Li Ni sat on the chair and chatted with her, "What good things can he do by coming? He said he wants to find a company to cooperate with."
"Cooperation?" Nian Mu frowned slightly and accidentally pulled the wound. She subconsciously raised her hand and touched it, making a "hiss" sound.
Li Ni said nervously: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"
Nianmu came over slowly and shook his head, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
Seeing that the gauze she was bandaging was still white, with no blood seeping out, Li Ni warned: "You, you must be more careful. Don't make so many expressions before the wound heals. Be careful to leave scars."
Listening to her detailed chatter, Nianmu felt warm and continued the topic just now, "Why did he propose cooperation?"
"He said that his company has just been established, and the design department is not strong enough, so he wants to hire foreign aid. I think he is deliberately looking for trouble, and looking for foreign aid to find Huazhu? You know, Huazhu is Mr. Mu's wife, Ruan Bai
In the company she established before, she doesn't care about the affairs now, and the affairs are all under the management of Mr. Mu. Don't you think Song Beiye came here deliberately to stir up trouble to increase his presence?" Li Ni answered, mentioning Song Beiye, every word was
Full of disgust.
Thinking of what Song Beiye has done, I used to think that he was just a playboy who had a lot of tricks but no strength.
But after this incident, all his strength was revealed. Nianmu didn't know if Mu Shaoling and Song Beixi knew about it early on, but when he found out, he was quite shocked.
It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.
Holding Li Ni's hand, she warned: "Song Beiye cannot be underestimated now. You have to protect yourself, you know?"
Li Ni listened to her words and nodded, "I understand, so do you..."
The two chatted for a while longer before Li Ni left.
Nian Mu talked to her a lot, felt a little thirsty, and wanted to pour a glass of water. Aunt Mei saw her and immediately stepped forward, "Ms. Nian, let me help you."
Nianmu watched Aunt Mei pouring water for him, and then remembered her previous care, and when she met Song Beiye, she was not timid, not like an ordinary caregiver.
"Aunt Mei, you are not a nurse in the hospital, are you?" She said, but her tone was affirmative.
Aunt Mei was stunned when she put down the water bottle. When she handed the water to Nian Mu, her face had returned to calm, and she said with a smile: "Ms. Nian, if I wasn't a caregiver, how could Mr. Mu ask me to take care of you?"
"You are Mr. Mu's subordinate, so he sent you to take care of me." Nian Mu took the water glass, put the straw on it and drank.
"I am indeed his subordinate now. After all, it was Mr. Mu who hired me." Aunt Mei's words were vague and had congenital conditions.
When Nian Mu heard what she said, he became even more sure that she was Mu Shaoling's subordinate.
It doesn't matter if she doesn't admit it, after all, she already knows it.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Aunt Mei felt a little guilty. She didn't know what went wrong. Why did she always suspect that it was herself?
Seeing that the time was almost up, Aunt Mei picked up the medicine on the table and asked: "Ms. Nian, do you want to take medicine now?"
Nian Mu glanced at the time. When she was in the hospital, all time passed very slowly. She basically just ate and slept. Even though she could get out of bed and walk around now, there was no place to go.
And wearing this patient gown is even more inconvenient.
Nian Mu thought to himself that it would be better to take medicine and rest early.
Seeing her nodding, Aunt Mei divided the medicine. After Nianmu finished eating, she lay down on the bed.
The phone vibrated. She picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from Dong Zijun.
He is concerned about her condition.
Nianmu lay down and briefly replied about his situation.
After a while, Dong Zijun sent a WeChat message asking for help, saying that she had a Russian document on hand and that he could not translate it, and asked if she had time.
Nian Mu thought that if Dong Zijun hadn't been helpless, he wouldn't have asked for help.
She agreed immediately and asked Dong Zijun to send the electronic version of the document to her and help her translate it as soon as possible.
Dong Zijun was relieved when he learned that she was willing to help him translate, and said that he would send the computer and documents over later.
Nian Mu looked at WeChat and quickly replied, "Okay."
Fifteen minutes later, Dong Zijun came to the ward.
Nian Mu looked at the man holding a laptop in one hand and documents in the other, and she asked: "Special Assistant Dong, were you at the entrance of the hospital before?"
The documents Dong Zijun was holding were urgently needed. If they were handed over to others for translation, the secrets might be leaked. However, Mu Shaoling believed in Mu, so there should be no problem in giving the documents to her for translation.
He didn't want to disturb her recovery, but there was really nothing he could do at the moment.
Dong Zijun smiled sheepishly and put down the things in his hands, "Yes, I really have no choice. I don't feel comfortable leaving these documents to outsiders for translation."
"I understand." Nian Mu nodded, took the document in his hand, glanced at it, and said: "There are not many documents. You can go back to accompany Xiao Su and the child first. Just come and get it tomorrow."
"That's too troublesome for you, thank you Professor Nian." With her help, Dong Zijun felt at ease now.
After Dong Zijun left, Aunt Mei said: "Ms. Nian, you are still recovering from your injuries. Why did you agree to take over the job?"
Listening to Aunt Mei's caring tone, Nian Mu explained: "If it wasn't really helpless, he wouldn't ask me for help."
When Aunt Mei saw her opening her laptop and opening files, she couldn't stop her.
Nian Mu picked up the document and took a look at it, then said to Aunt Mei: "It may take a while for me to do this. You can go to sleep first. I will turn on the bedside lamp and it will be bright enough."
"The bedside light is not enough, it will hurt your eyes. Let's keep the light in the ward on, it won't affect it anyway." Aunt Mei said, unfolding the nursing bed.
Nian Mu said nothing and started to translate the document.
The translation work was not difficult at all. In addition, she had looked up many professional vocabulary before, so she had an impression, so it was quite easy to translate it all the way.
It's just that she took medicine.
After Nianmu translated two pages, he felt a little sleepy and yawned again and again.
Her face was still swollen, and she couldn't make too big a yawn. She made do with small movements, and she yawned several times.
I looked at the time and saw that it was already half past eleven in the evening.
She has only translated two pages, and there are still five pages left.
Nian Mu sighed. If she knew she had to help translate, she would have stopped taking medicine. She glanced at Aunt Mei who was sleeping on the bed beside her. She could still hear her slight snoring when she calmed down.
Nian Mu thought to himself, how could Mu Shaoling let her come to take care of him.
After all, compared to previous nannies, Aunt Mei's vigilance seems to be a little lower.
Nian Mu yawned again, thinking that if she was energetic, she would be able to complete the translation of these five pages quickly, so she took a mobile phone and set the alarm clock, planning to take a nap and then get up to translate again.
