Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Song Mengsheng took it in a daze: "Thank you!"

Later, she and the housekeeper sent the two women away.

Looking back at the pile of shoes, he raised his hand and scratched his head: "Why did you buy me shoes all of a sudden?"

"Didn't you lose a pair just now? You will be discharged from the hospital in two days, and there may be media reporters. Don't embarrass me." Lu Baishen turned and leaned on the balcony, and said indifferently.

Song Mengsheng folded his arms and looked at the pile of shoes with his mouth curled, but his heart suddenly became sweet again.

"Really? Are you really afraid that I will embarrass you, so you bought so many?"

She stepped forward curiously, her watery eyes smiling like bright crescent moons in the sky.

Lu Bai looked elsewhere with his deep and dark eyes: "To be a human being, one must be self-aware."

"Yes, yes, yes! I know myself! You did it because you were afraid that I would embarrass you! It's not because you want to be nice to me!" Song Mengsheng laughed and turned around to try on the shoes.

Thinking happily in her heart, her mood is like riding a roller coaster, ups and downs.

But when he thought of Lu Boshen's care for him these two days, his heart was as sweet as eating honey.

That's pretty good, and I hope it keeps going.

She secretly smiled and arranged the tried shoes one by one.

……

The sky gradually darkened.

The bustling lights of the whole city are fading away one after another...

Song Mengsheng nestled on the small sofa in the ward, holding a tablet computer, happily chasing dramas.

But when I looked at it, I felt chills all over my body, and I kept adding blankets to my body...

"Strange, it's summer...why is it so cold?"

Song Mengsheng got up to look at the air conditioner.

There is no air conditioning in the room.

The special guard stood by and stepped forward worriedly: "Young Mistress, do you have a fever again?"

Taking a thermometer, the temperature has officially risen by a few degrees.

The number looks small, but it is uncomfortable enough for Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng had no choice but to lie back on the hospital bed again, and his heart began to become complicated: "It seems that I am seriously ill, and this medicine cannot be stopped! I cannot give up the treatment."

When everyone saw that Song Mengsheng had started to have a high fever again, they all stood aside anxiously.

Hearing his young grandmother's jokes, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and was at a loss for a while.

The doctor who rushed over gave Song Mengsheng antipyretics again: "Young Mistress, you must pay attention to rest, maintain a good mood at all times, and eat lightly. You should know that you are not suffering from a common cold now."

"I see."

When the doctor was talking, Song Mengsheng noticed that Lu Baishen's eagle-like sharp eyes were staring at her without blinking, which made her feel inexplicably guilty.

The doctor put Song Mengsheng's hand under the quilt, got up and adjusted the speed of the infusion: "According to your own situation, I adjusted the medicine and dosage for you. As long as you actively cooperate these two days, I believe you will recover soon. Get up. Remember to drink plenty of water and protect your throat."

"Okay." Song Mengsheng lay on the hospital bed a little slumped.

Hey, I thought I would get better soon, but I didn't expect to continue to be hospitalized.

It was just a cold, and it made her lose weight.

After sending the doctor away, Song Mengsheng was lying on the hospital bed playing with his mobile phone, yawning from time to time.

The butler followed Lu Boshen and stood in the living room.

At this time, Lu Boshen sat on the sofa again, and looked at the time on the watch with a cold expression.

The housekeeper stepped forward worriedly: "Master, it's so late, you should go home and rest first."

"I'll sit here for a while." Lu Baishen said in a low voice, and at the same time turned his phone to silent mode.

The housekeeper looked at it quietly, and then said: "I still suggest that the young master go home to rest first. The young mistress has a viral flu this time, which is highly contagious. You should take care of yourself."

"I see. You take care of her first." Lu Baishen folded his legs gracefully, and looked out the window quietly with his cool and beautiful eyes.

……

"I don't want an infusion."

Many years ago in a hospital, a little girl with twin ponytails sat on a bench in the corridor reluctantly, saying that she was unwilling to enter the ward for an injection.

A beautiful lady next to her took out a lollipop to her very helplessly: "As long as you behave well, Mom will give you candy."

"Hmph, I'm not a child anymore, don't lie to me with candy!" The little girl turned her head arrogantly.

In the corridor, there happened to be a boy in a small black suit standing.

 The boy's arm was also infused with fluid.

But because of the family affairs, there were reporters standing beside him, obviously a little nervous, but when facing the camera, he showed no fear.

The little girl stuck out her tongue at the little boy, and when the lady wasn't paying attention, she ran away.

The little boy stared fixedly, remembering something from his younger days.

I thought I would never see this little girl again, but I didn't expect to hear the little girl crying in the corridor in the dead of night.

Curiously, he went out to have a look, and found that the little girl was weakly lying in the lady's arms. He watched the doctor push the infusion tool, and his pale lips trembled violently.

The lady's tone of reproach was full of distress, and she gently touched the little girl's head: "Let's talk about it, let you cooperate with the doctor's work during the day, but you just don't listen. Are you seriously ill now? Sick It’s time to treat the disease properly so that you won’t feel uncomfortable. Don’t be afraid, mom is here.”

"Mom, I was wrong." The little girl put her arms around the lady's neck, turned around and was carried into the ward.

……

Thinking back to this, Lu Bai looked back deeply, and glanced at the woman in the ward, but stood up silently.

At this time, Song Mengsheng was lying on the hospital bed with his mobile phone and fell asleep.

Lu Bai walked in quietly, his cold and indifferent eyes showed a rare gentle side, he gently picked up Song Mengsheng's mobile phone, and put it on the cabinet beside him.

Song Mengsheng fell into a drowsy sleep because of a high fever, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he rolled over uncomfortably, one hand just touched Lu Baishen's fingertips.

Lu Boshen just wanted to withdraw his hand to escape, but was held tightly by a small hand, accompanied by a comfortable murmur.

"It's so cool, so comfortable..."

Lu Baishen's tall and straight figure visibly froze for a moment, then he slowly squatted beside the hospital bed, staring at the two holding hands with burning eyes.

A heart that was calm in the past, unexpectedly had ripples in circles.

It's so soft, glowing with dazzling light...

This feeling is very strange and unique...

Lu Baishen couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently helped Song Mengsheng brush away the broken hair on his forehead. Looking at the tightly closed eyes, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

It would be great if the little woman in front of me was always so gentle and lovely.

Fortunately, she didn't continue to be a monster and destroy herself...

He really hoped that one day she would be able to remember something...

……

That night, Lu Baishen returned to the villa to rest full of worries.

When the sky was slightly bright, I rushed back to the hospital again.

 While communicating with the doctor about Song Mengsheng's situation, his brother Yu Zhiyue drove over.

The two stood in the living room, looking at each other with extremely serious expressions.

Yu Zhiyue clenched his fist and put it on his lips, and coughed lightly twice: "Brother, you must have stayed in the hospital all night, right?"

"No." Lu Boshen denied it indifferently.

Yu Zhiyue leaned helplessly on the back of the sofa, his legs crossed leisurely, and his arms were carelessly embraced: "Then you will also stay in the hospital these two days, accompanying Song Mengsheng, right?"

"Get down to business." Lu Baishen put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the wall behind him, his voice low and deep.

Yu Zhiyue stood up straight helplessly: "What I'm talking about is business. Are you too concerned about her now? She doesn't love you at all, and you don't like troublesome women at first, but now you look at it really It's weird."

While talking, the special nurse also brought a cup of warm water soaked in vitamin C effervescent tablets.

When passing by Lu Boshen, he reported attentively: "Young Master Lu, the young lady went to bed very early last night, and she should be waking up soon. Let's give her some vitamin C to improve her immunity."

"Okay. Be quiet when you go in." Lu Boshen watched the special nurse push open the door of the ward, and asked naturally.

Yu Zhiyue was so shocked that he almost fell to the ground: "My God! My elder brother is so careful when he cares about people! It's been a long time!"

"It's nothing, just go back to the company with me and prepare for the morning meeting! I'll give you the responsibility for the country R project, right?"

Lu Baishen grabbed Yu Zhiyue's collar with one hand, and dragged it out of the ward domineeringly.

"If you don't start this week, I will throw you into the factory, convert it into energy, and push the project to start!"

"Brother, don't worry, I can guarantee the normal operation of the project! Let go of me first!" Yu Zhiyue grabbed Lu Baishen's wrist with nervous hands, pleading.

However, Lu Baishen did not intend to let go at all, and directly pulled his brother into the car and left the hospital.

As soon as Lu Boshen left, Song Mengsheng woke up on his back.

Hearing that Lu Boshen came to the hospital early in the morning, Song Mengsheng was silently moved while rubbing his eyes.

It turns out that this man really cares about himself...

She stretched lazily, got out of bed and opened the curtains, looking at the bright sunshine outside, with a smile on her lips.

"This little boy is so nice!"

This severe cold seems to be worth the illness.

……

In the afternoon, Song Mengsheng's high fever suddenly subsided completely, but he still coughed badly.

Follow the doctor's orders and stay in the hospital for observation for a day.

Song Mengsheng was also very helpless: "How can I be so hypocritical! Can't you let me be discharged from the hospital quickly!"

She wanted to discuss it with the doctor, but the housekeeper handed her the phone.

"Young Mistress, Miss Ke Ke is calling."