At this moment, Xie Hui knocked on the door and came in.

Seeing outsiders in the room, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said to Gu Nanshu: "Madam, can your eyes see?"

"Ah."

Gu Nanshu responded, and then smiled at him, "Secretary Xie, thank you. I heard that you arranged the ward for me, and you were the one who helped me contact the doctor to deal with the trauma..."

"No...you're welcome."

Xie Hui scratched his head in embarrassment, "Actually, it's nothing, the president was in a coma yesterday, if he wakes up, I'm fine."

"cough--"

Lu Jingchen suddenly coughed hard, his cold eyes swept over Xie Hui's face meaningfully, and interrupted him: "Secretary Xie, don't tell me that you came to my ward this morning just to talk to Ms. Gu Greetings are polite?"

Gu... Ms. Gu?

Xie Hui responded immediately.How long is this?These two have turned their heads again!

"No...no, of course not." He laughed along, and hastily brought forward the insulated lunch box in his hand, "I'm here to deliver breakfast to the president and his wife. The old lady doesn't know the specific situation here, just Knowing that you and your wife were hospitalized with minor injuries, I asked Auntie Zhang to cook for you and made strawberry pancakes that you and your wife like to eat."

Speaking of which, this strawberry pancake is not the president's favorite.

The president has never liked sweets since he was a child, but he always likes the salted egg yolk pancakes made by Mrs. Zhang.

But since I married my wife, my taste has changed...

Xie Hui remembers that his wife likes eating strawberries very much.

As he spoke, he put the takeaway box on the small table, and then placed the small table between the two hospital beds: "Ms. Zhang just brought it here, and it's still hot. Try it quickly."

Lu Jingchen glanced at the lunch box on the side, got up impatiently, moved the small table back to his bed, and then replied to Xie in a cold voice: "Ms. Gu has a bento with love from someone else, and I can't get used to Mrs. Zhang's cooking Home cooking."

Love box?

Xie Hui was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw a stack of lunch boxes on Gu Nanshu's bedside, and then turned to look at Fu Shengyuan, with a clear embarrassment on his face.

Lu Jingchen was depressed, his injured right hand couldn't hold the chopsticks, so he changed his left hand directly.

That movement is skillful and smooth...

Not the slightest awkwardness.

With a distance of half a meter, Gu Nanshu frowned into the word "Chuan": "You, your left hand..." How can your left hand use chopsticks so well? !
"Hasn't Madam found out?"

Xie Hui couldn't help but opened his mouth again, "The president has always been left-handed. Of course there is no pressure to hold chopsticks in his left hand. But usually, in order to look like a normal person, the president eats with his right hand and writes with his right hand. Fact It proves that although the president is left-handed, his right hand is also very flexible."

left handed? !

Gu Nanshu's eyes instantly went straight!Then he still favors her and asks her to feed him noodles? !
"Thank you."

Lu Jingchen, who was eating breakfast, suddenly spoke in a calm voice, and interrupted him again: "Don't eat or sleep."

"Yes Yes."

Xie Hui felt the cold aura around him, nodded quickly, and then avoided Gu Nanshu's sight.

When Lu Jingchen was almost done eating, he handed over the document in hand: "CEO, Mr. Lin Xiaolin has completed the resignation process. Wait for your final approval, please sign it."

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