That soft voice was just like before. Mu Shaoling raised his eyes and looked at her. Between their eyes, a warmth was revealed between the two of them.
After Nianmu looked at each other, he quickly lowered his head and continued to place the documents.
After Mu Shaoling finished drinking the water, looking at Nian Mu still struggling with the pile of documents, he said lightly, "The coffee tastes better."
Nian Mu knew that he was addicted to coffee, so he stopped what he was doing, took the water cup away, and put it back to its original position, "Mr. Mu, in your current situation, you should drink boiled water."
"Can't drink coffee?" Mu Shaoling frowned. He just had a broken leg bone, not a serious problem.
"Yes, if you think plain water has no taste, you can choose milk or juice." Nian Mu said deliberately. Without coffee, juice and milk are not Mu Shaoling's choices.
He only likes to drink coffee. If he doesn't have it, he just drinks water and wine. She is very good at controlling these eating habits.
"That's all." Mu Shaoling was indeed not interested in either of these things. Nianmu curled his lips slightly, and it was rare to see Mu Shaoling's deflated look.
After Nian Mu placed the documents, he put Mu Shaoling's laptop on the other side so that when the nurse came over for the injection later, it would not hinder his injection.
After doing this, she walked back to the sofa, put all the personal belongings that Tina had packed for her in one of the empty cabinets, and then opened her laptop and started working.
The ward became quiet again, and Nian Mu sat on the sofa, looking at paper documents and typing out the translation on the computer keyboard.
After completing one document, she asked Tina for Yan Yun's email address, sent the translated document, and then started another one.
Mu Shaoling didn't make much fuss, but occasionally looked up at Nian Mu when he was reading documents.
Wherever his eyes could see her figure, he felt at ease.
Although it was embarrassing to be hit this time, it was worth it.
The nurse walked in and saw Mu Shaoling processing documents. She gently reminded: "Mr. Mu, the best thing for you now is to rest more and not to overwork yourself."
"Yeah." Mu Shaoling didn't raise her eyes, but just put her hand on the side of the bed to facilitate her injection.
The nurse saw the thick stack of documents on the bedside table and glanced at Nian Mu's side. There were not that many documents, but they were still being processed.
The fact that they were in the hospital had nothing to do with recuperation. If Mu Shaoling hadn't still had a cast on his leg, she would have thought that they were just here to visit the doctor, and they had to process the documents while visiting the doctor.
It's hard for the nurse to say anything. After all, patients in the VIP ward cannot be offended.
She finished the injection, adjusted the speed of the injection, and warned, "Pay attention to rest and don't overwork yourself."
Mu Shaoling said nothing.
Nianmu raised his head at this time, smiled slightly at the nurse, and said, "I understand, please."
The nurse nodded, said nothing more, and left the ward directly.
After Mu Shaoling finished processing a document, he picked up the computer next to him, typed on the keyboard, and replied to a document.
The speed of his tapping was a bit fast. Nianmu looked at the needle on the back of his hand. According to this action, the needle on his hand would soon be replaced with a new one.
"Get me a document." Mu Shaoling knew she was looking at him and said unceremoniously.
Nian Mu nodded, put down the document in hand, then walked aside, picked up the top document, and handed it to him.
Mu Shaoling put the laptop on his lap, took the file, and said lightly, "Thank you."
Nian Mu was silent for a moment and said stiffly: "You're welcome."
She put the documents he had processed in another place to avoid confusion.
Mu Shaoling saw her actions in his eyes.
It's a bit ironic that a woman who clearly understands his habits refuses to admit her true identity no matter what.
Nian Mu saw that he was continuing to process the documents, so he said nothing and returned to the sofa to continue his translation work.
However, the position of the sofa was not comfortable because she had to bend down to operate the computer.
Just bending over could suppress her wounds that were about to heal.
However, Nianmu couldn't sit on the floor.
She pursed her lips, finally found a slightly more comfortable position, and continued working.
At noon, lunch was delivered by the nanny.
Mu Shaoling did not continue to pretend to be weak and ate his food one bite at a time.
When Nian Mu saw this, he didn't offer to feed him or anything. After all, he could do it himself. He didn't open his mouth to speak, so there was no need to do this.
The nanny looked at the two people and asked: "Sir, Madam Nian, what do you want to eat tonight?"
"Whatever." Mu Shaoling didn't want to eat anything in particular. The main reason was that the food was not cooked by Nian Mu. All the dishes were the same, not special, and he wasn't looking forward to it.
The nanny looked at Nian Mu.
"Let's make something light. If possible, make some Chinese medicine to stew the bones. It's good for the bones." Nian Mu replied.
The nanny frowned in embarrassment and said, "Ms. Nian, what kind of Chinese medicine should I use? I haven't done this before, so I don't know much about it."
"I will send you the ingredients and the recipe later. It's very simple." Nian Mu picked up the phone and sent the recipe to the nanny. "Don't buy these Chinese medicines in supermarkets and markets. You must go to a Chinese medicine pharmacy.
The quality is better there.”
"Understood, I'll buy it now." The nanny packed up the thermos and walked out.
Nian Mu glanced at the time and estimated that it was about the same. He walked to the hospital bed, squeezed out the medicine the nurse had given him, and mixed it with a glass of warm water. "Mr. Mu, it's time for a lunch break after taking the medicine."
After Mu Shaoling had dinner, he kept working on documents.
There is no intention to take medicine or rest.
Mu Shaoling took the medicine from her hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and then drank warm water and swallowed it.
He swallowed seven or eight pills without frowning.
Nian Mu felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.
"Shall I help you adjust the bed?" Nian Mu asked.
Mu Shaoling's eyes fell on the document again. Although he wanted to look at her, he was afraid that her gaze would be too gentle and scare Nian Mu.
Song Beixi is right. If you want to repair the relationship between them, what happened in the past must be discarded.
He must act like a normal person, not making noises, and reestablishing his image so that Nian Mu will no longer worry.
Although I am very reluctant, it is a good way to keep her from leaving.
"I don't have the habit of taking a lunch break." Mu Shaoling typed on the keyboard and continued to reply to emails.
Nian Mu looked at him and frowned slightly, "You have been working all morning and need a rest."
"There's a lot of work." Mu Shaoling said. He didn't know if it was due to the concussion, but he felt that his speed in handling work was much slower.
If this continues, new work will come in the afternoon and it will be impossible to finish it.
Nian Mu looked helpless and looked at Mu Shaoling. If he hadn't had a concussion and bleeding, he would never have forced him like this.
