The mystery husband is a little bad

The leisurely tone, like the cool wind in summer, calms the anxiety in Ning Yue's heart: "thank you, director Ning."

"You're welcome, but our hospital ward is very nervous, so we can't arrange single ward now."

"No, no, it's good already," said Ning Yuewei, blushing. "Actually, I can't afford a single room. Thank you. It's good enough."

Ning Yue's candor impressed Ning Shiqian. It takes courage for a person to be able to confess his embarrassment.

Ning Shiqian nodded, "OK, I'll go first."

"Thank you, please."

Ning Yue also later learned that director Ning was very busy. The nurse told her that ordinary people had no chance to see director Ning at all. Her brother was really lucky. Of course, she knew who was the source of this luck.

This is a three person ward, each bed is covered by curtains. In fact, their position is very good. In the innermost place, near the window, the place is much larger than the other two beds. Pulling up the curtains forms a small independent space.

The condition of the first municipal hospital is indeed much better than that of the third hospital. Whether it's the equipment or the doctor, Ning Yue goes out of his way to massage Ning Rui, saying: "Ning Rui, you will get better soon. Today, we have changed our place, and you open your eyes quickly. It's very good here. There's a river outside. The scenery is very good."

Of course, Ningrui didn't respond much, but ningyue knew that the hope was right in front of her. What she had to do now was to make money, make a lot of money, and pay enough for Ningrui's follow-up expenses.

"Well, sister Ning Rui is going to work. I'll see you tomorrow."

Because she was reluctant to take a taxi, she took three bus trips to the film studio.

At this time, it's a little faster. It's almost an hour since the 12 o'clock of asking for leave from Fu Jinyan, so Ning Rui runs in.

Fortunately, Fu Jinyan has entered the shed and is shooting.

She leaned against one of the pillars and gasped. At that time, Fu Jinyan's hairdresser came over at the weekend: "Ning Yue, you haven't had lunch yet. I've left one for you. I'll get it for you."

General hairdressers give people the feeling of being pompous and fashionable. They can't do without rivets. The most important thing is their hair. They always make all kinds of strange shapes and colors. It's not a good feeling.

But this hairstylist of Fu Jin Yan is not so at all.

He always wears simple black clothes and trousers. His hair is well groomed, but it's black. He wears a few rings on his fingers, but it's really eye-catching. If no one says he's a hairdresser, he feels like a star who can make his debut at any time.

The most important thing is that his face is very clean and comfortable.

He brought a box of lunch for Ning Yue. Ning Yue said, "thank you."

"Eat."

"Yes."

Ning Yue put down her bag and sat down to eat. She was still very fast. It's the way to eat in the studio, especially for an assistant like her, who wants to arrive as soon as possible. Nobody knows what the boss will ask for at the next moment, so eating is just like fighting a war, or it's likely to be hungry all afternoon.

When Fu Jinyan came out, he saw the woman in the cold water. His hairdresser sat aside with a bottle of water and looked at her affectionately: "you eat slowly, and no one is competing with you."

"No, Jin Yan may come out soon." Her mouth was full and her words were vague.

"Then drink your mouth first. Don't worry."

Ning Yue did choke. She took a sip of water and lifted her neck. When she saw that she was standing at the door, she didn't hold up for a moment, so she directly took a breath. The rice in her mouth mixed with water and directly spouted out.

That's terrible.

Sitting next to her at the weekend, so close that she was not spared.

People around were also confused by this situation. For a long time, someone laughed.

Ning Yue blushed and said to the weekend, "I'm sorry." Then find him a tissue.

The weekend's face is really wonderful. Fu Jinyan looks at it, cold face: "it's ugly. It's too bad."

Rush to the bathroom at the weekend, Ning Yue stands awkwardly aside: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you came out now."

"Yes, my assistant knows nothing about my formation. You say, what's the use of such an assistant?"

Ning Yue hears her words and looks pale at the moment. Does Fu Jin have to fire her? Ning Rui has just transferred to another hospital. She just needs money. How can she not have a job.

"I'm sorry, next time - no, no next time."

She looks like a little daughter-in-law, which makes people feel uncomfortable. I didn't say she had a laugh just now with the weekend.

Fu Jin Yan is really famous for his moodiness.

The first second can also let you in Maldives, the next second can let people take Siberian storm circle.Just now I was in the studio and said that I had a laugh. Now I was facing the frost directly. I don't know who caused him.

"A good rest room. What's the smell of it?" Fu Jin Yan lost his temper.

Ning Yue said, "I'm sorry, I'll take care of the box of rice right away."

At the end of the week, he came back and apologized to Fu Jin: "I'm sorry, boss, it's my fault. It has nothing to do with Ning Yue. Let me deal with it."

"It's OK, weekend. It's none of your business. I'll do it."

"How can it be irrelevant? I'll do it."

Fu Jin Yan looked at the dispute between him and me with cold face. He could not help but devour them alive. Everyone felt the deep cold.

I even ate in the boss's lounge. Ning Yue was too brave. Now I've stepped on the mine directly. Everyone dare not go out.

"Enough!" Fu Jin Yan suddenly snapped, scared Ning Yue and trembled. He didn't hold his hand firmly, and the lunch box fell to the ground.

Like the hearts of all, they were hurled to the ground.

Ning Yue's face was pale at once, and she was frightened at the weekend. They stood silent.

"At the weekend, you may forget what your job is. If you want to pick up girls, you can go outside. Rabbits don't eat grass beside their nests."

Weekend smell speech, also instant pale face: "sorry, boss, I know."

Fu Jin Yan takes another look at Ning Yue, who is biting his lips and agitating his fingers.

The low air pressure in the rest room is frightening.

At this time, Chen Ying came in from the outside and asked for someone: "Jin Yan --"

as soon as he entered the door, he felt the strange atmosphere and looked at the garbage on the ground. His face was not good at all: "what are you doing? Don't deal with it quickly!"