Domineering president, forgive me

Steamed stuffed bun looked at the bean paste and didn't know how to answer the question, because he didn't know either.

He doesn't know why people always like to say some insincere words. He doesn't know why the adult world is so difficult to understand. He also doesn't know why he has worked hard to forget what happened that day, but it is like watching a movie, playing it again and again in his mind.

"Brother, you're lying." Dousha looked at the steamed stuffed bun carefully, with some tears on his face, but his eyes were unusually bright.

"You told me that it was not a good boy who lied, but why did you lie, brother? You're obviously hurt here. Why don't you say it? "

The tender little hand of bean paste points to the heart of steamed stuffed bun.

Steamed stuffed bun looked down at the hand of bean paste and the position of the wise man. He felt that his nose was sour and there was something to rush out.

"I didn't lie and my heart wasn't hurt. I'm just like you. I also don't understand why the adult world is so complicated."

"Dousha, do you know where mom and dad are? I want to see Mommy. I have a lot to say to Mommy. "

Looking at such a sad steamed stuffed bun, Dousha's heart is also very uncomfortable.

"Mom is also injured. Now in the hospital, dad asked me to come back to accompany you. He said you were unhappy, and grandma asked me to tell jokes to make you happy, but brother, I know that if you are unhappy here, even if I tell jokes, you won't laugh, right?"

Dousha pointed to the heart of the steamed stuffed bun again, gently stroked it twice, then breathed a sigh, raised his head, smiled and said to the steamed stuffed bun:

"Mom said, it won't hurt if you're hurt. Dousha has just helped you breathe. Does brother don't hurt?"

The steamed stuffed bun suddenly smiled, rubbed the bean paste's hair and said, "silly bean paste, you can't see the wound across your clothes. How can you help me?"

Bean paste tilted his head and thought for a while. It seemed that what the steamed stuffed bun said was reasonable. He picked up the steamed stuffed bun's clothes, but he still didn't see the wound and was confused.

"But you can't see the wound when you take off your clothes."

Steamed stuffed bun looked down, "it seems so."

Both of them made difficulties at the same time. They looked at each other with their heads tilted. They looked at each other for a while and smiled at the same time.

Seeing the steamed stuffed bun smiling, Dousha was not so worried. He took the steamed stuffed bun by the hand and asked, "brother, can I sleep with you at night?"

Steamed stuffed bun nodded and said, "OK."

In fact, steamed stuffed bun didn't dare to say. He hadn't dared to sleep for several days. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the picture of the strange man cutting Jiang Qingwei's neck with a knife and splashing blood.

At this time, Murong Qiu, hiding outside the door, was relieved to hear that the brothers in the room seemed to be all right.

Just now when she heard the cry of Dousha, she rushed over and saw Xiang Qing just coming out. She thought she bullied Dousha, but when she calmed down, it didn't seem like that.

Murongqiu asked Dousha to tell some jokes to make steamed stuffed bun happy. Don't be unhappy, but the child had his own ideas.

However, no matter what the process is, it's all right now. That's good.

In the hospital on the other side.

It was early morning when Jiang Yuanzhou handled the affairs left by the police station and the company and returned to the hospital.

"President."

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded faintly, which was a response. Through the perspective window, he saw Xu Di lying on the table asleep, frowned slightly and asked:

"Has Xu Di been taking care of Shao Xiangyang this afternoon?"

The bodyguard should say, "yes, I haven't rested for a moment. Miss Xu did it herself when changing the dressing."

Dressing change

"Nothing else happened?"

The bodyguard shook his head. "No, in the afternoon, no one else came except the nurse came to change the medicine and the doctor came for a routine examination."

As if suddenly remembered something, the bodyguard added, "according to your instructions, we have carefully checked all the people who want to go in. Whether doctors or nurses, we have strictly checked their certificates."

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded with satisfaction and said, "too many things have happened recently. We must protect her."

"Yes."

"Did she wake up?"

"No, I've been sleeping all the time. After checking, the doctor said that this is normal. I'll wake up tomorrow morning. If I don't wake up tomorrow morning, I'll find him again."

Jiang Yuanzhou nodded. He wanted to go in and have a look at Xiangyang, but his mobile phone rang untimely.

"President, someone reported the location of Ellens. Do you want me to show someone now?" Secretary sun's tone was a little excited.

"Of course, send me the address and I'll go with you."

Secretary sun hesitated and whispered, "president, I'll just go. You'd better take care of your little grandmother. It's just a suspicious phone call. It's not sure that Ellens is there. If I'm empty in the past."

After sipping his lips, Secretary sun added: "last time you suddenly lost contact, my wife was very worried, and something like Mr. happened again, so president, you still..."

Secretary sun originally wanted to persuade Jiang Yuanzhou to stay, and then he went to the scene to see the situation. But Jiang Yuanzhou didn't give ay a chance to finish his words, so he interrupted him and said coldly:

"I know my responsibility. I don't need you to remind me. It's precisely because I know that I want to find Ellen as soon as possible more than anyone else."

Secretary sun still knew Jiang Yuanzhou's temperament. Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he didn't hesitate. He immediately sent Jiang Yuanzhou the address. They set out almost at the same time.

At this time, Ellens was lying on the beach, staring at the stars in the sky.

It was late at night, but he was not sleepy at all.

What constantly comes to mind is what Xiangyang looked like when he was injured. I don't know if Xiangyang is better now. Did he wake up? Will there be any sequelae in the future.

From the beginning, Ellens didn't want to hurt Xiangyang, but there were accidents again and again.

But almost at the same time, Ellens immediately remembered another man's face and the ferocious wound on his neck.

"He's dead. Jiang Qingwei is finally dead." Ellens's eyes were full of bloodthirsty and his smile was full of evil cunning.

He always hoped that Jiang Qingwei would die and felt that only in this way could he make up for his debt to his mother. But today, when she really saw Jiang Qingwei's body, Ellens felt stuffy in her chest, which was very uncomfortable.

In front of him, a meteor flashed by, and Ellens looked at it in a daze. For a long time, it seemed that he had just reacted and muttered to himself.

"Is that you? Mom. "