Outside the window, the night is thick, a bright full moon hanging in the night sky.
After cleaning the dust for the last time, the nurse picked up the cleaning tools and put them into the toilet. Then he washed his hands and was ready to leave.
"Assistant Wen, I'll go back first."
The assistant nodded and watched the nurse leave.
At this time, the mobile phone "drip ring" a, received an email.
There is a cool wind outside the window, blowing the smell of assistant hair hanging in front of the forehead, he frowned, brick toward the direction of the ward.
I forgot to close the window.
Step into the ward, close the window tightly, and look back at Mingkun who is lying on the bed with his eyes closed.
And the past dozens of days and nights in general, that describes the handsome man, so quietly lying on the bed, not a trace of movement.
After leaving the ward and sitting on the sofa in the nursing room, the assistant turned on his mobile phone and read the email he had just received.
There was only a dim night light in the escort room, and the light was very dim.
The e-mail is from the company's account. It's the next week's task assigned by the president's office. He carefully dials the screen back and forth and looks at it seriously. I didn't realize it at all. On the opposite side of the sofa, behind the transparent glass, master Ming's fingers on the bed outside the quilt trembled slightly.
However, it was only for a moment, then it came to a standstill again.
……
Monday, Huadu.
Yan Xiaoshu came to the coffee shop on the first floor of Xinyue hotel early to wait for Huo Yixiao.
Before anyone came, she ordered a cup of coffee, took out the folder and read it carefully.
It's strange to say that on the Internet the day before tomorrow, my sister wanwan had already thoroughly analyzed the problems she needed to pay attention to when we met today, as well as Yan's advantages for Huo's project. But when she woke up, she didn't know whether she was nervous or other reasons. She couldn't remember for a moment.
Is anxious to recall, just listen to a magnetic male voice, sounded in the ear.
"Miss Yan, we meet again."
With a little breeze floating, the man sat opposite her.
Yan Xiaoshu raised his eyes, and on the top was a pair of dark ink pupil.
It's still the handsome face that people can't move their eyes. The delicate facial features are just like carving, white skin, with the deep eyes. The whole person looks unspeakably handsome.
However, what makes Yan Xiaoshu feel particularly eye-catching is that today's Huo Yixiao is wearing a casual suit. Simple and loose style, let his whole person fade a bit of fierce, inexplicably give a close feeling.
Until the man chuckles, Yan Xiaoshu just realizes his gaffe.
How can she stare at others without blinking? It's so embarrassing.
Fortunately, Huo Yixiao didn't get entangled in this. He raised his hand and called the waiter to come over. After ordering coffee, he looked at Yan Xiaoshu.
"It's said that uncle Yan is ill, but he's better now?"
Different from the last time when he was in the capital of China, Huo Yixiao was just like an old friend chatting.
Obviously relaxed atmosphere, let Yan Xiaoshu high breath also can't help but with relaxed down.
She raised her eyes and nodded to Huo Yixiao.
"Let Mr. Huo forget, my father is much better."
Having said that, the hand touching the folder quietly used its strength, ready to open the file to talk about the project.
But unexpectedly, the opposite man was followed by another polite sentence.