The attending doctor observed carefully before putting back the tongue depressor and mask and gloves in his hand.
"How are you, doctor?" Zhan Yiyang asked impatiently as he was worried about Xu Rongrong's vocal cords.
"The vocal cords are not damaged, but the throat is swollen and compressed. You can speak after the swelling subsides. The chance of being unable to speak is only 30%, but I didn't expect that this young lady did not escape." Speaking of this, the attending doctor
He sighed slightly, as if he didn't expect Xu Rongrong to be so unlucky.
"But fortunately, the swelling can be eliminated in just a few days. Just pay attention to your diet in the past few days. You must not eat fried food and the like. You must try to be as soft as possible. It is best not to taste too strong. Patients will feel pain if they are salty or sweet.
Just bear with it." The attending doctor stood up, looked at Xu Rongrong's bruised neck, and continued to give a few more instructions.
"Okay, we understand, thank you doctor." Zhan Yiyang nodded, shook hands with the attending doctor, and then sent the doctor out the door.
After sending away the doctor and the little nurse who kept flirting with Zhan Yiyang, Zhan Yiyang lowered his head helplessly and came to Xu Rongrong.
The person in the next bed muttered a few words at first, and then fell into a deep sleep. However, looking at the things on his bedside table, it was obvious that this person was either rich or noble, but he lived in such an ordinary ward.
Zhan Yiyang glanced sideways.
Feeling Xu Rongrong move his body, Zhan Yiyang immediately pulled his thoughts back from the bed next door.
He took two steps forward to help Xu Rongrong up and put a large cushion on her back so that she could sit on the hospital bed.
"Water...water..." Unable to make any sound in his throat, Xu Rongrong gestured slightly to the mineral water next to him with his eyes.
Zhan Yiyang understood, reached for the mineral water, unscrewed the bottle cap, and then slightly moved closer to Xu Rongrong's mouth, watching her take two large sips with satisfaction, then re-screwed the bottle cap and put it back on the cabinet.
"How's it going, Rongrong, are you hungry?" Zhan Yiyang glanced out the window. It was getting dark. The company must have gotten off work. Xu Rongrong had already cooked at home during normal hours.
Xu Rongrong glanced sideways at Zhong Qiqi, who was pretending to look out the window, and signaled to Zhan Yiyang not to forget that this little girl had a job.
Zhan Yiyang was stunned, but he had really forgotten that this little girl had a job. Now that she had stayed here for two days, something like that happened again in the hotel. Whether she could keep her job was still one thing.
Thinking of this, he took a step forward, took out a business card from his jacket pocket, handed it to Zhong Qiqi, and said gently, "I'm sorry, I've delayed you for so long today, and it may even cause you to lose your job. This
This is my business card. As long as you are willing, Rongyang Company welcomes you at any time."
"Really?" Zhong Qiqi held her breath and took the card from Zhan Yiyang's hand with slightly trembling hands, but she saw Zhan Yiyang's name, identity and business contact number clearly written on it.
"Really." Seeing Zhong Qiqi's excited look, Zhan Yiyang smiled slightly and said softly.
Although this girl seems to have little ability like all ordinary young women, those who are thoughtful can find after today's events that she is a person who can burst out with strength at critical moments. With some slight training, over time, she will definitely be as good as
Wen Shanshan is inferior.
"I, I understand, thank you Mr. Zhan." Zhong Qiqi did not expect that she would have the opportunity to work in the place of her dreams.
In City S, who doesn’t know that Rongyang Company is good, with high wages, less overtime, and good benefits. Whether they are fresh graduates or white-collar workers who have been working for several years, they are all eager to work in Rongyang Company.
Zhong Qiqi naturally had the same idea. When she was in school, she wanted to join Rongyang Company, but she submitted many resumes but failed. As time went by, she gave up on this idea and reluctantly worked as a receptionist in a hotel to make a living.
After all, the terms of recruitment in Rongyang are very high.
However, what Zhong Qiqi didn't expect was that because of her kindness, she actually got the business card of the president of Rongyang Company, and got a promise from the president of Rongyang Company that as long as she was willing, she could become a member of Rongyang Company!
Zhong Qiqi excitedly held the business card in her hand, walked slowly and absentmindedly, and accidentally bumped into the door.
"Oops." Zhong Qiqi covered her forehead, stepped back two steps, looked back at Xu Rongrong and Zhan Yiyang with some embarrassment, and then slowly opened the door.
I was so embarrassed that I was so excited that I even forgot to open the door and wanted to go out.
Fortunately, my husband and sister didn't laugh at me, otherwise I would have been really embarrassed. Zhong Qiqi sighed in her heart.
At this time, Zhan Yiyang smiled slightly and felt another slight pain in his leg. He was startled for a moment, and when he turned around, he met Xu Rongrong's anxious eyes.
Because I couldn't speak, I could only look back and forth from Zhan Yiyang to Zhong Qiqi, accompanied by "Ahhh..." sounds bursting out from anxiety, which was really a weird feeling.
"Rongrong..." Zhan Yiyang was really startled at first, because what Xu Rongrong wanted to express was a bit complicated, and it took him a few seconds to digest what Xu Rongrong meant, "Well, Miss Zhong, wait a minute.
one time."
Zhong Qiqi turned around in surprise. She was still dizzy after being hit just now. Now she heard Zhan Yiyang's voice and she was even more confused.
"Mr. Zhan, what's the matter?" Zhong Qiqi rubbed her forehead. Her excitement and embarrassment from the pain slowly subsided, and her whole body returned to her usual quiet and indifferent appearance.
"Well, Miss Zhong, can I trouble you with something?" Zhan Yiyang raised a slightly embarrassed smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Zhong Qiqi, who looked curious, and felt a little embarrassed to say it.
However, a pain in his leg that was a little heavier than last time forced Zhan Yiyang to say, "I'm sorry, Miss Zhong, can you not tell others about my relationship with Rongrong?"
"Why..." Zhong Qiqi glanced at Zhan Yiyang in shock, and then at Xu Rongrong, who was looking at her intently, and her expression became awkward again, "Well, you, you, are you..."
Looking at Zhong Qiqi's expression, Zhan Yiyang knew that this young girl was thinking wrongly. He couldn't help but look back at Xu Rongrong with a slightly theatrical mentality.
It's okay if you have to hide our relationship. Others will misunderstand us.
With Xu Rongrong's intelligence, of course he saw the embarrassment in Zhong Qiqi's eyes and understood what Zhong Qiqi was thinking.
Xu Rongrong was also a little embarrassed. He wanted to explain to Zhong Qiqi, but he couldn't speak. He could only pinch Zhan Yiyang's thigh hard again.
"Hiss..." This blow was so severe that even Zhan Yiyang, who had suffered many injuries as a soldier, couldn't help but gasp.
He turned back, his big eyes under his thick eyebrows were full of accusations: Wife, it hurts so much when you pinch me...
Xu Rongrong was slightly startled, raised his right hand and rubbed his eyes. Sure enough, Zhan Yiyang's accusing expression was gone, replaced by a familiar indifference.
"Ms. Zhong, I think you have misunderstood something." Zhan Yiyang turned his head, with a calm face. He could not be said to be gentle, but at least he was kind. "This is my wife. She works at Rongyang Company because she wants to work normally.
, didn’t want to be regarded as an alien, so she hid our relationship. Now, she hopes that if you go to work in Rongyang, you will pretend that you don’t know about our relationship.”
Hearing Zhan Yiyang's explanation, Zhong Qiqi nodded in realization. No wonder, these two people didn't look like a mistress and an affair. They turned out to be a couple who deliberately concealed their identity.
Thinking of this, Zhong Qiqi felt awkward again. Just now, she actually imagined that the couple was having an affair with the mistress. Mr. Zhan must have understood her own thoughts when she explained it like this. Oh, she actually thought about Mr. Zhan and Zhan so much.
Madam, it’s so... so embarrassing.
Zhong Qiqi lowered her head, her cheeks glowing red.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan." Zhong Qiqi blushed and bowed in Zhan Yiyang's direction, apologizing for her wild thoughts just now.
Zhan Yiyang didn't pay much attention, after all, this girl was the one who directly saved his Rongrong's life, so he still wore an indifferent but kind smile, "It's okay, you go and do your work first.
Let’s do it, if you want to go to work at Rongyang Company, just go and report tomorrow.”
"Okay, Mr. Zhan, Mrs. Zhan." Zhong Qiqi bowed to the two people again, and then slowly walked out of the room.
Zhan Yiyang watched her leave politely until the door closed, then he sat down, holding Xu Rongrong's face in his hands, his tone was solemn and gentle, which was the kind of care that no one except Xu Rongrong had ever received, "Rongrong, I'm hungry.
Well, I asked Sister Ming to cook porridge for you earlier, and I will bring it to you later. Can you drink some?"
"Well..." Xu Rongrong nodded, looking pitiful.
It was also a coincidence that as soon as she finished talking about the porridge, Mrs. Ming opened the door and came over.
"Madam, sir, the porridge is here." Sister-in-law Ming walked in with a smile. The thermos bucket in her hand exuded a faint fragrance, which made people want to drink it after taking a sip.
"Sister-in-law Ming is here, give me the bowl." Zhan Yiyang smiled and took the bowl from Sister-in-law Ming's hand.
"Sir, this porridge is a bit hot, please be careful." Mrs. Ming looked at Zhan Yiyang worriedly and kept mumbling, "Madam is sick this time..."
The words stopped suddenly, and Mrs. Ming looked at the bruises on Xu Rongrong's neck in surprise. The smile on her lips just now no longer existed. Instead, her always gentle eyes were filled with anger for the first time, "Who gave this to Mrs.
It was pinched. Sir, he said you were sick. I thought it was a minor illness like a cold, but I didn’t expect that you were pinched like this."
Xu Rongrong glanced at Mrs. Ming who was chattering, couldn't help but shook her head, and glanced at Zhan Yiyang.
Zhan Yiyang understood and said, "It's okay, Sister-in-law Ming, do you think Rongrong is safe or okay?"