard-hearted.

Maybe one day he died, and the woman wouldn't want to look at him more.

Los Angeles resigned himself to continuing to make breakfast, intending to wait for the woman to change her mind with 200 percent sincerity.

If it doesn't work for one day, then it's a month, if it doesn't work in January, it's a big deal, it's not a year, and then it's not going to work, he spent ten years with Gong Ji slowly. Small setbacks are nothing, he believes that where there is a will, there is a way.

It's a pity that the disaster is not alone, and before Los Angeles even had time to take care of his body, he received a call from the hotel manager, and Luo Chun was evaluating the value of the Los Angeles Hotel.

Los Angeles hung up the phone, waited for breakfast, left a note and left the Luo house.

He didn't want Gong Ji to know that the Los Angeles Hotel was facing the danger of being acquired, and he didn't want Gong Ji to think that he was a useless man.

The Los Angeles Hotel is his asset, and he will do everything he can to keep it.

Gong Ji woke up and saw a note left by Los Angeles.

L.A. went back to the hotel but didn't call her, why?!

She drank porridge while watching the news, and when she saw Luo Chun who was proud of the spring breeze on TV, she fixed her eyes. Luo Chun made no secret of his ambitions, and even revealed that his next step was to buy a famous hotel.

The first thing Gong Xi thought of was the Los Angeles Hotel, which was the brainchild of Los Angeles, and Luo Fei couldn't wait to make a move?

Before Gong Ji could think about it, she left the Luo Mansion and went straight to the Los Angeles Hotel.

On the other hand, the general manager's office of the Los Angeles Grand Hotel.

Luo Chun, who was dressed in a professional suit, smiled the moment he saw Luo Cheng: "Brother now knows that some people can only bring you bad luck, right? It's only been a few days with Gong Ji, and you are injured like this!"