my beloved little swan

Chapter 57 Thank You, President Ouyang
You Qiaoqiao sensed Ouyang Lanbao's kindness, so she obediently remained silent.

It wasn't until Ouyang Lanbao carefully changed the medicine for her legs that she slowly let go of her whole body's guard.

"Last night,,,!" After You Qiaoqiao said these two words, her cheeks turned red.

"It's a hot day, and you keep shouting that it's cold, so,,,!"

So last night, the embrace as strong as the sun in the dream came from Ouyang Lanbao?
No one has ever given her such a sense of peace of mind, as if it was her mother who was holding her.

But if it was a man holding him, it would be more appropriate to describe him as his father's embrace.

Although she was unhappy to be taken advantage of by Ouyang Lanbao, she also had good intentions, and You Qiaoqiao had to take back all the vicious words that she wanted to scold Ouyang Lanbao.

Changed his words: "Thank you!"

The servant brought porridge and side dishes, and Ouyang Lanbao helped You Qiaoqiao up.

You Qiaoqiao leaned on the bed cushion as if she was falling apart, fearing that You Qiaoqiao's hands would be burned, so Ouyang Lanbao personally fed her porridge.

"I eat it myself!"

But Ouyang Lanbao refused to agree, and continued to feed the food domineeringly.

Helpless, if you are hungry or want to eat, you should open your mouth obediently.

After eating half a bowl, I couldn't eat any more.

After all, people still suffer.

The doctor came over quickly, inspected You Qiaoqiao's injury, nodded repeatedly and said: "The recovery is better than I imagined!"

"Doctor, can I still dance in the future?" This is what You Qiaoqiao cares most about.

"Yes! However, you have to rest for at least another three months! You can return to the stage. Of course, if you recover quickly, you can walk normally in about a week to half a month!"

"What? I can only dance after three months! Then I have to drink the Northwest Wind! I still have to rely on these legs to make money to support my family!" You Qiaoqiao wanted to cry without tears.

The thought of having no income for three months was worse than letting her die.

Stinky Ouyang Lanbao, she used to play the piano in a restaurant under the Ouyang Group to earn some living expenses, but was forced to lose her job by Ouyang Lanbao. Book?

God!How can she survive?
The doctor saw You Qiaoqiao looking like the sky was falling, and said with a smile: "With President Ouyang here, are you afraid that you will run out of money?"

"He has money, it's none of my business! Huh!"

Ouyang Lanbao pursed her lips. With his size, he looked like he was smiling. Even when he smiled, he was so cool that he almost fascinated thousands of young girls.

"Since you were injured while filming in my company, I will be responsible for all your medical expenses, and of course, I will also give you a sum of compensation!"

"Really?" You Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up, as if life suddenly saw hope.

She seemed to have completely forgotten that she was a patient, and her head didn't hurt so much anymore.

How poor is this, when it comes to money, so disregarding image!
"The amount of compensation will definitely be higher than your current monthly income, you can rest assured!"

"Thank you, President Ouyang!"

"Seeing that you are in good spirits, go back to your own home in a while!" Ouyang Lanbao returned to his usual indifference.

It's hard to imagine, is that gentle and considerate man from last night to today really Ouyang Lanbao?
Or he has a split personality.

Going home to recuperate?

You Qiaoqiao saw that her injury was so serious, she didn't want to go home and make Mr. You worry.

He is an old man, and if he knew that she fell from the height of the stage and fell like this, he would not suffer to death.

(End of this chapter)