After introducing someone to the boss, I became his only favorite

After drinking tea and chatting for a long time, they still haven't gotten to the point. Qiao Xingran suddenly couldn't figure out the purpose of Meng Tingyun's appointment with her, so she could only ask a question and answer it herself. , I had to ask myself.

"Auntie, what do you want me to do?"

Qiao Xingran noticed that Meng Tingyun's face changed a little, and even looked at Jiang Yandong, he was suddenly a little confused, and she didn't speak for a while.

"Xingran, you see that you are now Yandong's life assistant, and you also need to introduce someone to him. Auntie has a request. I don't know if you will agree or not."

With Meng Tingyun's hesitant expression on his face, Qiao Xingran suddenly felt a little nervous, he pursed his lips, "Auntie, please tell me first, if I can do it, I will definitely work hard."

"Xingran, you also know that my Yandong doesn't like to eat. I heard that he likes your cooking two days ago. Auntie wants you to move to live with Yandong. Do you think that's okay?"

Meng Tingyun pulled her hand excitedly, Qiao Xingran's heart trembled, the reason was absurd, but seeing the red eyes of the other party, he couldn't bear to refuse.

In desperation, he could only turn his head and look at Jiang Yandong, thinking that he would refuse, but unexpectedly the other party's hand came over.

"My mother is right. If you move to my house, I can also help you overcome the fear of driving. Would you consider it?"

Qiao Xingran's mind went into chaos with a bang, and he withdrew his hands a little at a loss, his back was still standing stiffly, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

"I, let me think about it."

Qiao Xingran couldn't refuse. After all, Meng Tingyun was his idol since he was a child. He just said that he could guide his design draft when he was free. Besides, Jiang Yandong was also very kind to him, so he couldn't make a choice for a while.

"Xingran, don't worry about it. It's just that the child in Yandong doesn't like to live at home, and the cook doesn't like to eat, and his stomach is not good. Auntie can't help it." Meng Tingyun's eyes were red, and she said He paused for a while, then smiled again, "Oh, let's not talk about this, let's talk about something else."

Meng Tingyun's red eyes hurt Qiao Xingran's heart. Jiang Yandong is really happy to have a mother who cares about him so much. Maybe moving there can fill the emptiness of living alone for so long.

He was silent for a while, then raised his head firmly, "Auntie, I promise you."

Qiao Xingran's answer cheered up both Meng Tingyun and Jiang Yandong. They looked at each other tacitly and smiled.

"Thank you Xingran, I will entrust you to take care of Yandong in the future." Meng Tingyun wiped away her tears, and her pretty face slowly regained her composure.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, Xingyue didn't arrange your work, right?" Jiang Yandong asked, rubbing his finger against the outer wall of the purple clay cup.

"Let me take a look." Qiao Xingran took a look at the arrangement with his mobile phone, he didn't have a shift this week, "No."

"Then let's move there tomorrow. It's good that Yandong has given me two days off." Meng Tingyun reminded her very understandingly. Qiao Xingran opened her mouth, but suddenly she didn't know how to refuse.

The house he rented must not be returned, and he doesn't know how long he will live in Jiang Yandong's place, he may come back to live at any time, so he can move there just by packing a few clothes and toiletries.

"By the way, I also have a dog, which may be inconvenient."

"It's okay, our family doesn't care about these things." Jiang Yandong took the topic away, and Qiao Xingran had nothing to say this time.

The three of them chatted about Jiang Yandong's marriage for a while, but suddenly something happened in Meng Tingyun's studio halfway, and they had to go back first.

Qiao Xingran and Jiang Yandong were the only ones left in the private room, and he buttoned the table nervously, seeing that the time was almost up, he suggested that he should go home too.

"Well, it's indeed getting late, but how do you go back so late?"

"I'll walk back, my house is not very far from here." Qiao Xingran watched Jiang Yandong stand up, and he quickly followed suit, when his eyes suddenly went dark again.

A sense of dizziness hit, Qiao Xingran's numb legs suddenly couldn't exert any strength, and his body fell to one side uncontrollably.

"Be careful!" Jiang Yandong quickly pulled him into his arms, only to avoid the accident that Qiao Xingran fell on the table.

Qiao Xingran felt a sudden pain in his head, and when he regained his composure, he realized that Jiang Yandong had caught him. He shook his head, and felt that his eyes were clearer before he stood still.

"Thank you." Qiao Xingran raised his hand and pressed his temple, muttering in confusion, "I haven't felt dizzy for a long time, what's going on today?"

"What did you say?" Jiang Yandong didn't hear his words clearly, and couldn't react.

"It's okay, just a little dizzy." Qiao Xingran smiled, raised his hand and tapped his swollen temple, "Thank you, boss."

"It's okay, wake up slowly next time." Jiang Yandong glanced at Qiao Xingran's pale lips, thought for a while but still didn't say anything.

"Okay, let's go out." Qiao Xingran nodded, grabbed her mobile phone and followed Jiang Yandong out of the box.

The air outside was a bit chilly, and Qiao Xingran felt it as soon as he came out, and goose bumps quickly formed on his arms.

The wind was blowing in the middle of the night, and the fallen leaves were swirling on the ground. Qiao Xingran rubbed his arms and followed Jiang Yandong silently.

"Wait here for the driver to drive over." Jiang Yandong stopped, and as soon as he finished speaking, a head hit his back.

Qiao Xingran was shivering a little from the cold. He was always afraid of the cold, and he didn't know that the weather suddenly changed a bit. He just followed Jiang Yandong with his head down, not noticing when he stopped, and hit a generous back with a bang. .

"Ouch!" Qiao Xingran felt a pain in his forehead, and his inertia caused him to dodge backwards. Just when he thought he was about to fall, a pair of strong hands came across his waist, and he fell into the ground in the next second. A cedar-scented embrace.

The sound of a strong heartbeat was ringing in his ears, Qiao Xingran's eyes were still a little confused, his forehead hurt a little from being hit by Jiang Yandong's bone-covered back, before he had time to support his arms, there was a sudden stabbing pain in the back of his head, and the front of his eyes When it gets dark he loses consciousness.

Jiang Yandong supported the person, thinking that the person in his arms was just frightened and needed to slow down, but he didn't see any movement after holding him in his arms for a while, and the hand that was holding his sleeve dropped down.

"Xingran?" Jiang Yandong called out tentatively, lifted his chin to take a look, and found that the person's eyes were closed, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly took a breath.

Just then the driver drove over, and he was in a mess, so he picked him up and got into the car.

"Quick! Go to the hospital!"

As soon as the driver closed the car door and sat down, he was taken aback by the boss's yelling. After reacting for a second or two, the car rushed out like an arrow off the string.

"Xingran, wake up!" Jiang Yandong hugged the unconscious Qiao Xingran tightly, his eyes gradually turned red, and a pair of invisible hands tightly grasped his heart, making him a little out of breath.

"Hurry up!" He roared in dismay, holding Qiao Xingran's hand tightly, his temples throbbing.

When Zhang Yao rushed to the hospital, what he saw was Jiang Yandong sitting alone in the corridor of the hospital. The tall man bent over and buried his head on his knees, he could see the lonely look.

"Boss, is Xingran okay?" As soon as Zhang Yao walked over, the man straightened up, with faint red marks on his eye sockets.

"Surgery is underway." Jiang Yandong's voice was a little hoarse, and he felt uncomfortable as he looked at the lit surgery sign.

"It's so serious? What's going on? How did you pass out so well that you needed surgery?" Zhang Yao hammered his fist and looked at the sign in the operating room with the same anxiety.

Jiang Yandong looked at the door of the operating room and remained silent. He still remembered the surgery letter that the doctor asked him to sign just now, because his head had been traumatized before, and there was still a piece of blood in it that hadn't been cleaned up. Too tired to cause the congestion to spread before fainting.

I don't know how long it took, when the two people at the door of the operating room were silent, the door finally opened, and the doctor pulled off his mask tiredly and smiled.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhang Yao hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the operation situation. Jiang Yandong beside him had long since disappeared and rushed into the operating room.

"The blood clot in the patient's brain has been completely removed. After the anesthesia wears off, a comprehensive examination will be done to make sure that there is no problem. After a period of recuperation, there will be no problem."

"Okay, thank you doctor, I'll go with you to go through the admission procedures."

Qiao Xingran didn't expect to wake up in the hospital. The light blue curtains were blown by the breeze, and there was a rustling sound when they were rubbed against the screen window.

The sound of Didi was lingering in his ears, his eyes turned to the side of the bed, and the ECG monitor was working on and off, but he still didn't understand what happened.

He tried to sit up by himself, but he couldn't exert any strength on his body. He moved his head lightly, but the back of his head was painful.

Just at this moment, there was the sound of the door lock, and the sound of heavy footsteps on the floor, he seemed to know who was coming from the sound.

"Are you awake?" The familiar voice was deep and sweet, and Qiao Xingran felt an itchy throat, and couldn't help coughing twice, but it caused a piercing pain in the back of his head.

"Be careful, the wound hasn't healed yet." Jiang Yandong's handsome face seemed to be a bit vicissitudes, and he took warm water and carefully fed it to his mouth.

After drinking a few sips of warm water to moisten his throat, Qiao Xingran felt much more comfortable, and turned his eyes to see Jiang Yandong fiddling with the food box.

"Boss, what's wrong with me?"

"You suddenly fainted, and you were sent to the hospital only to find out that it was because there was a piece of untreated blood in your brain that had spread in the car accident before. In a hurry, you directly performed surgery for you."

Jiang Yandong's words came to his ears word by word, Qiao Xingran closed his eyes wearily, as if digesting the meaning of these words.

No wonder he was always dizzy recently, and he felt dizzy when he got up early in the morning. At first, he didn't care much about it, and just let him go, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

"Thank you." Qiao Xingran thanked in a low voice, thinking that all the money earned next month should be spent on this surgery.

"You don't need to be so polite, take care of your body early." There was no fluctuation in Jiang Yandong's words.

He also hired a nurse for himself. Just now, the two chatted a few words before Jiang Yandong left because of business matters, leaving only the tired Qiao Xingran alone with a nurse who took care of him.

The nurse's name is Aunt Zhang. He takes good care of himself. When he has nothing to do, he will sit down and chat with him to keep him awake.

During the period, the doctor also came to find a room, asked him some specific conditions and showed him the wound before leaving.

Qiao Xingran's heart was full of sadness. After the operation, he would not be able to work for at least a month. After thinking about it, he took the mobile phone and asked Xingyue for leave.

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