The Long Song of Reincarnation of the Tenth World

Lu Xingchen actually had a concussion and no other injuries.But these days I'm still in a trance, like I'm dreaming, and it's still hard to return to my current role.But looking at the worried faces of his parents, and the rare worried eyes of his elder brother, he finally decided to cheer up.

He has already died several times, his life is like a big dream, what else can he not let go of?

The past has passed, and the present continues.

Yang Jing'an pushed the wheelchair to see him, and he remembered that he still had two lifesavers.Although he didn't understand why Yang Jing'an was so enthusiastic when he saw him for the first time, and he threw him down in a crisis, but he had a good impression of Yang Jing'an, and Yingtian still expected this big star to join him, so he also expressed Expressed gratitude and closeness.

Yang Jing'an's arrival reminded him of An Sen's matter.

This afternoon, the weather was fine.Lu Xingchen came to An Sen's ward. The VIP ward was very quiet. A special nurse saw him come in and stood up.

Lu Xingchen looked at the person with closed eyes on the bed, and said softly, "I'll come and see him. Are you sleeping?"

The special guard said: "Just fell asleep. Would you like to come back later?"

Lu Xingchen smiled slightly: "It's okay. I'll wait for him here. You go out first, I'll call you if you need something."

The special guard nodded, got up and left.

Lu Xingchen sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, looking at the people on the bed a little bored.

Anson had his hair cut, and the original thick thick hair was cut very short, exposing the entire face, a piece of gauze was stuck on the left forehead, and his mouth was a little dry.

It was the first time for Lu Xingchen to see his face so clearly, and suddenly realized that An Sen was very delicate and handsome.Light eyebrows are straight, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the lips are plump.Especially the eyelashes, which are very long and curled, thickly covering the slender eyeliner.He was covered by black-rimmed glasses before, so he couldn't see his true face clearly.

Oh, so this serious guy is a beauty.

Lu Xingchen knew that An Sen was good-looking, but he didn't expect that the real face without hair and glasses to cover it would be so handsome, not worse than his brother.With such conditions, Ying Tian shouldn't be his secretary, he should develop a film and television line.

Lu Xingchen thought wildly.The sleeping person seemed to be aware of his gaze, and his eyelashes fluttered lightly.

Lu Xingchen leaned over, and then, the man opened his eyes without warning.

Without any preparation, those clear and black eyes shot straight into Lu Xingchen's heart.

His heart trembled, as if struck by a thunderbolt, his brain went blank for a moment, and his fingers trembled.

What kind of eyes are those.Zhongling is graceful and elegant, elegant and restrained, as if the light of the universe is integrated in it, exuding a warm and moist light.

Lu Xingchen stared blankly at that person.

Anson blinked, woke up, and said softly, "Are you okay?"

"Ah..." Lu Xingchen came back to his senses, and said, "It's all right. It's just a little concussion, and I need to be hospitalized for observation."

Anson frowned: "Why did you have a concussion and was in a coma for so long? I heard that you only woke up a few days ago?"

"Hehe, I don't know what's going on. The doctor said that I'm fine now. By the way, how do you feel? You were the most injured. Do you have any sequelae?"

Anson glanced at the water glass by the bed.

Lu Xingchen hurriedly said, "Want to drink water? I'll pour it for you."

An Sen couldn't move now, Lu Xingchen pressed the lift button on the hospital bed, and slowly raised the upper half of the bed, allowing An Sen to sit up.

Lu Xingchen held the water glass, supported the back of An Sen's head, and slowly fed him water.After drinking the water, he took out a tissue and wiped the drops of water from the corners of his mouth.

Anson glanced at him: "Peel me an apple."

Lu Xingchen picked out an apple from the fruit basket beside the bed, found a fruit knife and began to peel it slowly.

The room was very quiet.The sun came in from the window, and the breath was warm.

Lu Xingchen peeled the apple, carefully cut it into small pieces, and inserted it with a toothpick.Anson was in low spirits, silently ate a few pieces of apples and fell asleep again.Neither of them spoke much.

In the past few days, Lu Xingchen went to visit An Sen when he had nothing to do, and the two of them didn't talk much, most of them were silent to each other, and the strange thing was that the atmosphere didn't seem awkward even like this.

Lu Xingshi failed to see anyone in his ward twice in a row, but found him in An Sen's ward, and couldn't help but ask, "Why do you seem to be interested in An Sen all of a sudden?"

"My savior, the friendship is of course different."

Lu Xingshi smiled: "That's good. You seemed to dislike Ansen before, but now you're sober after bumping your head."

Lu Xingchen was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Brother, I want to go back to work in the company."

Lu Xingshi was a little surprised and looked him up and down.

After all, Lu Xingchen is no longer what he used to be, and he is very calm when facing his elder brother's scrutiny.

After a while, Lu Xingshi said: "Of course you want to go back, but it's better to heal your injuries first, don't worry your parents. But..." He smiled slightly: "It's rare for you to have this kind of heart, I will let you The secretary brings the work to you first, and it's the same in the hospital."

After all, this second generation ancestor got self-motivated. Of course, Lu Xingshi would not miss this opportunity. Even though his younger brother was still recovering from his injuries, he immediately ordered the secretary to bring all the company's reports while the iron was hot.

In the past, Lu Xingchen didn't care about the company's affairs, and he didn't care if he could.But the emperor had been working for a long time, and he suddenly felt very boring when he was free.

Men should still have their own careers.Although it is no longer Yang Jing's era, the once ambitious emperor's heart is still beating.

Lu Xingchen was handling official business in the ward, and brought some materials to An Sen to discuss with him.Although An Sen was seriously injured, he was out of danger, and he was lying in the ward all day with nothing to do. He was not dissatisfied with Lu Xingchen who came to disturb him with his business, but he was in better spirits.

In the past, Ansen basically dealt with the affairs of the company, reported to Lu Xingchen, and then asked him to sign.Now that Lu Xingchen suddenly took up the work himself, An Sen couldn't help being a little surprised.But what surprised him even more was Lu Xingchen's quick adaptability and determination.This kind of quality cannot be cultivated overnight, but a kind of ability.

Lu Xingchen didn't pay much attention to the company's affairs before, almost letting go, but once he took over, he managed to grasp the overall situation in a short time.Even remotely controlled a foreign contract through a conference call.

When Lu Xingchen was discharged from the hospital, he already had a good understanding of Yingtian's business.Moreover, several high-level executives were summoned to the boss's VIP ward for meetings several times in more than half a month, and they gradually felt like 'the boss's brain was hit by a car'.

Lu Xingchen was not seriously injured at first, but he seemed to like the feeling of being hospitalized. He insisted on staying for a month, and his injuries were all healed. The doctors thought that his staying here was purely to contribute to the hospital's profit.