After wearing the book, my strategy was wrong, the male protagonist

Chapter 135 Going to the Hospital

Tezhu Zhao couldn't figure out why, but bowing his head and pretending to be dead was the most correct choice at this time.

Sure enough, after he lowered his head, the boss's death stare on him disappeared.

Only then did Lin Zhishen speak, with a somewhat unpleasant tone: "Why don't you change your clothes?"

Zhong Wan didn't care about Lin Zhishen's attitude, she opened the dining chair and sat down.

"You brought the clothes in my living room to the cloakroom? Did you move my cloakroom?"

Lin Zhishen's hand holding the coffee paused for a moment, he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder and a cleanliness attack, and for a moment he forgot that Zhong Wan didn't like him touching her things.

He frowned, quietly waiting for Zhong Wan to lose his temper at him.

This way of getting along started three years ago when Zhong Wan was about to enter the entertainment industry and they had a big fight.

A year ago, the two entered the cold war period, except for special festivals or when Zhong Rou forced them to meet, usually the two had no interaction at all.

Today is considered an exception among exceptions, because Lin Yeguo was injured.

Xiaocha handed the vegetable sandwich in front of her, and she picked up the sandwich and took a bite like a normal person, and said in a somewhat unpleasant tone, "Don't touch my cloakroom next time."

Lin Zhishen looked at her in surprise.

She said next time.

Half a minute later, Lin Zhishen nodded: "Okay."

The corner of Zhong Wan's mouth twitched into a casual smile, as expected, the male supporting role who hadn't met Tao Yiran had a better strategy than He Yu.

Zhong Wan reaches for the coffee.

Special assistant Zhao didn't know what kind of coffee Zhong Wan liked to drink, so he bought coffee for Zhong Wan according to the usual taste of his female colleagues in the company.

It didn't have the taste Zhong Wan wanted, so she withdrew her hand and put down the sandwich. She became inexplicably irritable and depressed.

Zhong Wan has a strong sense of presence, especially when she is in a state of low pressure, no one can ignore her.

Just at this moment, the doorbell rang.

Xiaocha breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to the door to get coffee.

After seeing the pile of coffee Zhao Tezhu bought, she immediately placed an order for Mocha for Zhong Wan.

It was only in the last month or so that she discovered the importance of Mocha to Zhong Wan.

She had to drink it every day, and the only day she didn't drink it was because of a fever. When she remembered that she didn't drink it, she was irritable for a long time, and Xiaocha was shivering for a long time.

Therefore, Zhong Wan proposed to buy two cups of mocha the next day, but Xiaocha only dared to retaliate after buying.

Mocha was delivered to Zhong Wan, Zhong Wan took a sip, and the low air pressure hovering around him gradually dissipated.

In this world without alcohol, coffee is her second life.

Lin Zhishen also noticed the change in Zhong Wan's mood, glanced at her, frowned and said nothing more.

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By the time Zhong Wan packed up, it was almost noon.

Xiaocha stayed at home, and Zhao Tezhu drove Zhong Wan and Lin Zhishen to the hospital.

Lin Zhishen knew that Lin Yeguo was injured after Zhong Wan.

The two called Zhong Rou downstairs in the hospital and asked for the ward number before going up.

The elevator door opened, and Zhong Wan and the two walked out.

At the corner, a man carrying a silver box walked towards him, almost bumping into Zhong Wan.

But the silver box in his hand brushed Zhong Wan's leg.

Good strength is not heavy, not very painful.

The man apologized before looking up at them.

Zhong Wan didn't recognize Zhong Wan wearing a mask, but he recognized Lin Zhishen next to him.

He looked flustered for a second and left in a hurry.

Zhong Wan inadvertently saw the box in the man's hand, which was the same model as her makeup artist's.

She looked away and didn't care.

Lin Zhishen cared about her dryly: "It's all right."

Zhong Wan hummed lightly: "It's okay, let's go."

(End of this chapter)