The rich and the cold play love: the stupid maid

Chapter 75 I will be responsible for you 1
"Yes." Someone behind said reassuringly, and all the leaders in the hospital went downstairs together to watch Feng Zhanyi and his group leave, and after standing for a long time, they went back to busy with their own work.

Because Feng Zhanyi couldn't drive, he sat in the back seat of the car with An Qianqian.An Qianqian sat there cautiously, not daring to move, for fear of touching his injured hand.

When he came out of it before, didn't the doctor say to pay more attention?It's been a hundred days of hurting muscles and bones, but fortunately it's not winter, otherwise Feng Zhanyi's wound would heal even more slowly.

What did the doctor say?By the way, touch less water, change dressings on schedule, pay attention to wound dressing... These are all good, An Qianqian even wants to learn how to cook soup with Wang Ma after returning...

"What are you thinking?" He put his big hands on her shoulders and asked.

"No..." She dared not look him in the eyes.But I heard him say to himself: "My hand was injured because of you, how are you going to compensate me?"

Promise with your body?An Qianqian suddenly thought of the clips in ancient martial arts movies, but now, I'm afraid it's not the time for her to joke, so she said seriously:

"Don't worry, I will take care of you."

As soon as these words were said, Feng Zhanyi immediately frowned and thought a little, could it be that she... But An Qianqian's words instead immediately brought him back to normal: "I will take care of you until you until the wound is completely healed."

It seems that my thoughts are a bit too much... Feng Zhanyi, who was still a little excited, changed his expression and looked out the window, hehe, didn't she just promise to take good care of him?Then he might as well enjoy the happiness these few days, and it would be nice to rest quietly at home!
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"Hey, Dad, let's take a break from the handover ceremony for now. I'm not feeling well recently."

"What's the matter? Did you go to the hospital?" When Feng Lao heard that his son was unwell, he immediately became concerned, but his tone remained the same, as indifferent as before: "How about..."

Before waiting for his father to say it, he said directly:

"Well, give me half a month's leave. After half a month, I will automatically go back to work in the company. It's just a trivial matter. I accidentally cut something in my hand by the glass, and the wound has been treated..."

"I'll give your mother the phone number, just wait a moment."

"No, don't tell my mother, it will save her from worrying again."

"Well, you should pay attention to rest. Don't worry about the company's affairs now."

"Well, Dad, goodbye."

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After Feng Zhanyi finished making the phone call, he lay comfortably on his bed. If his fussy mother found out about this, he would be eager to rush to him right away and show up in a hurry. It's not bad to ask my mother to worry, and to stay at home quietly for a few days.

"It's a blessing in disguise." Although he was injured a bit, it happened to give him a chance to rest, and he could also take advantage of this time to secretly send someone to have a better understanding of the company's affairs.

In this way, he can secretly figure out all the current internal situation of the company, including those interpersonal relationships.

In fact, he just suffered a slightly serious injury to his right hand. Isn't he still able to use his left hand?After all, it's not something serious enough to go out.

(End of this chapter)