On the day of application, my immediate boss took me to get my certificate.

"Next time, I won't allow you to enter the kitchen again." Lu Zhan said with a serious and serious expression.

"You don't want to try my craft anymore?"

"The kitchen in the villa is a five-star one, and you don't need to do it yourself." Lu Zhan hugged her slender waist domineeringly, "Remember, your hands are for drawing, not cooking. "

Yan Qing likes his domineering attitude.

With a smile on her face, she pushed him away and said, "Anyway, I still have a while, so I'm going to paint a picture first."

"Go ahead, don't be too tired."

Lu Zhan did not refuse.

He knew that finding something to do could make her relax wholeheartedly.

Moreover, she can talk about drawing, probably because she has an inspiration.

Yan Qing found the paper, sat down, picked up the pen and started drawing.

I stayed in a villa in the suburbs for the past two days. The scenery there was not only beautiful, but the air was also very good.

Gave her great inspiration.

She just thought for a moment and then started writing.

She was so absorbed in painting that she didn't even notice Lu Zhan standing behind her.

Lu Zhan's eyes really lit up when he looked at her paintings.

The painting painted by Yan Qing is so lifelike that every scene in it seems to be able to come out.

Especially the two figures standing under the sunset, holding hands, shrouded in golden light, as if they were dancing.

Yan Qing, who was painting seriously, felt someone standing on her. She stopped what she was doing and turned to look at Lu Zhan.

"You're going to scare people to death if you stand silently behind me." Yan Qing rolled her eyes at him.

"I can't help it, you're so absorbed in painting." Lu Zhan hugged her neck from behind, leaned against her, and said in a gentle voice, "What good things did Lu Zhan do in my previous life that allowed me to meet such a treasure?" .”

"You are simply the goddess in my heart."

"puff!"

Hearing what he said, Yan Qing laughed directly.

"Lu Zhan, no matter how much you praise me, you will praise me to the sky."

Yan Qing was in a particularly good mood after being praised.

Every woman wants to be recognized by her man, and she does the same.

"No way, what I said is the truth." Lu Zhan kissed her hair gently, "Fortunately, I found this treasure of yours. Not only can I solve the company's problems for you, but I can also save a fortune. money."

At this time, he made a joke.

He felt that only by relaxing a little could both of them forget those unhappy things.

"That's a good idea." Yan Qing raised her head and glanced at him, "I need a salary. If I help you complete a big order, you have to give me a bonus."

"Yes, yes, my wife asked for it, how can I not give it to her?"

"That's pretty much it."

"Knock knock knock..."

Lu Zhan was about to speak when he heard a knock on the door.

I had no choice but to swallow what I wanted to say.

Lu Zhan said without any hesitation, "Should I go see who it is?"

"Well, go quickly." Yan Qing replied, and then continued painting.

The painting is still a little closer to completion.

Maybe it's because of inspiration, but it's so fast to draw.

She was thinking, wasn't Lu Zhan bidding for a piece of land recently? If it were photographed and built according to her design concept, it would be absolutely stunning.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing chuckled.

"Honey, Xu Cong has something to do with me. I'll leave for a while." Lu Zhan came back and whispered in Yan Qing's ear.

"Go and do your work if you have something to do. Don't bother to accompany me." Yan Qing stood up and pushed him to leave.

Lu Zhan, "Promise me, stay here and don't go anywhere."

"By the way, the porridge has been cooked. Let it cool there. If I don't come back in a while, you can eat it yourself."

"Yes." Yan Qing nodded in agreement, "Go quickly, I will wait here for you to come back."

After what she said, Lu Zhan relaxed.

He kissed her on the cheek and said, "I'll be back soon, wait for me."

After saying that, he turned and left the ward.

After he left, Yan Qing continued to paint.

In the quiet ward, except for the sound of my own heartbeat, it seemed like I had fallen into darkness.

Yan Qing, who was not disturbed, finished the painting in less than half an hour.

Looking at the masterpiece in my hands, I am very satisfied.

Inspiration is really important. This is the first time that Yan Qing feels that her creation is perfect.

At this time, the door of the ward opened with a click.

Yan Qing thought Lu Zhan was back from work and didn't pay attention.

"Miss Yan, it's time for the injection."

Why does Yan Qing feel familiar with this voice?

When she looked up, she saw a doctor wearing a white coat.

He was pushing the cart, holding a syringe in his hand, as if he was going to give her an injection.

Yan Qing felt strange. Wasn't it just a short time after the infusion? Why do you need another injection?

This doesn't make sense, doesn't it?

Out of doubt, she asked aloud, "Doctor, didn't I just finish the infusion and the time between injections was too short?"

"Because your condition is quite special, the interval is a bit short."

As soon as the doctor spoke, Yan Qing felt that the voice became more and more familiar.

She had not heard this sound before when the doctor came to examine her.

Moreover, she didn't know any of the doctors who treated her, so there was no familiarity with them.

Therefore, there is only one possibility, there may be something wrong with this doctor.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing pretended to cooperate and responded lightly, "Oh."

When the doctor approached her with a syringe, Yan Qing took off the mask on her face while he wasn't paying attention.

When she saw the person coming, she was very surprised, "Ye Yichen, why is it you? What do you want to do when you come in pretending to be a doctor?"

He definitely has no good intentions.

Ye Yichen didn't expect that Yan Qing would see through it and was stunned for a moment.

Then he calmed down, his eyes full of concern for her, "Xiaoqing, I heard that you were sick and hospitalized, so I came to see you."

"Who did you listen to?"

Lu Zhan hid her illness from the outside world. It could be said that no one knew.

Why did Ye Yichen know?

Although her head melon seeds are not as useful as Lu Zhan, at this moment she wonders whether the love poison in her body is related to Ye Yichen?

Otherwise, he wouldn't know which hospital she was in.

"Xiao Qing, don't care who I heard this from." Ye Yichen tried to get close to her, "You don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"Ye Yichen, what you said has zero credibility. What exactly do you want to do when you pretend to be a doctor and enter the ward? What is in your hand?"

Looking at the syringe in his hand, Yan Qing knew it was definitely not a good thing.

"Xiaoqing, you don't have to be afraid. I said I won't hurt you. Just take the injection and you'll be fine soon." Ye Yichen tried to get close to her.

However, Yan Qing was on guard against him and kept hiding aside.

"Ye Yichen, only a ghost would believe your words."

It is naturally impossible for her to trust people who have hurt her.