The cliché story of a domineering president and his secretary

When he was at a loss, the car door was opened, and An Yi turned around and said, "Boss, I really don't need..."

The person who opened the car door was a pretty young girl in a light green nurse uniform. She smiled sweetly at her and said, "Hello, I'm Li Man, a nurse at Kangxin Medical Center. Let me help you get off the car, slowly, OK. Mr. Ding told me that you have a fever, please don't worry, our emergency doctor will give you a preliminary diagnosis. OK, please sit tight."

The young nurse Li Man helped An Yi into a stroller, adjusted the seat back and put her feet on the pedals.

"My legs are not injured, why do I need a wheelchair?" An Yi couldn't help but complain in her heart, but facing such a high-end hospital and one-on-one personal service, she dared not say anything. She looked around, looking for the boss, and was also upset that she was "kidnapped" by this little nurse in such a confused way!

There was a ding sound, the sound of the car being locked. It turned out that the boss was standing not far away and saw An Yi got out of the car. He pressed the remote control and walked into the hospital outpatient hall without looking back.

Why do I feel like a lamb to be slaughtered? An Yi's eyes followed Ding Hong closely, fearing that he would sell her by weight.

The young nurse continued to cover An Yi with the blanket that had been used before. Seeing her uneasiness, she spoke softly as if coaxing a child: "Your blanket feels so good. Let me cover you with it. You must be feeling cold all over now. Please hold on a little longer. I'll push you in to see the doctor right away." After that, she pushed the nurse towards the outpatient department with steady steps.

An Yi blinked: Blanket? Why do I have a blanket on me?

While she was thinking, An Yi was pushed into the outpatient hall. Another nurse came up to her, introduced herself to her with a smile and took her temperature. 38.2c, fortunately, not a high fever. The two pushed An Yi into a specialist clinic. A middle-aged man in a white doctor's coat was smiling at her, and the man sitting opposite the doctor was the boss she had been looking for.

After nodding hastily to the doctor, An Yi called out to Ding Hong as if he had seen a relative: "Boss!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly. It was the first time that he heard this woman address him with such affection. Ding Hong's mood unconsciously turned from cloudy to overcast, and became a little better. However, this woman was still missing her ruthless ex-husband in her sleep. He was secretly annoyed at this woman's lack of ambition. He really didn't bother to care about her! Even though she was sick, even though Ding Hong felt that maybe he was the one who made this woman sick. The ambiguous feeling in his heart rose again. Ding Hong picked up the water cup in front of him and brought it to his mouth, but it was not because he was thirsty.

The doctor's questions and An Yi's answers came to his ears, and one of the sentences made Ding Hong narrow his eyes and look at this bold woman.

"Have you had dinner today? If so, can you tell me what it was?"

"Well, I didn't...didn't have dinner." An Yi suddenly felt a cold gaze coming at him, and knowing that he was in the wrong for deceiving his boss, he shrank his body.

Ding Hong did not let go of his gaze even a little bit because of An Yi's show of weakness. He did not retract his sharp gaze until the woman almost lowered her head to her chest. He turned sideways to the nurse behind An Yi and asked, "Can you prepare some easily digestible food for her?"

"Okay, can I have some white porridge and side dishes?" the young nurse asked politely, both replying to Ding Hong and asking for the doctor's opinion.

"Okay, please prepare one for the patient." The doctor replied, and Ding Hong nodded in agreement.

An Yi was shrinking and dodging because of a guilty conscience, and the doctor and nurse thought that the patient was mentally exhausted due to physical discomfort. So the nurse hurried to prepare food, and the doctor also hurried to write a blood test order, and another nurse pushed An Yi in a wheelchair to the hematology department.

Is this the legendary high-end private hospital? Not only is the hardware high-end, but the service is also so extravagant that patients don't even need to stretch their legs, and are just wheeled around the whole time? An Yi lamented the difference between the medical conditions of the rich and ordinary people like them.

But no matter how high-end it is, you still have to get a blood test to see a doctor! As he got closer and closer to the blood test department, An Yi thought melancholy. Alas, I was supposed to take two packs of cold medicine and have a good sleep, but now I have to come here for bloodletting! The nurse behind me is providing personal service because she is afraid that the patient will run away? Their medical fees must be frighteningly expensive, so they have to take good care of the patients.

An Yi couldn't help but rub her left arm gently. Her blood vessels were very thin, and she had to get more than two injections each time to draw blood. She hoped that the doctors here could succeed in one go.

When Ding Hong came over, he saw An Yi waiting for blood to be drawn with a distressed look on his face.

Is this woman afraid of pain? Frowning slightly, Ding Hong spoke, but he was talking to the nurse: "Can we see the doctor directly without drawing blood?"

An Yi was delighted with his boss's suggestion and looked at the nurse with anticipation in his eyes.

The two of them were looking at her with such concern. The little nurse, feeling stressed, said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, the doctor can make a more accurate judgment on how to diagnose and treat based on the blood test report. This is also a necessary procedure of the hospital."

Alas, it seems that I can’t escape the injection! An Yi pouted in frustration, turned around and waited listlessly for the blood to be drawn.

Seeing the doctor frowning and tapping the blood vessels on her arm, An Yi apologized, "My blood vessels are relatively thin, and it's very difficult to draw blood every time. Thank you for your hard work." She prayed silently in her heart that the doctor could be found successfully. She closed her eyes silently and couldn't bear to look. If he wanted to give her a few injections, he could do it!

Thinking of letting An Yi suffer physical pain, Ding Hong suddenly regretted coming to the hospital. He took two steps forward and stared at the doctor's movements, unconsciously holding his breath.

The first injection failed, and the doctor apologized to An Yi.

"It's okay, don't worry, this is my problem." He comforted softly. An Yi knew that if the doctor was nervous at this moment, he would be more likely to fail.

Her shoulder was held down by a force, and she turned her head to see a slender and strong hand on her shoulder. This was... the boss's hand! The tall man who had stood beside her at some point was staring at her.

"Try again, if you fail again, then don't draw." A deep voice came. Not only An Yi, but also the nurses and doctors were surprised that such immature words came out of the mouth of this mature man?

Fortunately, the second time it worked. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. An Yi was happy that he didn't have to be pricked with an injection again; the doctor was happy that he had preserved his reputation in the industry; the nurse was happy that she could complete her job successfully.

While waiting for the test results, An Yi removed the cotton swab from the needle hole and saw, as expected, that it was already bruised. Her arm was suddenly lifted up, and Ding Hong frowned as she examined it. Then she pointed at her bruised arm and asked the nurse, "What's going on?" The blame in her tone was audible to everyone, and it also frightened everyone.

"It's like this every time I have blood drawn. It's due to my physical constitution." An Yi explained hurriedly, secretly smiling apologetically at the nurse.

Ding Hong said nothing. The nurse trembled and pushed An Yi to the lounge, where a bowl of porridge and refreshing cucumber shreds were prepared. She helped An Yi adjust the dining chair, and the two nurses left. This hospital was quiet to begin with, and now that it was night, there were only the boss and himself.

"Would you...eat something too?" An Yi handed the chopsticks over with both hands. She had to find a way to break the silence, otherwise she wouldn't be able to eat.

Ding Hong shook his head: "You eat it." After saying that, he turned and left.

With a sigh of relief, An Yi stopped talking and started eating quietly. I really don't know if she was numb from the shock or if she was not seriously ill, but now she is not as uncomfortable as she was in the car. She drank most of the bowl of porridge and couldn't eat any more.

Just as she was about to get off the wheelchair, the nurse named Li Man walked in and said, "Miss An, your blood test results are out. I'll push you to see the doctor."

"I'll go by myself." He was about to get up, but was stopped by the nurse. No matter how An Yi explained that he felt much better, he was still ruthlessly rejected.

Finally, An Yi was pushed into the treatment room again and lamented that he was a person who could not enjoy happiness. At this time, the attending doctor was introducing her diagnosis results to Ding Hong, and no one looked at himself, the person who really needed to know the situation.

The two of them quickly reached a consensus, and Dr. Qian, who was said to work at a famous public hospital, announced the treatment plan to her: "Ms. An, thankfully you only have a common cold, it's not serious, you don't need to worry too much. Please stay in the hospital tonight and rest peacefully. You should be fine tomorrow."

Do you need to be hospitalized for this minor cold? Boss, you've been cheated! An Yi quickly looked at Ding Hong, blinking his eyes and eagerly hinting.

Ding Hong ignored him, stood up, politely shook hands with Dr. Qian to express his gratitude, then reached out to push the wheelchair and walked towards the ward under the guidance of the nurse.

"Boss." An Yi called quietly, "Can I talk to you for a few minutes?"

Ding Hong looked down and saw An Yi trying to raise her pretty face and turn around to look at him. He knew what the woman was going to say without having to guess, so he simply ignored her request and continued to stride forward.

Finding that the boss ignored him, An Yi didn't care whether the nurse could hear him or not, and whispered: "Boss, the doctor also said that I just have a common cold, why do I need to be hospitalized! Don't be fooled by him!"

"It was me who suggested hospitalization." Ding Hong replied to her indifferently.

Huh? An Yi was stunned, and then he said in panic: "The treatment here must be very expensive! And the company has provided us with medical insurance, let alone hospitalization, we don't even need to get medicine from here! You... stop for a moment, I feel much better now, no need to bother you to push me." As he spoke, An Yi tried to control the rotating wheel with his hands.

Ding Hong stopped immediately upon seeing this and growled angrily, "Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of getting your hand involved?!"

An Yi retracted his hand timidly, but looked at Ding Hong stubbornly without blinking.

Helplessly closing his eyes, Ding Hong calmed down and finally spoke after a moment: "Your illness today is considered a work-related injury, so you don't have to worry about the medical expenses. As for hospitalization, well, you don't have to stay." Seeing the joy in An Yi's eyes, he continued mischievously: "Then should I take you to your parents' house?"

"Ah? No, I won't go!" Why are they back to this topic again? Although An Yi didn't understand the boss's intention, he refused out of reflex.

Knowing that this would be her reaction, Ding Hong said slowly, "As a boss, I certainly cannot see with my own eyes and let an employee who is sick due to work and has a fever and is unconscious be left alone at home. If the illness changes or there is another accident, will it be falsely blamed on the company? How should we define and assume responsibility then?"

An Yi stared at the boss in a daze: So this is a paranoid maniac! Boss, this is a disease, it needs to be treated!