One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

Nianmu looked at him lying there, although he said it was a stomachache, but he still maintained a calm face, making it impossible for people to see that he was suffering from a stomachache.

She suddenly stood up and asked the man, "Mr. Mu, is there any pure milk in the tea room?"

"I don't know." Mu Shaoling said, except for coffee, he didn't drink any other drinks.

Nian Mu remembered that Tina used to be responsible for replenishing the drinks in the tea room every day. Although Mu Shaoling didn't drink, there were often guests who would visit and they didn't necessarily drink coffee, so there were always plenty of drinks.

"I'll go and see," she said.

Mu Shaoling remained silent, Nianmu walked out of the office and walked towards the tea room.

Walking into the tea room, I happened to meet Tina putting milk in the refrigerator, and she asked, "Hi, is this pure milk?"

Tina looked back at her, nodded, and handed her the milk in her hand, "Do you want a drink?"

"Okay, thank you." Nianmu took the milk, and then found Mu Shaoling's cup on the disinfection cabinet.

Seeing this, Tina asked, "Are you a guest?"

She didn't have any impression of Nian Mu.

Nianmu shook his head, pointed down, "I'm a new employee, um, do you have a new cup?"

Generally, the cups used by guests have been sterilized, but Mu Shaoling has a cleanliness habit. Even if the cups used by others are sterilized, he will not use them, so she is looking for new cups.

Tina felt strange when she heard her say this. After all, this floor is where Mu Shaoling's assistant secretary works, but there are no new colleagues in the secretary's office, and it is impossible for her not to know if the company has a new executive. The staff will not barge into this floor in a daze.

Confused, she pointed to the cups on the top floor and said, "These are all new."

"Thank you." Nianmu nodded in thanks, took out one of the cups, poured all the milk into it, and heated it in the microwave.

While putting drinks in the refrigerator, Tina talked to her, "Are you new here? What department?"

"Actually, I'm not an employee of T Group. To be precise, I moved here from Watson to work." Nianmu has always had a good impression of Tina, so he is willing to say a few more words.

Tina understood immediately, and she said, "So you're a professor!"

She had long heard that Watson had dispatched a group of researchers, and one of them, Professor Nian, had been rumored to have an affair with their boss.

But gossip is not the point, she is so sure that the person in front of her is Nian Mu, the reason is very simple, she is good-looking.

Tina has long heard that Nianmu's beauty makes it hard to believe that she is engaged in medical research.

"Well, hello." Nianmu greeted with a smile. Tina was Mu Shaoling's secretary, so she knew that she wasn't surprised.

"Hello, hello." Tina put the last drink in the refrigerator, and then recorded the time on her personal notepad.

Some beverages with a short shelf life need to be replaced regularly, and she is responsible for these tasks.

Seeing her carefulness, Nianmu admired her secretly.

The microwave dinged, and she brought out the milk.

Tina accosted, "Do you like drinking hot milk?"

"No, this is for Mr. Mu." After Nian Mugang finished speaking, he was afraid she would misunderstand, and explained, "Mr. Mu has a stomachache. Assistant Dong knows that I know a little bit about medicine, so let me take a look. He didn't have lunch, so I thought about getting some milk..."

Tina made a movement that I understand, and said with a smile: "Professor Nian, don't be nervous, I won't say these things casually, I'm going back to the office to work first."

"Yeah." Seeing her leave, Nianmu also brought the milk and left.

Back in the president's office, Mu Shaoling was still lying there.

Nianmu walked over with the milk and said, "Mr. Mu, please drink some milk first."

Mu Shaoling opened his eyes and looked at her from a bottom-up angle, but he didn't think she was ugly.

He discovered this when he was hospitalized in the United States.

Nianmu looks very delicate, so delicate, it's like having plastic surgery, every angle can be challenged, no matter how you look at it, you don't think it's ugly.

Being looked at by his deep eyes, Nianmu felt a little embarrassed, she said: "Drinking some milk is good for your stomach, and you haven't eaten, milk can fill you up."

Hearing this, Mu Shaoling sat up and took her milk, but he didn't intend to drink it. He felt the warmth between his fingers.

Nianmu thought he was thinking about the cup, and explained: "I met your secretary in the tea room just now, and she told me that this cup is new and no one else has used it."

"Is the milk hot?" Mu Shaoling could still feel the warmth of the milk through the material of the cup.

"Well, I warmed it up in the microwave, it's good for my stomach." Nianmu nodded.

Mu Shaoling held the cup and drank it slowly, as if tasting a fine red wine.

The temperature of the warmed milk is just right, not too hot, warm and warm, and it feels a little comfortable to drink in the stomach. I don't know if it's an illusion, but he feels that his symptoms have eased.

Nianmu sat there, waiting for Dong Zijun to buy the needle back.

Fifteen minutes later, Dong Zijun walked in, panting a little, holding a bag in his hand, "Professor Nian, I bought the needle you asked for, but the pharmacy didn't have Huatuo brand, so I took all other brands." I bought it, you can see if there is a suitable one."

Nianmu took his bag and looked at many brands of needles. She pursed her lips and said, "There are too many."

"I don't know which ones are suitable, so I bought more..." Dong Zijun said, "There are also some alcohol disinfection pads inside."

"Well, in fact, any one is fine." Nianmu took out one of the needles, then took out the alcohol cotton pad, and looked at Mu Shaoling fixedly, "Mr. Mu, if you still feel uncomfortable, the needle can relieve the pain." , and then promote the medicinal properties.”

"How long will it take?" Mu Shaoling asked, looking at the slender needle in her hand without any expression.

"It will be all right in about half an hour." Nianmu replied, confident in his acupuncture, a few injections would stop the pain in less than half an hour.

"Let's start." Mu Shaoling drank the last sip of milk, and then lay flat there.

Nianmu looked at him because he was tall and his legs were bent because the sofa was not enough for him to lie there.

If he was to lie flat, his legs would probably have to be lifted up to the armrest.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mu Shaoling raised his head slightly and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Mu, do you have a rest room here? During acupuncture, you need to lie flat and not bend or lift your body." Nian Mu knows that there is a rest room in his office, but he can't directly show that he knows , so only ask.