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

Just after Jiang Yandong pulled out the needle, Zhang Yao came with a lot of things, followed by a tall and strong bodyguard in black clothes, also holding many daily necessities in his hand, but the expression on his face was a bit cold.

"Aunt Lin made some porridge and chicken soup, Xingran, boss, you can eat it while it's hot." Zhang Yao put the food box on the tea table, pushed the glasses on his face and said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you Brother Yao."

Qiao Xingran smiled, and happily walked to the hospital bed, ready to stand up the small table on the bed, but was stopped by Jiang Yandong.

"No need, I'll get out of bed and eat." Jiang Yandong lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed while Qiao Xingran hurriedly supported him.

"I'm fine." Jiang Yandong lightly brushed Qiao Xingran's hand away, put on his shoes and sat back on the sofa, his face was a little tired due to his sick clothes.

Qiao Xingran looked at his hand that was brushed away, suddenly he didn't want to talk, he walked over to help open the food box consciously, laid out the food inside one by one, and put the tableware neatly in front of Jiang Yandong.

"How is the company today?" Jiang Yandong leaned on the sofa, gently closed his eyelids, leaned back his sexy neck, and his voice was a little lazy.

"There is movement over there." Zhang Yao stood aside with a serious expression on his face.

"Put as much bait as possible. Don't worry if you take a long line to catch big fish." Jiang Yandong opened his eyelids, and there was a deep chill in his eyes.

"Okay." Zhang Yao nodded, "I have brought all the important documents for the past two days."

"Well, I'll watch it after dinner." Jiang Yandong nodded, and raised his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

"Boss, did you know Dr. Zheng before?" Qiao Xingran asked curiously while pinching the white porcelain spoon in his hand.

"Well, do you still remember Zheng Wenshu?" Jiang Yandong nodded, looked up at Qiao Xingran, and asked indifferently.

Qiao Xingran passed the doctor who was performing brain surgery on him, and nodded subconsciously, but he didn't notice Zhang Yao's instantly stiff back.

"Jung Woo-hyun is Wen Shu's younger brother."

Qiao Xingran paused while serving the porridge. He still compared the looks of these two people in his mind. One was gentle, the other was flamboyant and handsome, and they didn't look very much alike. Are they actually brothers?He suddenly thought of the photo he saw in Dr. Zheng's office just now. Isn't the man with Zheng Youxuan Zheng Wenshu?

"They are actually brothers, but they don't look alike at all." Qiao Xingran continued to help Jiang Yandong serve porridge, muttering with some doubts.

"Same father and half mother."

"I see. No wonder I said they don't look alike." Qiao Xingran nodded and handed the porridge to Jiang Yandong.

"Boss, I'll go out for a while." Zhang Yao interrupted suddenly, his expression hidden behind his glasses made it difficult to see clearly.

"En." Jiang Yandong agreed.

Qiao Xingran didn't know what happened yet, but looking at Zhang Yao's expression, something seemed wrong. He looked at Zhang Yao's back with some worry, and turned his head to look at Jiang Yandong.

"What's wrong, brother Yao? Is there something urgent?"

"Don't pay attention to him." Jiang Yandong calmly took a sip of porridge and said coldly.

"Okay." Qiao Xingran glanced at the closed door, sighed silently, and slowly stirred the porridge in his hand.

There were only the two of them and the black-clothed burly man who had just arrived in the ward, and there was silence for a moment. Qiao Xingran looked at the porridge in the bowl boredly, and lost his appetite for a rare time.

"Stay away from that Zheng person from now on." Jiang Yandong's low, emotionless voice suddenly broke the silence in the room.

"What?" Qiao Xingran looked up in a daze. Is Jiang Yandong talking about Dr. Zheng?

"Don't get too close to Zheng Youxuan." Jiang Yandong raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and repeated it patiently.

Qiao Xingran felt a little baffled, it had nothing to do with who he was with, and Dr. Zheng didn't look like a bad person.

So it was rare for him to contradict Jiang Yandong, "Why can't I play with him?"

Qiao Xingran's chest heaved a bit loudly, and his voice was louder than he expected. He realized that his voice seemed too loud, but he didn't want to lose his momentum, so he still kept his waist straight.

"Just do what I say." Jiang Yandong didn't expect Qiao Xingran to react so strongly, a sarcasm was drawn from the corner of his mouth, but the nervous Qiao Xingran didn't see it.

"Why, Dr. Zheng is not a bad person. Besides, it's my business that I can talk to him. Why do you interfere with me?"

Qiao Xingran felt that Jiang Yandong was a little baffled today, first he played tricks on himself to embarrass him and make him blush and heartbeat, then he brushed away his hand that supported him, now he even has to interfere with his relationship with anyone.

He is not an emotionless object, he is a real person, and besides, he is only his assistant, and he only bears the responsibility of helping him find a partner, not his appendage.

The more Qiao Xingran thought about it, the more angry he became, and he also felt that Jiang Yandong's breath suddenly cooled down after his own words fell, but he couldn't hold back his anger, and the two of them had nothing to say for a while.

Qiao Xingran clenched his palms, his body trembling slightly, after a long silence, he grabbed his phone and walked out.

"I'm going to Xingyue to work tonight, come back later."

Qiao Xingran stood up abruptly, and paused halfway through the walk. When he reached the door, tears immediately fell from his eyes.

Only Jiang Yandong and his bodyguard were left in the ward. He was pinching the white spoon in his hand, his fingertips were slightly white due to the force, and his body exuded a cold breath. He stared at the back of Qiao Xingran, and suddenly closed his eyes. It took a long time to relax.

"Take these things away." Jiang Yandong put down the spoon in his hand and said coldly.

"Okay." The burly man in black nodded and immediately began to tidy up.

"By the way, find two people to follow him, and don't let him have any accidents."

"Yes." The burly man in black nodded quickly as he said, and left the ward very discerningly after packing up his things.

Qiao Xingran came out of the ward and ran all the way downstairs, only to feel that his reaction was a bit extreme, but he didn't like Jiang Yandong's cold and hard attitude, and he couldn't tell what he was feeling.

Since they all said they would go to work at night, Qiao Xingran called Kaohsiung and asked if he could go back to work at night.

After getting an affirmative answer, he was relieved, but now he was standing downstairs with his mobile phone and didn't know where to go. After thinking about it, he decided to take the subway to see his father.

The hospital Jiang Yandong lived in was not far from his father's nursing home, and it took ten minutes to get there by subway. When he stepped into the nursing home, he suddenly felt a little nervous, wondering if his father would wake up today.

Thinking that Qiao Xingran had already reached the door of his father's room, he knocked on the door and walked in, just in time to meet his father's opened eyes and Uncle Li's surprised eyes.

"Xingran, are you here? Hurry up, your father is awake right now." Uncle Li excitedly stepped forward and dragged Qiao Xingran into the room, his vicissitudes of face were full of excitement, and his eyes sparkled Bursting with light.

Qiao Xingran had never imagined the scene of his father waking up. At this moment, standing in front of the hospital bed, he clearly watched his father's eyes turn as he approached. go down.

"Dad." Qiao Xingran's eyes were gradually blurred by tears, he choked up and cried out, and clearly saw his father's pupils constricted.

"Dad, Dad." Qiao Xingran knelt down in front of the hospital bed with a plop, and tightly held his father's cold hands with both hands. His heart seemed to be tightly clenched by both hands, making him a little out of breath.

Uncle Li stood behind and quietly looked at the crying boy, secretly wiped away his tears, and then smiled gratifiedly.

"Dad, it will get better soon, we don't worry." Qiao Xingran reached out and touched his father's cold forehead, clearly feeling his blinking eyes.

He knelt on the ground for nearly half an hour, talking to Qiao Zhenyu all the time, and didn't stop until Qiao Zhenyu closed his eyes again.

When he stood up, his legs were already numb, and he almost fell backwards. Fortunately, Uncle Li quickly caught him.

"Thank you, Uncle Li." Qiao Xingran smiled wearily, bent over and pinched his sore calves.

"Thank you, your father has woken up more and more frequently in the past two days, and sometimes he can show a little expression on his face. You don't have to worry too much, work hard, your father has me here." Uncle Li took Qiao Xingran's hand and patted it comfortingly.

"Well, I know, I will try to earn more money, pay off the debt earlier, and let my father receive better treatment." Qiao Xingran smiled, and wiped the tears from the corners of Uncle Li's eyes.

"Take care of yourself, don't work too hard, haven't you moved to the boss's house recently? Are you eating well? If you don't eat well, remember to give yourself extra meals."

"The boss treats me very well and eats well. I've gained weight during this time." Qiao Xingran pulled Uncle Li to sit on the sofa, and pinched his stomach as he spoke.

"Oh, what's the matter with your hair? Why did you cut it so short? It's really hard to handle." Uncle Li noticed Qiao Xingran's small cropped head, and reached out his hand to touch his hair that was a little bit tangled in doubt.

"I have a friend who works as a barber. He used me to practice his hands. After a while, it will grow out." Qiao Xingran touched his small buttocks. He couldn't bear to let Uncle Li know that he had another operation, so he had to slap her. little lie.

"Your friend's skills are not very good." Uncle Li looked at it carefully, and then complained, and both of them laughed.

"Hahaha, I should be his first experimental subject. It's almost noon, I'm going to cook, let's eat together." Qiao Xingran looked at the clock on the wall and suggested.

"Okay, I haven't eaten Xingran's food for a long time, and I just went to the vegetable market this morning to buy some food." Uncle Li nodded repeatedly, and pulled Qiao Xingran into the kitchen.

"Is it all in the refrigerator?" Qiao Xingran opened the refrigerator and found a lot of vegetables in it.

"Yeah, I bought two eggplants, some meat, and some cabbage. You can make it as soon as you see it. The two of us can't eat much." Uncle Li took a basin to wash rice, and leaned in front of Qiao Xingran Said.

"Okay, then I'll make your favorite stewed eggplant, steamed egg custard, and stir-fried cabbage, can I?" Qiao Xingran asked as he took the vegetables out of the refrigerator.

"Okay, I like whatever you do." Uncle Li smiled cheerfully, and reached out to plug in the rice cooker.

"Uncle Li, don't always praise me like that, I'll be proud." Qiao Xingran followed suit with a smile, poured the vegetables into a basin and rinsed them with water.

"What's wrong with being proud? Pride can also make people improve. What's more, what Uncle Li said is the truth." Uncle Li smiled until the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were squeezed out, and he took the cabbage to help peel it.

"Hahaha, then I can only improve with pride."

In the narrow kitchen, the old and the young are chatting with each other. The small place is full of fireworks, and the smell of food floats to the entire nursing home through the small windows.

This kind of life is close to a person's life, and it is full of firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, which is full of flavor.

【Speak】

No small theater today!

But there is a little star running around begging for tickets~