ace female assistant

Chapter 277 For Her
After taking the medicine, my head became clearer, but my body was still very soft. I don't know if it was just waking up or weak.

Turning over, Cen Qinghe picked up the mobile phone whose screen was always on, squinted and saw the words 'Shang Shaocheng' calling on it.

After sliding the connect button, she held the phone to her ear and said in a low voice, "Hello?"

Shang Shaocheng's voice came quickly, with a bit of impatience, "You fell asleep? I called you six or seven times."

Cen Qinghe replied in a low voice: "I fell asleep."

There was the sound of traffic on the phone, and he said in a deep voice, "Where are you? Hurry up and pick me up, I'm downstairs in the hospital."

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe frowned subconsciously, and asked in surprise, "Ah? Which hospital are you downstairs?"

Shang Shaocheng endured his impatience, and replied word by word: "Second Hospital of Winter City, come quickly."

Cen Qinghe was stunned, the hotel room was dark, she couldn't help but sit up with her arms propped up, turned on the bedside lamp, and asked in a daze, "Are you in Winter City? Is it true?"

Shang Shaocheng said angrily: "Moji, can you hurry up? I'm going to freeze to death!"

Cen Qinghe asked again: "Are you really in Winter City?"

Shang Shaocheng said in a bad tone: "Your place really opened my eyes. A good hospital must be made like an entertainment place. The four big characters of the Second Hospital of Dongcheng are red and red. Those who don't know think that the hospital is celebrating the New Year every day. There is a row of small restaurants outside the courtyard... Eh? Don’t you do urban planning here? It’s a provincial capital after all, how did you make it look like an enlarged version of an eighth-tier city?”

Upon hearing this, Cen Qinghe finally confirmed that the other person was outside the hospital.

Lifting the quilt on her body, she got out of bed and said, "Why are you here?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "The company has something to do, so I just came here on a business trip." After that, he urged impatiently, "Where are you? If you are in the hospital, tell me the room number, and I will go up by myself. What the hell is that?" ,so cold……"

Cen Qinghe hurriedly said: "Wait for me for 3 minutes, I'm at the hotel, come right away."

Shang Shaocheng threatened in a deep voice, "Start the clock from now, you see if you dare to be one second late."

Cen Qinghe hung up the phone without saying a word.

He casually picked up the dark brown pullover sweater on the side, black thin suede pants on his lower body, and a pair of black mid-heel pointed shoes.All this equipment belonged to Xu Li, and she was wrapped in her own army green windbreaker. Cen Qinghe didn't even look in the mirror, left the hotel room, and ran out in a hurry.

The Hanting Hotel is directly opposite the Second Hospital of Dongcheng, and there is only a big road between the two. When Cen Qinghe rushed over, he saw a tall figure in a white shirt standing at the gate of the courtyard a few meters away. .

In autumn and winter in Northeast China, not only is it cool early, but it also gets dark quickly.It was only after five o'clock in the evening, but it was already dark, only the street lamps on the side of the road were illuminating.

Everyone was wearing black, gray, brown and dark jackets, so Shang Shaocheng, who was wearing a white shirt, looked extraordinarily eye-catching at first glance.

He stood on the curb of the road at the gate of the courtyard. It was unknown whether he was wearing too little clothes or he was too handsome, which attracted the attention of passers-by.But he himself didn't care, carrying a bag in his right hand and a cigarette in his left hand, Cen Qinghe ran diagonally from behind him, and shouted from three meters away: "Hey."

Shang Shaocheng turned his head when he heard the sound.

After a long time, Cen Qinghe still remembered that Shang Shaocheng appeared in a white shirt on the evening streets in mid-September in the Northeast.Maybe it's because he was standing in a special position. When he turned his head, the warm yellow light from the street lamp just shot across the profile of his face, making his face hidden between bright and dark.

At this moment, Cen Qinghe was really taken aback. She didn't think carefully about whether the missing heartbeat was shocking or amazing, because this second or two was very short. When Shang Shaocheng saw her, he immediately turned around and said Step towards her.

Walking in front of her, he didn't say a word, just raised his left hand towards her, Cen Qinghe looked vigilant and defensive, and said tentatively: "Why? I don't smoke."

Shang Shaocheng was furious, his handsome face was gloomy, his thin lips parted, and he said angrily: "I'll let you look at your watch, do you have any sense of time? It's still 3 minutes, it's 7 minutes gone."

Cen Qinghe pursed her mouth, and replied helplessly and aggrieved: "It's not that I don't have a strong sense of time, but that I'm not sensitive to the length of distance. I thought that if we were so close, we might arrive in the blink of an eye. Who knew that halfway I would wait for the elevator and wait for the elevator again." Red light, don't rely on me, I'll come out after I hang up the phone, why don't you get dressed first."

Speaking of the word clothes, Shang Shaocheng frowned, and blatantly looked her over from head to toe, from her shoes to her face, and asked in a calm voice with some doubts: "Why do you Are you dressed as if you inherited an inheritance?"

When Cen Qinghe heard the words, she almost rolled her eyes, and stepped forward, she replied in a muffled voice: "I came back in a hurry, and I forgot that the temperature in the Northeast had already cooled down, so instead of wearing my mother's clothes, why don't you just wear a vest with bare thighs? "

Shang Shaocheng looked straight at Cen Qinghe, and said calmly and rationally on purpose: "You also know to wear more, because you are afraid of the cold, look at me, I have been standing here for almost half an hour."

There is a storm hidden under his calmness, judging from the pronunciation of his enunciation, he is also gritting his back molars.

Cen Qinghe realized later, and hurriedly said: "Oh, is it freezing? Why don't you wear more?"

"Who doesn't know how to play tricks? Call you, and you can pick it up quickly, like a deaf person."

Shang Shaocheng was upset, and this anger naturally had to be vented towards Cen Qinghe.

Cen Qinghe replied casually: "I took medicine before going to bed today, and I slept soundly, so I didn't hear anything."

Hearing this, worry flashed across his eyes quickly, but he was standing with his backlit, Cen Qinghe didn't see it.

He looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cen Qinghe said: "I just came back from Binhai. It's hot and cold. I guess I have a bit of a cold." After finishing speaking, she hurriedly said: "Where are you going now? Find a place to sit first, don't stand in the wind, be careful I have a cold too."

She casually said a word of concern, and a warm current flowed through Shang Shaocheng's heart.

Most of the arrogance disappeared immediately, and he handed her the bag on his right hand.

Cen Qinghe took it suspiciously, "What?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "They are all supplements."

Cen Qinghe raised his eyes and said hurriedly: "What supplements can you buy me? I'm fine, just a little cold, look at you..."

Shang Shaocheng frowned, and said with disgust in his eyes: "You are so self-indulgent, who bought it for you, and you are also in the operating room?"

Cen Qinghe was taken aback, Shang Shaocheng's tone dropped, and he said in a lukewarm way: "The things I brought for your milk are all things that are helpful to the elderly."

On the phone, he could hear how much she cared about the old man, worried about this and that, he didn't think he liked it, at best he just... really wanted to help her, and didn't want to see her get angry in a hurry.

Yes, it's not to please, he is filial.

Cen Qinghe looked inside the bag, and the boxes inside were all in long brocade boxes. Just looking at the boxes, she knew that the things were expensive, so she quickly handed the bag back and said out loud, "No, my grandma's surgery went well. , the doctor said that you can go back after staying in the hospital for a week, and we will buy what you need, thank you."

Seeing her handing the bag back, Shang Shaocheng turned his face in an instant and looked at her coldly. He didn't reach out to take it, but replied in a deep voice: "The things are for Chen Boxuan and Shen Guanren, don't return them yourself."

After all, without waiting for Cen Qinghe to say anything, he suddenly turned around and left.

Cen Qinghe watched him turn his face and see him go, her heart was tumbling with fright, she chased after her without thinking, the shoes on her feet were not her own, even if the size was right, they didn't fit her feet, she was grabbing Shang Shaocheng's arm At that moment, there was an 'ouch' sound, and I almost sprained my ankle.

Shang Shaocheng stood still on the spot, and then couldn't help turning sideways to face her. With his hands hanging by his sides, his fingertips made a slight upward movement. He wanted to help her, but he couldn't bear it because of his face. Living.

Cen Qinghe stood firm, frowned and raised his eyes to look at him, curled his lips and said, "Are you a face-turning monkey?" Turning your face is faster than turning a book.

Shang Shaocheng was still holding his breath in his heart, and rushed all the way to the airport after a seven-hour flight. He didn't bring any clothes and luggage, so he specially asked someone to buy high-quality ginseng, wolfberry, deer antler and bird's nest at the tonic store.

He tried to make her happy, but she tried to make him go away.

Seeing that he was silent, Cen Qinghe also knew why he was upset, so he pursed his eyes and said in a slightly coquettish tone: "Then you are not polite?"

Shang Shaocheng said expressionlessly: "Pretend."

Cen Qinghe replied indifferently: "When others give gifts, we are polite. That is the number of etiquette. China's cultural traditions have been around for 5000 years. Did you drink too much foreign ink and don't remember it?"

Seeing her push her nose up to her face, Shang Shaocheng frowned suddenly, his beautiful black eyes were smeared with dangerous anger.

Cen Qinghe looked at him more often, and hurriedly snatched him before he got angry again, and said with a smile on his face: "I was wrong, can't I be wrong? Thank you, Director Shang, I accept your gift and heart together, and I deeply appreciate it." Keep it in my heart, I forget that no one can forget your goodness, thank you Dade, I thank your whole family."

Shang Shaocheng's complexion changed several times, he was really angry and liked it, that feeling was very strange, like he was falling in love with himself, the more angry she was with him, the more energetic he was - in a word, cheap .

In his heart, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, but Shang Shaocheng must maintain the tall image of a paper tiger, full of disgust, and said in a bad tone: "Did you break your foot?"

He used this method to hide his worry about her. Cen Qinghe looked down, smiled heartlessly, and replied with a grin: "It's okay, it's okay."

Shang Shaocheng had nothing to do with her, and just about to hurt her, suddenly a gust of night wind blew by, and Cen Qinghe's buttonless windbreaker was lifted, and she shivered.

He leaned down unobtrusively to shield her from the wind, and complained in a deep voice: "Can I go to the hospital? If I get a headache from the cold, Cen Qinghe, how can I wear small shoes for you when you go back to Night City!"

(End of this chapter)