Gao Qiongshuai's stand-in has collapsed [Wearing the Book]

He Lanxing turned her head away from looking at Fu Chenshen, who was like a door god. The temperature in the bathroom was getting higher and higher, making her mouth parched.

He moved his sore waist and his clothes rubbed against the wound, He Lanxing hissed.

"A wound on your body?"

The oppressive man squatted down, making a gesture to lift He Lanxing's clothes.

"It's okay, it's okay, it should be a small wound. You go out first, I can do it myself."

Fu Chen looked at He Lanxing calmly for a few seconds, and left cleanly.

He Lanxing heard the movement of closing the door, and waited for about a minute before taking off his shirt slowly and carefully.There was a large bruise on the side of the waist, and there was some blood oozing from the severe part.There are a few patches of blue and red on the arm, and it hurts when touched.

He got up and jumped into the bathtub, and the wound hurt even more when he got wet.The lower back should also have been knocked, and when he turned around and touched He Lanxing's gums, he trembled.

The redness and swelling on the ankle basically subsided, He Lanxing sighed, if Fu Chenshen was injured today, he would probably be very angry.

After washing and changing in a hurry, the door just opened. Fu Chenshen helped him to sit on the bed, and took a pile of ointment for bruises.

"Take off the pajamas and let me see, the wound needs medicine."

Fu Chenshen had to wait for the medicine to be put on whatever he said, and He Lanxing had no choice but to follow suit.

Fu Chenshen's face became even more ugly after only one glance. He touched the wound with his fingers, as light as if he had been kissed by a feather.

He Lanxing's heart trembled, and tiny goosebumps appeared on his skin exposed to the air.

"Can you get the medicine soon?"

This posture is extremely shameful, which He Lanxing has never experienced in his life.

Fu Chen's hands were very hot, and he rubbed the medicated oil to the black and green place with amazing strength. The burning sensation made He Lanxing's body tremble uncontrollably.

The wound on the side of the waist was even more painful, it was soaked in white water, and the place where the blood oozes was white.It hurt even more after applying the medicine, but He Lanxing was sweating the last time.

"Okay, you can rest."

"Oh, where are you going? I can't sleep without you."

Fu Chenshen softened his expression, covered He Lanxing with a quilt and sat down to take out a new collection of poems.

"Nowhere, read to my little prince."

He Lanxing frowned, "little prince, then Fu Chenshen is really a qualified princess."

After making sure that He Lanxing had fallen asleep, Fu Chenshen got up to deal with official duties.

[Boss: Check out Song Qinglian for me. ]

[Assistant He: Alright boss, come back to the company sometime, the two vice presidents are about to fight. ]

[Boss: Don't contact me if you can't beat me to death. ]

Fu Chen ruthlessly shut down WeChat, Song Qinglian was enough to annoy him, how could he have time to care about other young couples fighting.

The Sun Also Rises.

He Lanxing lay paralyzed on the bed, rested all night, the pain came out of his brain, and his head was buzzing with excitement.I couldn't even lift my arms, and the wound on my lower back didn't feel much.

"Xingxing, are you awake?"

Fu Chen came up with breakfast and dug He Lanxing out of the bed.Fu Chenshen took the pillow and let He Lanxing lean on it.

"I'll get up and wash up first, and eat later."

"It's the same as eating first."

Fu Chenshen made it clear that he wanted to be fed, and He Lanxing couldn't make it difficult for him.

Isn't it written like this in the novels, the little wife feeds the injured CEO, even if his little wife is taller, it's fine.

He Lanxing was really afraid that he would be spoiled by Fu Chenshen. Now that his clothes were worn by the waiters, Fu Chenshen would have to bear the main responsibility if he was ruined one day.

During the process of going to work, Fu Chenshen was even more considerate. He Lanxing felt that he was not slightly injured, but that he was dying of a terminal illness soon.

"Tang Tang, is Song Qinglian in the company? Let him come over."

"He's still filming on the set. I looked for him early this morning."

Heh, I was still there last night, but I'm not here now, maybe it wasn't the crew that went overnight.

"Then you contact his crew and give him a vacation. I'll see him in the afternoon at the latest."

He Lanxing didn't want to be confused, his little wife was still angry, and if she couldn't handle it, she would ignore him.

Song Qinglian didn't come this morning, but his manager did.

After returning to the original manager, Song Qinglian was still doing well in the company.The people who were with him did not have any jealousy and persecution towards him. How should I put it, he is worthy of being the protagonist.

"Mr. He, I don't know what you are looking for with Xiao Song. He is obediently filming on the set, what did you call him back for?"

The manager is a middle-aged man wearing glasses, and he has no respect for He Lanxing. The disdain in his eyes almost flies to He Lanxing's face.

He Lanxing dragged his chin, looked slightly down, and thought, "How long have you been in the company?"

"Six years."

"Well, the company has only been established for seven years. You are considered an old man in the company, how can you not learn how to respect your boss?"

He Lanxing's voice was a bit cold, but there was a smile on the corner of his lips, which made everyone feel cold.