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

Sitting on a chair, Li Ni chatted with her, "What good will he do if he comes? He said he wants to find a company to cooperate with."

"Cooperation?" Nianmu frowned slightly, and accidentally pulled the wound, she subconsciously raised her hand to touch it, and let out a "hiss".

Li Ni asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is the wound hurting?"

Nianmu slowed down and shook his head, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Seeing that the gauze she had wrapped was still white and no blood had leaked out, Li Ni warned, "You, you must be careful, don't make so many expressions before the wound heals, and be careful not to leave scars."

Listening to her nagging, Nianmu felt warm, and continued the topic just now, "Why did he propose cooperation?"

"It is said that my company has just been established, and the design department is not strong enough, so I want to invite foreign aid. I think he came here deliberately to find trouble. He asked foreign aid to find Huazhu? You know, Huazhu is Mr. Mu's wife, Ruan Bai The company that was established before, she doesn't care about things now, and everything is managed by Mr. Mu, don't you think Song Beiye deliberately came to pick things up to make a sense of presence?" Li Ni replied, mentioning Song Beiye, every word was full of disgust.

Thinking of what Song Beiye had done, I thought he was just a dude with a little more means, but he didn't have much strength.

But after this incident, his strength was fully revealed. Nianmu didn't know if Mu Shaoling and Song Beixi knew about it early on, but after he knew it, he was quite shocked.

It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid.

Holding Li Ni's hand, she exhorted: "Song Beiye can't be underestimated now, you have to protect yourself, you know?"

Li Ni nodded after listening to her words, "I see, you too..."

The two chatted for a while longer before Li Ni left.

Nian Mu talked to her a lot, feeling a little thirsty, and wanted to pour a glass of water. Aunt Mei saw it and immediately stepped forward, "Ms. Nian, let me help you."

Watching Aunt Mei pouring water for him, Nianmu remembered how she took care of her before, and when she met Song Beiye, she was not cowardly, unlike an ordinary nurse.

"Aunt Mei, you are not a nurse in the hospital, are you?" She said, but her tone was affirmative.

Aunt Mei was stunned when she put down the water bottle. When she handed the water to Nian Mu, her face regained her composure, and said with a smile, "Ms. Nian, if I wasn't a nurse, why would Mr. Mu let me take care of you?"

"You are Mr. Mu's subordinate, so he sent you to take care of me." Nianmu took the water glass and put the straw on it to drink.

"I'm indeed his subordinate now, after all, Mr. Mu hired me." Aunt Mei's words were vague, with innate qualifications.

Hearing what she said, Nian Mu became even more certain that she was Mu Shaoling's subordinate.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't admit it, after all, she already knows it in her heart.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Aunt Mei felt a little guilty, and didn't know what went wrong, why did she just suspect it was herself?

Seeing that it was almost time, Aunt Mei picked up the medicine on the table and asked, "Ms. Nian, do you want to take medicine now?"

Nianmu glanced at the time. When she was in the hospital, all the time passed very slowly. Basically, she ate and slept. Even though she can get out of bed and walk around now, there is nowhere to go.

And wearing this patient suit is even more inconvenient.

Nianmu thought to himself, it would be better to rest earlier after taking the medicine.

Seeing her nodding, Aunt Mei divided up the medicine, and after Nianmu finished eating, she lay down on the bed.

The phone vibrated, and she picked it up to see that it was a WeChat message from Dong Zijun.

He is concerned about her situation.

Nianmu lay down and briefly replied about his situation.

After a while, Dong Zijun sent a WeChat message asking for help, saying that he had a document in Russian that he could not translate, and asked if she had time.

Nianmu thought, if Dong Zijun hadn't been helpless, he wouldn't have asked himself for help.

She readily agreed and asked Dong Zijun to send the electronic version of the document to herself, and help her translate it as soon as possible.

Dong Zijun was relieved to learn that she was willing to translate for him, and said that he would send the computer and documents over later.

Nianmu looked at WeChat and quickly replied, "Okay."

Fifteen minutes later, Dong Zijun came to the ward.

Nianmu looked at the man with a laptop in one hand and documents in the other, and she asked, "Tezhu Dong, were you at the hospital gate before?"

The documents in Dong Zijun's hands are urgently needed. If they are handed over to others for translation, they may be leaked, but Mu Shaoling believes in Nian Mu, so it should be no problem to hand over the documents to her for translation.

He didn't want to disturb her recuperation, but there was really nothing he could do at the moment.

Dong Zijun smiled in embarrassment, and put down the things in his hand, "Yes, I really have no choice. I don't feel relieved to hand over these documents to outsiders for translation."

"I understand." Nianmu nodded, took the documents in his hand, glanced at them, and said: "There are not many documents, you can go back to accompany Xiao Su and the child first, just come and get them tomorrow."

"That's too much trouble for you, thank you, Professor Nian." With her help, Dong Zijun felt at ease now.

After Dong Zijun left, Aunt Mei said, "Miss Nian, you are still recuperating from your injuries, why did you agree to take over the job?"

Hearing Aunt Mei's tone of thinking for herself, Nian Mu explained: "If it wasn't really helpless, he wouldn't ask me for help."

Aunt Mei couldn't stop her from opening her laptop and opening files.

Nianmu took a look at the document, and said to Aunt Mei: "It may take a while for me to do this, you can go to bed first, I turn on the light by the bed and it will be bright enough."

"The light on the bedside is not enough, it will hurt your eyes, the light in the ward should be turned on, it doesn't matter anyway." Aunt Mei said, unfolding the accompanying bed.

Nianmu didn't say anything, and started to translate the document.

The work of translation is not difficult at all. In addition, she has looked up many professional vocabulary before, and she has the impression that the translation is quite simple all the way.

It's just that she took medicine.

After translating two pages, Nianmu felt sleepy and yawned again and again.

Her face was still swollen, and she couldn't yawn too much, and she yawned several times in a daze.

Glancing at the time, it was already eleven thirty in the evening.

She has only translated two pages, and there are still five pages left.

Nianmu sighed, if she knew she needed to help translate, she would not take the medicine for now. She glanced at Aunt Mei who was sleeping on the escort bed, and she could still hear her slight snoring when she calmed down.

Nianmu thought to himself, how could Mu Shaoling let her come and take care of him.

After all, compared with the previous nanny, Aunt Mei seemed to be a little less vigilant.

Nianmu yawned again, thinking that if she was energetic, the translation of these five pages would be completed soon, so she took a mobile phone and set the alarm clock, planning to sleep and then get up to translate.