Master Mensao can't get rid of it

Thanks to this fan, the fan mother took good care of Michael.During the doctor's ward rounds, Zhang Xi'er happened to ask him about his condition. It seemed that if there were no accidents, he could be discharged from the hospital in two days. As long as he didn't make any drastic movements, he could barely return to work.

In the afternoon, Zhang Xier sorted out the recent backlog of announcements, picked out some that were relatively easy and had a relatively high exposure rate, and planned to focus on these in the near future.As for some very good but dangerous scripts, I will consider them later.

After five o'clock, I received a call from Xu Chen, saying that the president has something to do temporarily today, so she should go home first.Zhang Xier said yes, and the email he saw in the morning came to his mind, why did he always feel that there might be something to do with it.Secretly uneasy.

For dinner, Ah Hao’s grandma mixed a fleshy green leafy plant in a cold salad. It was very refreshing and delicious. I searched it on the Internet, and it was called “Sanqi”, which clears away heat and relieves heat.Zhang Xier thought that he could learn to cook it in the future, it was refreshing and delicious.When I thought about it, how could Grandma Ah Hao suddenly cook such a dish?The previous dishes were mainly based on nutritional conditioning. Why did you suddenly make such a dish to relieve the heat today?

A smart and proud person like her, is she hinting or enlightening her in this way?The uneasiness in Zhang Xi'er's heart spread even more.Regardless of whether Grandma Ahao really prevents or treats her heartache, obviously, at present, it has only had the opposite effect.

When Ouyang Xun came back, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and he smelled of alcohol and smoke all over his body.Zhang Xier wanted to help him to the bed, but when he reached the living room, he rushed to the kitchen in two big strides, and vomited into the sink. The smell... Please imagine for yourself, I will omit the description here .

When he finally finished vomiting, Zhang Xi'er handed over the hot towel that had just been thrown in and asked him to wipe his mouth.Help him upstairs, lie on the bed, hand over the pajamas, let him change.At first, I was still worried that he would use the strength of alcohol to do or say excessive things, but no, he only said one sentence.

"You believe me, you said it, didn't you?" Looking straight at her like that, staring at her, the uneasiness in his heart was mixed with his words (sounds like that after doing something wrong, did you ?).It's like the witch's cauldron, green, black, brown, red, yellow, all mixed together, it doesn't produce a beautiful scene, it just makes people more uncomfortable.That was Zhang Xier's current mood.

"Lie down and sleep quickly, or you will have a headache tomorrow." Zhang Xi'er stepped out, "Hurry up and change into your pajamas."

Hearing that there was no sound in the room, she came in again, wiped his face and hands with a warm towel, and brought his leather shoes downstairs.

She lay beside him, the smell of tobacco and alcohol still covered the fresh plant scent she was familiar with and liked.It's like a stranger next to him, doing something that won't be worthy of her trust.

He is busy in the morning, not drunk at night, "believe me" in the middle of the night, mixed together, it is really impossible for people to have good thoughts in their hearts.It can only go further and further into the abyss that is opposite to beauty.

In the morning, Ouyang Xun really had a severe headache, and he didn't have a good breakfast.Seeing this situation, Zhang Xier took the initiative to ask to drive today. Given his mental state, driving is too dangerous.

I arrived at the hospital earlier in the morning than usual, so I saw more things than normal.The nurse's child actually ran around beside Michael, and even took a stack of notebooks, asking Michael to sign for her one by one.The nurse sat lovingly by the bed, reaching out and stroking the child's hair.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xi'er almost lost her temper. It's really no wonder, why did that nurse treat Michael so well? !

Zhang Xi'er decided that if he didn't want the child to play with wolves, let Michael sign a few more copies first.When I went out, I went directly to the attending doctor and asked if I could be discharged today.Then I went downstairs to complete the discharge procedure.Because there was no fee owed, Ouyang Xun and Michael showed up a lot in the past, and Xu Chen probably also said hello, so the whole set of procedures went through very smoothly and quickly.

When Zhang Xier returned to Michael's ward, there was still more than half of the stack of notebooks left.

"Michael, let's go, today we have to go back to make an announcement, the car is parked downstairs. We have to change clothes in the car, there is no time. Sister Zhao, thank you for taking care of Michael these days, this kindness, It's not a homage." What was handed over was a signed CD by Michael.

There are always a few photos in Zhang Xier's bag, as gifts for fans, staff, and as gifts, it is always a very good choice.Once again, Suhang specifically praised Zhang Xier's good behavior of "buying CDs with his own money, increasing the sales of artists' records, and getting twice the result with half the effort" at the internal staff meeting.

The so-called car was parked downstairs, so naturally it was Zhang Xier's silver Cadillac.The so-called changing clothes, of course, there is no such thing.Fortunately, Michael, who was very ambitious, still stared at Zhang Xier with his big innocent eyes, "Where's the clothes for the announcement?"

Zhang Xi'er gave him a blank stare, and drove directly to the company. "Newspapers and magazines are over there, go to the fitness room for fitness, and you know where you are online. Well, today is considered as the first day out of the hospital. Do whatever you want, and start making arrangements for announcements tomorrow. I will arrange the time for you later. you."

For lunch, there is a bitter gourd salad. Zhang Xier knows that this is another dish to relieve the heat.But she really can't eat this dish.Although it wasn't that bitter, I only ate a few mouthfuls of this dish. Zhang Xi'er left a note in it, explaining that he really couldn't eat this food.Then put a small box of biscuits in it that I baked last night when I was waiting for Ouyang Xun to come home.

Since Zhang Xi'er was driving in the morning, she was the one who went to Ouyang Xun's company to pick him up from get off work at night.I called him two or three times on the way, and wanted to tell him that I would be there in about 10 minutes, but he never answered.Therefore, Zhang Xier planned to go downstairs and wait for him.

It's useless to wait because he came out with another person; it's even more unnecessary to wait because he watched him get into another person's car and drove in the opposite direction from home.

Zhang Xi'er felt a fire in her heart all of a sudden, without even hesitation, she drove home directly.So I didn't see Xu Chen who was rushed out, let alone his anxious expression at that time.

That person is jessica.