Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

"In the past few days, my reputation in the design department has been extremely poor. If I can't deliver any more results, I can only be dismissed."

"You're drawing in the office these days."

"I have to go on a field trip before I can draw it."

"You've been there today and made yourself look like this." He stared at her mummified feet, his eyes darkened.

"I only made a turn at close range, and it was too late to see the whole picture clearly."

"Design the part you've been through today."

There are many reasons. Anyway, there is no room for her to refuse.

Yi Qiao didn't argue with him any more.

Lying on the bed reading, a little bit sulky, "I'm not the soldier under your hand."

Yi Qiao wanted to read more, but after drinking a glass of milk from Mo Beiting, she felt a little sleepy.

Rubbing his eyes, the book in his hand was taken away. Mo Beiting turned off the light and reached for Yi Qiao. "Go to bed, get up early tomorrow."

Although Yiqiao's sleep has improved in the past two days, she has not yet reached the point where she is sleepy with the light on and the book in her hand. She leans against Mo Beiting's arms with her back. Her voice is hazy and she is almost asleep. "Did you add something in the milk?"

"I asked Jin Zhi to prescribe some sleeping pills. It's not the diazepam you took before. It won't be allergic."

After a long time, Yi Qiao just "en" a, then completely fell into deep sleep.

……

I had a good sleep, but Yi Qiao didn't wake up naturally. Instead, she felt that her ankle was a little cold. She pressed her hands back and forth along her ankle, which was a little painful.

She suddenly woke up with a start.

Reflexively retract your feet and open your eyes.

Yan Jinzhi is giving her medicine, palm empty, look up to see Yi Qiao has waken up, is looking at his body side standing three elder brother.

"Third sister-in-law, you wake up. You have to apply medicine on your foot for several days. Besides, you can't walk. You have to keep it for a while."

Yi Qiao felt that her ankle was cool and swollen, but it was much better than last night.

"Do you still see ligament strain?"

She remembers that Yan Jinzhi seems to be in charge of internal medicine.

Yan Jinzhi looked at Mo Beiting bitterly, "originally not, but now you will. If you want to hurt twice, I guess you have to study surgery, traditional Chinese medicine, rehabilitation..."

"Why the hell are you talking so much? After applying the medicine, get out of here

Mo Beiting kicked on the chair, his voice was low and cold, as if he was extremely impatient.

Yan Jinzhi feels that she is not only wronged, but also wronged. She was called here early in the morning, and now she has used it up. The speed of driving out people is faster than inviting people.

He continued to apply medicine, "third brother, if you don't take me like this, I can't tear down the bridge across the river. If I don't eat breakfast, I'll drive people out."

"Then you can go down to have breakfast and get out of here."

Yan Jinzhi took off the latex gloves and threw them into the garbage can, "you'd better not ask me for anything next time."

"Go out, next time don't crow mouth early in the morning, talk nonsense again, next time it's not kicking the bench."

Yan Jin's reaction is that most Chinese people don't like to say bad things in the morning. In the past, they were a few rough men, but the third sister-in-law was not in good health, so the third brother should care about it.

If she thinks too much, it will burden her body.

He quickly bahed three times, "third sister-in-law, don't think too much about it. I have no population, nothing else..."

Before he finished, he was pinched out of the door by Mo Beiting.

The door is closed before you know it!

“……”

How many times has he been used up and turned out?

Yi Qiao sat up in bed, feet wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, not to mention walking, is a little effort to hurt.

It's bright outside.

She took her cell phone to watch the time. It was more than nine o'clock. She was late already!

I don't know why the alarm didn't go off.

Mo Beiting raised his feet and came over. He asked naturally, "do you want to go to the company?"

"Are you going to get me a wheelchair?"

"I'll hold you."

He took her to the design department?

Yi Qiao doesn't want to make too much noise, and she can only sit in the position to draw. She doesn't have the kind of affectation pride. She has to work hard to make a performance of not being late or leaving early. "No, I'll call the manager later to ask for leave."

"Well, lie still and I'll get you breakfast."

Mo Beiting then turned and walked towards the door. Yi Qiao looked at his back. When the door closed, she looked down for her slippers and prepared to go to the bathroom.