Don't be a secretary to a genius

"Because I have to be strong." Jiang Shengyan smiled lightly at Jingyou, her cheeks were pink.

Even though she was sick, her smile was still warm and warm, making people feel like a spring breeze.

"By the way." Jiang Shengyan picked up the phone, "I asked Secretary Qi to pick up the boss to go to work, and there are two meetings to explain to him."

Jing You picked up the medicine on the bedside and handed it to Jiang Shengyan, "Take the medicine first."

"Eat later." Jiang Shengyan coughed a few times and sat up from the bed.

"The clothes I'm going to wear today are on the outermost hanger in the cloakroom." She said, "I can't prepare breakfast anymore, can I book you a seat in Xiangyun Pavilion?"

Jing You snatched the phone from Jiang Shengyan's hand and gave her the medicine.

"If you are sick, you must take medicine properly, otherwise you will infect me."

After speaking, he took the phone and walked out.

Jiang Shengyan picked up the water glass and took the medicine, lay back on the bed, and continued to cool his face with an ice pack, as if he didn't take this minor illness to heart at all.

Not long after, Jing You opened the door and came in.

She put Jiang Shengyan's cell phone on the table and said, "Secretary Jiang doesn't have to deal with the company's affairs."

Jiang Shengyan put the ice pack on the bedside table, and said: "Then remember to eat breakfast." Then he couldn't hold back his drowsiness, and fell into a drowsy, half-dream, half-awake state.

Jing You walked to the bed, knelt down and touched Jiang Shengyan's forehead, like a stove.

Jing You picked up the ice pack on the bedside, imitating Jiang Shengyan, and rolled it on her face.

Jiang Shengyan should feel comfortable, her breathing gradually stabilized, and the wrinkles between her brows gradually relaxed.

Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Jing You immediately put down the ice pack in his hand, tiptoed out, and came back with an extra thermos bucket in his hand.

"Secretary Jiang." Jing You leaned over and called, "Secretary Jiang, get up first."

Jiang Shengyan turned over in a daze, and muttered, "Sleep a little longer."

Jing You opened the thermos bucket and found that there was no container to hold it, so he went to the kitchen to get a bowl.

Jing You directly picked up the thermos bucket and poured it into the bowl, the white porridge gurgled down, and part of it slid down the edge of the thermos bucket and dripped onto the table.

Seeing that the bowl was almost full, Jing You quickly stopped and put the thermos bucket on the table.

Jing You frowned, put the bowl aside, took a lot of paper towels to wipe the table, cleaned the thermos and the table, and then went to the kitchen to get a ceramic spoon.

sweating a lot.

Jing You picked up the porridge bowl, squatted beside the bed, and poked Jiang Shengyan's shoulder with his finger.

"Sister, turn around and have porridge."

There is steaming steam in the bowl, in addition to the thick white rice grains, there are white fungus to moisten the throat and goji berries to relieve fever and cough.

Jiang Shengyan felt hot all over, he lifted the quilt and pushed it aside, the pajamas stuck to his body messily.

Jingyou put the porridge aside and helped Jiang Shengyan cover the quilt.

As soon as he turned his head, Jiang Shengyan kicked the quilt away again.

Jing You covered again, and Jiang Shengyan kicked again.

Repeated several times.

Jing You's brows were tightly knit together, and after covering the quilt this time, he pressed himself on it too.

Jiang Shengyan tried to lift the quilt again, but he couldn't lift it no matter what.

Jing You had a smug expression on his face.

Jiang Shengyan was very irritable, and muttered: "It's so annoying!" His tone was not as calm and self-sufficient as usual, and it was not gentle and friendly, but it had the resentment of a young daughter's family.

There is an extra feeling in Jingyou's eyes - novelty.

Jiang Shengyan opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was another pair of affectionate eyes.

Slowly, I felt the weight of my body.

Jiang Shengyan's dry throat moved, and his voice was a little grainy: "What are you doing?"

"My sister is disobedient." Jing You said seriously, "Don't get up to eat and don't cover yourself with the quilt."

Jiang Shengyan smiled a little more, "Worried about my sister?"

"Get up and drink porridge." Jing You rolled over and picked up the porridge bowl next to the bed.

Jiang Shengyan sat up and said weakly, "I have no strength."

Jing You took a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Jiang Shengyan's mouth.

As soon as Jiang Shengyan opened his mouth, Jing You took his hand back.

Jing You put the spoon near his mouth and blew, then... ate it in one bite.

Jingyou: "It's delicious."

Obviously he was afraid that Jiang Sheng's words would be scalded, but he didn't want to speak directly.

"..." Jiang Shengyan quietly looked at Jing You and the porridge in her hand.

Jing You scooped up another spoonful, put it to his mouth and blew a few times.

She glanced at Jiang Shengyan and said, "If Secretary Jiang wants to eat so much, I'll give you a bite."

Saying that, he sent the spoon over.

The muscles on Jiang Shengyan's face became stiff for a moment, and he opened his mouth to drink the porridge as if nothing had happened.

It's warm and sweet.

"Secretary Jiang's body is not his own, but the tens of thousands of employees of the Jingteng Group, so there should be no problems." Jing Youyi said seriously, "Every day you get sick will cause a day's loss."

"You are a bit noisy." Jiang Sheng said, "I am a patient and need a quiet environment."

Perhaps it was the illness that loosened the tension in Jiang Shengyan's heart, and now she has a bit of Jingyou's shadow.

Jing You closed his mouth, and silently repeated the action of feeding the porridge until the porcelain bowl bottomed out.

"I want to sleep." Jiang Shengyan fell back on the bed, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Jingyou's stomach let out a "gu~".

She went out with the thermos, put it on the dining table, and filled a bowl for herself.

Just as Jing You picked up the spoon to drink the porridge, he stood up suddenly, opened Jiang Shengyan's bedroom door and took a look in. The person on the bed didn't kick the quilt.

She felt relieved and went back to the table to start drinking porridge.

Jing You didn't go to the company, and held a remote meeting in the study wearing VR glasses.

When the meeting ended, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Jing You called the driver and asked him to bring over Aunt Huang's Cordyceps Soup.

Jing You seldom misses meals on time, and at this time his stomach is empty, and his eyes are staring like gold stars.

Jing You walked out of the study and came to Jiang Shengyan's bedside, the person on the bed was still fast asleep.

Jing You took the thermometer and put it in Jiang Shengyan's mouth, knelt on the plush carpet, holding the thermometer with his hands.

She rested her arm on the side of the bed, resting her chin on her arm, and looked at Jiang Shengyan quietly.

The silhouette in front of me coincides with my sister who was under the school cherry tree 12 years ago.

At that time, Jing You liked to sit alone under the tree and read a book.And Jiang Shengyan always looks at the sky from the other side of the tree.

Jiang Shengyan never noticed that there was a little Douding behind the tree.

"Drip drip..."

The thermometer completes the measurement.

Jing You glanced at the value above, it was still 38.5 degrees Celsius.

Jing You put away the thermometer and pushed Jiang Shengyan's shoulder.

"Secretary Jiang, get up for lunch."

Jiang Shengyan slept all morning and felt much better. She woke up after being pushed a few times.

Jiang Shengyan's first sentence was: "Why hasn't the boss left yet?"

She thought it was still morning.

Jing You: "Secretary Jiang is getting up for dinner soon."

Jiang Shengyan scratched his head in confusion, "Didn't I just drink porridge? Could it be that I drank it in a dream?"

Jing You didn't speak, and stood up with his knees off the ground.

She knelt on the ground for a while, suddenly the blood supply to her body and brain became insufficient, her eyes went dark, and she fell towards Jiang Shengyan.

Jiang Shengyan immediately reached out to catch Jing You, and they both fell on the bed.

Jing You knocked Jiang Shengyan's chin with his mouth, and his teeth went in, making a hole.

Jing You tasted the bloody taste in his mouth, his facial features wrinkled together instantly, and said in horror: "Secretary Jiang, I'm bleeding!"

Jiang Shengyan regained consciousness from the trance, gently pressed the ball of his thumb under the corner of Jingyou's lips, and said softly, "It's just a small wound, I'll wipe it off for you with a piece of paper."

Jing You frowned and repeated: "It's bleeding."

Jiang Sheng said: "If you are so close to me without wearing a mask, you will be infected."

Jing You seemed to be intimidated, and immediately got up from the bed.

Jiang Shengyan raised an arm, "My sister has no strength, Xiaoyou pulls me up."

Her eyes were not clear, and her face was still flushed.

Jing You held Jiang Shengyan's hand hesitantly, and stepped back a few centimeters.

Jiang Shengyan chuckled a few times, "Are you so afraid that I will infect you with a cold?"

His demeanor and tone were very relaxed, and he was no longer as restrained as usual.

Jing You nodded honestly, looking very well-behaved.

Jiang Shengyan stood up, let go of Jingyou's hand, smiled at her, and walked out of the bedroom.

Jing You waved his hand, trying to fan away the cold germs.

Jiang Shengyan put a bowl of soup in front of Jingyou first, and said, "You eat here, I'll go back to the bedroom, you won't be infected if you stay away from me."

Jing You looked up at Jiang Shengyan, but said nothing.

Jiang Shengyan filled a bowl of soup for herself, turned around and took a few steps when Jing You stood in front of her and pushed her back to the dining table.

Jiang Shengyan turned his back to Jingyou, with a smile on his lips.