Bo Jinhua went to the hospital.
Mu Shinian's hand was hurt by splashing glass at most. It's different from the investor. It was pierced by a wine bottle. I don't know how many broken glass dregs fell in.
After his manual operation, let alone how bad it was.
More than ten days have passed, and he is still living in the hospital.
In a short period of more than ten days, investors are too thin.
You have to be served at dinner.
When Bo Jinhua went in, the assistant was feeding the investors.
At the sight of Bo Jinhua, the investor didn't have a good face at first. Then, at the prompt of the assistant, he barely showed a smile: "hello. How come Bo Dong came in person."
"My son is not sensible and hurt you like this. I have to come here myself anyway." Bo Jinhua said and sat down in a chair beside the bed.
The housekeeper automatically withdrew.
The assistant saw him and got a sign from his investor, so he had to go out first.
There were only two people left in the room.
Bo Jinhua stared at his hand for a long time, then asked with concern: "how's the hand? Doesn't it matter?"
"Ha ha." When the investor heard this sentence, he couldn't help laughing: "your son has been merciful and didn't waste my hand."
"That's good. Children don't know how important they are." Bo Jinhua nodded slightly and seemed to show a happy expression.
The investor almost gushed blood directly to him.
Nima, I hurt my hand like this. Now I'm not disabled?
Bo Jinhua didn't seem to see the investor's angry appearance. He just sighed helplessly: "my son is not interested, but he is especially interested in his baby fiancee."
"Tell me, you hurt someone's beloved hand like that. Can people not give you some blood and make you unhappy?"
Investors look even worse.
Bo Jinhua seemed not enough, and added a firewood: "speaking of it, not long ago, Bo Qian almost killed people, but also because of his fiancee."
"...." the investor sneered and said provocatively, "I can't see that Bo Dong's son is really affectionate. He's just a burden in our business. What women do you want with money?"
Bo Jinhua also smiled twice, Pretend not to understand the meaning of the investor: "Yes, but I can't bear it. My son is so devoted. I also reminded him, but others just can't control it. Speaking of it, my son doesn't care about business affairs. I also think that if I can't do it any day, I'll just convince my son's fiancee to help say something. After all, my son obeys her."
The middle-aged man came back a little and stared at Bo Jinhua.
Bo Jinhua smiled: "well, you continue to recuperate. Don't worry. We will meet any requirements you have during this period. Also, I'll cover all your medical expenses."
Then he went out.
The investor sat on the bed and thought carefully about what Bo Jinhua had just said.
The assistant came in and stood carefully at the door. When they were far away, they closed the door and flashed.
"Are you all right, sir?"
The investor shook his head and stared at the gauze wrapped around his hands. His face became more gloomy.