Lovely wife like clouds

Chapter 37 The Female Capitalist
Putting Wu Yue in the co-pilot seat, Han Ye drove the car back to the city. Wu Yue suddenly noticed that he was wearing a hospital gown, and asked nervously, "You are sick."

"Huh?" Han Ye lowered his head and realized that he ran out wearing a hospital gown.

"It's just a fever, it's gone."

Hearing what he said, Wu Yue's heart sank, and she gradually fell asleep from exhaustion. Han Ye looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and stroked her messy hair with one free hand, his eyes full of distress. color.

When I returned to the hospital, it was already five or six o'clock in the morning. Han Ye was wearing a hospital gown, holding a weak woman in his arms. When he entered the hospital, he received the attention of many doctors and nurses on duty. He didn't change his face about this, and registered. The doctor gave Wu Yue a full-body examination. Except for the skin trauma on his face, there was nothing else.

Han Ye went back to his ward to change his clothes while Wu Yue was asleep, and went through the discharge procedures. What troubled him was how could he explain why his injury healed so quickly?

After yesterday's ups and downs, Wu Yue has been in a drowsy sleep. She didn't even wake up when the nurse applied the medicine to her. She didn't wake up until nine o'clock in the morning. When she saw Han Ye has been guarding himself, and a sweetness blooms in his heart.

"Does the wound on the face still hurt?" Han Ye had been watching TV, but when he saw her wake up, he turned on the TV and asked Wu Yue.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, am I ugly now?" Wu Yue touched her face lightly and asked worriedly.

"Huh?" Han Ye dragged out a long voice and propped his chin in deep thought.

Wu Yue's face turned pale, and she asked quietly, "It's ugly, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Han Ye gave another long hum.

Wu Yue slid into the quilt, and a muffled voice came out, "Don't say it, don't say it, I know it must be ugly."

Han Ye burst out laughing, approached the bed and pulled off her quilt, and Wu Yue covered her face with her hands in a low voice, "Don't look at me."

"Idiot." Han Ye said softly and forcibly removed her hand, leaned over to look at her and said, "Little Crescent Moon is naturally beautiful, no one can match her, she is not ugly at all."

Wu Yue's face was slightly red, and she looked straight at Han Ye, her heart beating thumping.

"Our station reported that a fire broke out in a dilapidated factory building in the southeastern suburbs of this city, killing one person. It is not yet possible to determine whether it was arson or natural fire. The police will conduct an in-depth investigation. The station will continue to report the details later. "

The announcer's voice on the TV was melodious, but Wu Yue's face changed drastically, and she grabbed Han Ye's arm tightly, with a little panic in her eyes.

Han Ye smiled at her and said, "What are you afraid of? It has nothing to do with us."

"But."

"It's nothing but, little Yueya, you have to remember that nothing happened last night, you just accidentally fell down the stairs, you know?" Han Ye interrupted Wu Yue and confessed.

Wu Yue wanted to say something, but when she saw Han Ye's serious expression, she swallowed her words and nodded obediently.

"Good boy, I'll peel an apple for you to eat." Han Ye patted her head, picked up an apple and began to peel it.

Seeing his calm expression, Wu Yue suppressed all doubts and doubts in her heart, and said to Han Ye, "Han Ye, lend me your phone."

Han Ye pointed with his chin. His mobile phone was placed on the table beside the bed. Wu Yue picked it up and made a call.

"Sister Zhang, it's me, Wu Yue."

"Wu Yue, you're missing me again, don't you know there's an announcement in the morning? Can you stop making trouble for me all the time? Me."

"Sister Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm in the hospital now, I'm afraid I won't be able to film for a few days, please ask Sister Zhang to postpone all the announcements for a few days." Wu Yue frowned and interrupted the other party's growl. .

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Are you in the hospital? What's wrong with you? Which hospital are you in?"

"Accidentally fell down the stairs, No. 1 Civilian Hospital." Wu Yue hung up the phone after finishing speaking coldly, with a gloomy look on her face.

Han Ye could hear Wu Yue's displeasure, and asked suspiciously, "Little Yueya, doesn't your manager rely on you for food? Why does he keep showing you faces?"

Wu Yue sighed and explained: "Sister Zhang is the gold agent of our company, and her salary is paid directly by the company, so no matter how popular an artist is, she still doesn't buy it, her duty is to create as much as possible for the company. benefit, so that she can get a higher bonus."

Han Ye roughly understood that he didn't know much about this industry, and he didn't know how popular Wu Yue was, but he often saw Wu Yue's endorsement advertisements on TV, and he could also see her posters when walking on the street. Presumably, in her line of work, she is very happy, right?

"Don't think about those annoying things. You are a patient now, and the patient is the biggest. Take this opportunity to take a good rest. Here, eat an apple." Han Ye handed her the peeled apple in his hand.

"En." Wu Yue smiled, took the apple and ate it.

At this moment, Han Ye's cell phone rang. After checking the number of the caller, Han Ye got up and walked out.

"Han Ye, where are you? Why did you get out of the hospital before your injuries healed?" Shen Manlin's concerned voice came over as soon as the call was connected.

Han Ye looked at the beautiful figure in front of him and said with a smile, "Beautiful sister saw me when she turned around."

Shen Manlin was stunned for a moment, and when she turned around, she saw Han Ye smiling naughtily.Then he walked towards him quickly.

"How could you leave the hospital without authorization?" Shen Manlin frowned slightly and said displeasedly.

"My injuries are no longer a hindrance. Don't you think I'm standing here refreshed?" Han Ye stretched his muscles a few times as he spoke.

"How could it be okay? Your back is so badly injured." Shen Manlin obviously didn't believe Han Ye's words.

Han Ye thought about it, and said mysteriously in Shen Manlin's ear: "I practiced a kind of inner strength mental method since I was a child, and that mental method can quickly heal skin trauma."

Shen Manlin frowned deeply, "Who are you lying to? What kind of internal skills? So powerful."

Han Ye shouted injustice, "I'm serious, if you don't believe me, take a look at my clothes." Han Ye turned his back to Shen Manlin as he spoke.

Shen Manlin slapped him on the back, but Han Ye didn't cry out for pain, which made her believe his words a little bit.

"Okay, I believe you are."

"Hey, I'm a good boy who never lies." Han Ye turned around and said ruffiantly.

Shen Manlin folded her arms around her chest and said in a capitalist tone, "Since you're fine, go back to work for me."

"Isn't it? Beautiful sister, she's too capitalist." Han Ye jumped up and shouted.

Shen Manlin glanced at him, and said coolly, "I'm a capitalist from the beginning."

Han Ye lowered his head, stretched out a finger and said, "Just one day, tomorrow I will go to work. A friend of mine is hospitalized and no one is taking care of her. I can't leave her alone in the hospital."

"Friend?" Shen Manlin looked at him with interest, and then asked, "Is it a girl?"

Han Ye said silently, "Can you even guess this?"

Shen Manlin squinted at him again, men are always unable to resist the temptation of women.

"I'll just give you a day off." After speaking, he turned and left.

Han Yemo.

(End of this chapter)