The temperature in the ward instantly dropped to freezing point.

The little nurse sensed something, raised her eyes subconsciously, and immediately trembled her fingers in fright.

"Well……"

The alcohol cotton used to wipe the wound suddenly touched Song Yunyan's wound. She shook and immediately woke up from the pain.

Jiang Rongqing's face suddenly became darker.

"Sorry, sorry, I..."

He showed a slightly angry look, looking like a jade-faced Shura, which made people shudder.

The little nurse kept apologizing and almost knelt down in front of him.

Song Yunyan opened her eyes in a daze, and quickly figured out the situation. For fear that he would frighten someone, she quickly sat up and said, "It's okay, has it been taken care of? Once it's taken care of, you can go out."

As if she had been granted amnesty, the little nurse secretly glanced at Jiang Rongqing again, tremblingly gave her the medicine, wrapped her in gauze, and hurriedly escaped from the ward.

call--

Mr. Jiang is handsome, but he is also really scary when he is fierce.

She suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Miss Song.

After the little nurse left, seeing that the man still had a cold face, Song Yunyan couldn't help but comfort him: "Okay, I'm fine again. The nurse didn't do it on purpose."

"Oh, you think I'm angry with the nurse?"

The man looked at her coolly, with depression written all over his face.

"Then...could it be me?"

Song Yunyan's eyes widened and she pointed to her nose in surprise.

She had been sleeping just now. Could this possibly offend this god of plague?

"Have you done something to make me angry? I don't know yet?"

He had a cold face and continued to be arrogant.

After swallowing helplessly, Song Yunyan couldn't think of anything, so she had to ask: "Then tell me, what treasonous thing did I do?"

"you--"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Rongqing pursed his lips again.

What can be said?

You can't blame her for not refusing Ji Nansheng to suck out the poisonous blood at the critical moment of life and death, right?

But……

He is just not happy!

Finally, he rolled his eyes at her angrily, snorted, and walked away.

"Hey, Jiang Rongqing, you-"

Song Yunyan called after him a few times, and he said coldly, "Wait," and walked out the door without looking back.

This person!

After sitting there fuming for a moment, he turned back.

This time, I was carrying a steaming paper bag in my hand.

His movements were not very gentle. He put the bag on the bedside table with force and said solemnly: "Eat!"

"Well……"

Song Yunyan pursed her lips and looked at him like a monster.

She has been in coma since being poisoned and has not had enough water or rice.

I'm really hungry now.

This man is obviously considerate and considerate, but how does he manage to look so fierce and caring?

He stared at him for a moment, feeling inexplicably funny.

Finally, Song Yunyan shook her head helplessly, then opened the bag and ate an unknown nutritious meal.

The food is light and soft, making it easy to digest.

The patient on an empty stomach immediately feels warm and cozy in his stomach when he enters the mouth.

After eating, she handed over the empty disposable tableware and said, "Throw it away for me, thank you."

Jiang Rongqing remained motionless, her eyebrows half raised, her face full of displeasure, "Do you think I'm a servant?"

"I……"

Song Yunyan was speechless. She opened the quilt and wanted to throw it away.

"What are you doing! Stay still!"

The man held her down, glanced at the kitchen waste and garbage with disgust, put them away in a condescending manner, took them out with a cold face, and threw them into the trash can.

Looking at his unhappy back, Song Yunyan suddenly laughed out loud for some reason.

"Smile again!"

He came back quickly and taught her a lesson with a straight face.

She suppressed her smile and looked at him deeply.

Always felt……

This time I experienced an accident and met him again in Province Y. Something was different.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

Catching the strange confession in her eyes, Jiang Rongqing curled her lips and strode to the bed.

She hurriedly looked away, lowered her head, and said calmly: "Who cares about you?"

The man sneered, but did not expose her.

Neither of them were talkative people. After sitting in the ward for a while, Jiang Rongqing's cell phone started ringing non-stop.

Various documents needed to be processed, and he handed them over to his deputies, but they did not dare to make a decision and could only call him for instructions.

In the end, he was too lazy to deal with it and asked his assistant Acheng to fetch his laptop and started working in Song Yunyan's ward.

She didn't bother him, and asked Xiaoli to get the script, half lying on the bed, thinking about the lines and plot alone.

In the ward filled with the smell of disinfectant, the two of them were silent and busy.

But Acheng glanced through the crack in the door and felt a silent understanding and ambiguity spreading from the two of them.

Unconsciously, I was busy until evening.

Jiang Rongqing finished processing the last document, closed the notebook, and stretched his waist slightly.

Looking sideways, the little woman's eyes were staring at a few flying pages, her mouth was opening and closing, and she was mumbling something.

Suddenly feeling interesting, he leaned over and saw that her script was filled with various marks.

The corners of the paper are somewhat damaged, and it has obviously been turned over countless times.

"Tsk, I can't tell, Miss Song is quite dedicated."

With a bit of ridicule, he spoke out coldly.

Song Yunyan was startled, her shoulders shrunk suddenly, she raised her head and stared at him angrily, "Mr. Jiang, can you please stop saying anything suddenly! I'm about to have a heart attack!"

Jiang Rongqing ignored her, took the script and flipped it over, as if asking casually: "Aren't you forced into the industry? You don't like acting, why are you so serious?"

"You can join the industry even if you don't like it! Since you are an actor, you have to do it well and love what you do!"

After grabbing the script, Song Yunyan said angrily.

"Really?" The man chuckled, "I thought I invested in this show, that's why you are so serious."

"Mr. Jiang, please don't be too narcissistic, okay?"

She rolled her eyes, as if she couldn't stand his self-righteousness.

Apart from grandma, the only person in the world who dares to be "rude" to him is this little woman.

She became more and more casual in front of him. When Jiang Rongqing saw this, he didn't say anything and could only curl his lips in relief.

When bitten by a venomous snake, the danger comes quickly, but once rescued, recovery is also quick.

In the evening, after the doctor came to check the ward, he said calmly: "I will be under observation and rest for two more days, and I will be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow."

Song Yunyan hates being hospitalized the most, because it is boring and not free.

However, with Jiang Rongqing, a nasty man, by his side, time seemed to pass quickly.

Although he really hates it...

Another day passes in the blink of an eye.

The next night, Acheng came over to report on the work.

Jiang Rongqing did not shy away from her and listened to Acheng's report in the ward.

She has never been exposed to many projects and doesn't understand them at all.

but……

At the end of the report, Acheng looked at her twice and paused for a moment before continuing: "Mr. Jiang, Jianye Automobile Company's production lines have been restored, and the products will soon leave the factory and be shipped for export."

Hearing this, Song Yunyan blinked, her heart filled with doubts.

Jianye Automobile Company is her family's small company.

This scale is not worthy of Jiang Rongqing's personal intervention.
Chapter completed!