Chapter 172

Hospital, emergency room -

the doctor took off the mask and said to Ning Wan, who was lying on the bed, "if you sprain your waist, you will get a week less, and if you get two weeks more, you will be cured. Now I'll give you a cold compress and a hot compress in 24 hours. I'll prescribe some painkillers for you later. "

Ning Wan lies on the bed, the cold sweat on his forehead is running, "it hurts so much, doctor, please take it easy Oh! "

"Stop shouting." Fu Ting blushed on his cheek.

Ning Wan's tone was very bad. He said in a groan, "if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been hurt. Now what are you doing?"

"You're really good at framing and blaming people." Fu Ting sat on one side and smiled thoughtfully. "Fortunately, you didn't pass this skill on to your children."

"You two are so interesting." The doctor helped Ning Wan with cold compress and couldn't help saying this.

"Not so." "He's my boss, not my boyfriend," Ning Wan said eagerly

The doctor's face was full of disbelief? When I sent you here, this gentleman was very nervous, not like your boss. "

Is that true? Rather than believe.

Fu Ting got up. "I'll go out for a while."

After Fu Ting left, the doctor asked again, "is he really not your boyfriend or husband?"

Ning Wan confirmed again and again. The doctor murmured to himself, "Oh, it's rare that I read it wrong."

"In hospital or home for rest?"

"Go home." Ning Wan didn't want to live in a hospital full of disinfectant.

On the way back, Ning Wan lies on the back seat and asks pitifully, "President Fu, am I a work-related injury?"

"Industrial injury? Thanks to your thinking. "

Ning Wan is not convinced. He raises his neck to talk. Suddenly he pulls it to his waist and grins with pain. "The entertainment at night is arranged by the company. I was injured after the entertainment, which is supposed to be a work-related injury."

"You have a misconception about work-related injuries."

Ning Wan bit his teeth. "President Fu, no matter what prejudice you have against me, I'm trying my best to work. You should see that I'm injured now. You can't let me lie down to work, can you?"

"Lying down to work seems like a good idea."

"President Fu, it's not good for you to bear the accusation of bullying employees!"

"Then I'll think about it."

Every time he talks with Ning Wan, Fu Ting always feels relaxed and happy, which is what he does not have with Ning Yu.

When Fu Ting drove to the bottom of the building, Ning Wan said to Fu Ting, "Mr. Fu, wait a moment, I'll have someone come down to pick me up."

I don't know what's wrong with Anqing's phone. I can't get through.

Seeing that Ning Wan made several phone calls, Fu Ting asked insidiously: "Miss Ning should not be short of men. Call president an or president Liu at will, and they will both rush to help?"

"I don't want to disturb the two of them, OK?"

"You are free, but I have something else to do. I can't stay here for a long time."

"OK, I'll get off now." Ning Wan, holding his waist, came down carefully. He just showed half of his body. His small body fell to the ground.

Ning Wan's forehead kowtowed to one side of the flower bed, reached out and touched a big pimple. Not only that, the pain in the waist is stronger.

"Ning Wan, you may have been stupid in your last life."

"I don't need you Well Pain! " Ning Wan's legs are in the back seat of the car. The first half of his body is on the ground. He looks very wolf and embarrassed.

Fu Ting quietly pressed his chest and mouth, and when he saw Ning Wan in such a wolf and embarrassed manner, he should laugh and laugh, rather than feel sad.

Dong Dong -

with the sound of footsteps, a small figure rushed out of the corridor, "Ning Xiaowan, what's the matter with you?"

Ning Wan saw his son. His eyes were wet. He lay on the ground and looked at Fu Ting coldly. "It's OK. He fell down accidentally."

Contact with Ning Wan's eyes, Fu Ting's heart is tight. How can he have no resistance to this woman's eyes?

"Eh? The handsome man is there, too. " Ning Xiuyu holds Ning Wan's hand. "Shuai brother, help me."

Fu Ting squatted down and easily picked up Ning Wan.

Because of the posture of being held, Ning Wan's waist was in a concave shape, and immediately shouted, "Fu Ting, are you intentional?"

"I'm your boss."

"What if you were my boss? How can you do this to me? Let me down. "

Fu Ting has walked into the corridor with Ning Wan in his arms. "If you want all the people in the corridor to hear you, you can continue to shout."

Ning Wan stopped talking and didn't go to see Fu ting.

When the elevator door opens, Ning Xiuyu rushes to open the door. Fu Ting holds Ning Wan and runs straight to the bedroom.

Ning Wan lies on the bed, his forehead is covered with sweat, and he keeps wailing.

"Ning Xiaowan, does it hurt so much?"

"How could it not hurt?" Ning Wan clenched her teeth tightly and turned pale.Ning Xiuyu looked down at Ning Wan for a while and thought, "it seems that you are really hurt. How did you get hurt? Have you seen a doctor? What did the doctor say? "

in the face of Ning Xiuyu's three consecutive questions, Ning Wan said angrily," because someone fell on the ground and was injured, I have seen the doctor. The doctor asked me to stay in bed for at least one month. "

"Who is someone?" Ning Xiuyu looks at Fu Ting without trace.

Fu Ting looked as usual. "I remember the doctor said one week less and two weeks more."

The lie was mercilessly exposed. Rather than feel embarrassed, Ning Wan said, "I am weak and need more rest." If you can rest until the end of the internship, thank goodness, the whole country is celebrating. However, if you think about it carefully, you can only imagine that it's normal to take two weeks off.

"I'll give you a week's sick leave."

"No, at least for a month." Ning Wan blushes and bargains with Fu ting.

Fu Ting said coldly, "two weeks."

"No, at least three weeks."

"It's either two weeks or it's not going to work for Fu."

Ning Wan's expectation is two weeks. He is happy and still angry on the face. "OK, two weeks is two weeks. Since I am going to take sick leave, the case of Zhanyang company... "

"You don't have to follow up on the case, but during your vacation, you need to produce ten pieces of clothing design draft."

"Mr. Fu, I remember you transferred me to the marketing department."

Fu Ting raised his eyebrows. "We never raise useless employees. If you don't want to, you can go through the resignation procedures."

Ning Wan took a deep breath. "OK, I promise."

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Fu Ting said to Ning Xiuyu, "I'll go down and get the medicine."

After a while, Fu Ting put the medicine on the shoe rack at the door. "Xiuyu, I'll go first."

Ning Xiuyu, with a bitter face, grabbed Fu Ting's hand. "Handsome brother, Qingqing baby will not come back tonight. I can't take care of my mother alone. Why don't you stay?"

"Me?" Fu Ting never thought of spending the night here again.

Rather Xiuyu's mouth was shrunken and he looked pitiful. "I'm smart enough and can take care of people, but if my mother wants to move her body or something, I can't do it alone, so handsome brother, will you stay here, OK?"