Cute baby's sky-high pretty mom

Chapter 1123 Yang Sheng VS Chu Ran (25)
Mu Xi had nothing to do with him, "Yang Sheng, you are a wounded person, can you stop being so poor?"

Yang Sheng smiled and motioned Ou Qiang to raise the bed slightly, "This is called poverty? This is called fact!"

Standing by the bed, Ou Qiang couldn't help but secretly looked at Mu Xilai.

He felt strange when he saw Mu Xi outside the operating room.

When did the director of Winbond get so familiar with the boss?

Or, as the nurse said, because she was the last person the boss called, so I went to her?

But judging from the interaction between the boss and her now, the relationship between these two people, at least, is not just a relationship between partners.

At the very least, they can be regarded as friends?
Even, closer than friends?
Mu Xi didn't pay attention to Ou Qiang's sizing up, her eyes were full of Yang Sheng.

"You look like this, can you eat?"

Yang Sheng himself didn't know too well, but it was Ou Qiang who picked up the doctor's order book hanging by the bed.

"You can eat liquid and digestible things..."

"Then what do you want to eat? I'll go down and buy it!"

Mu Xi only thought that Yang Sheng didn't eat, but forgot that she didn't eat either.

Yang Sheng remembered what she had just explained, so he asked her.

"You didn't eat it yourself, did you?"

It was only then that Mu Xi remembered that she hadn't eaten either.

"Then let's buy it together, Assistant Ou, what do you eat?"

Ou Qiang glanced at Yang Sheng, and was shocked to realize that his current identity was roughly equivalent to a [-]-volt light bulb.

"I know Mr. Yang's taste better. I'll go buy it. Director Mu, what do you want to eat?"

When Ou Qiang talked about this, Mu Xi couldn't argue anymore, so he asked him to bring himself fried noodles, and when Ou Qiang went out, he dragged a chair and sat down on the side of the hospital bed.

"How do you feel now?"

The anesthesia on Yang Sheng's body has basically passed, and at this moment, his ribs, chest and abdomen are in pain.

He wanted to be brave and say that he was fine, but when he met Mu Xi's worried eyes, he suddenly didn't want to tell lies.

"The wound hurts..."

Mu Xi frowned and stood up, moved closer to him, her gaze fell on his pale face.

"Is it the wound in the head? Or the wound in the chest?"

Yang Sheng raised his finger to point to his chest, and Mu Xi raised his hand to ring the nurse's bell.

Soon, the nurse came in. After asking about the situation, she picked up the notebook and read it.

"Mr. Yang, wait a moment. The doctor prescribed painkiller injections for you. I will urge the pharmacy to deliver the medicine as soon as possible."

Mu Xi helped him level the bed, and turned on the TV, trying to distract him.

The anesthesia on Yang Sheng's body wore off, and the wound became more and more painful. The man who talked and laughed freely just now was gone, and he was only half lying on the bed with a pale face.

There was a low sound coming from the TV, but he didn't pay attention, and only focused on Mu Xi.

Seeing him looking at her, Mu Xi moved closer and asked him again.

"Is there a problem?"

Yang Sheng smiled helplessly, "I'm really sorry, I agreed to go to your house for dinner at night, but in the end, I didn't accompany Ya Ya, and even abducted her mommy."

Mu Xi glared at him, "What time is it, and you're still thinking about these insignificant things. When can't you eat with the little girl? Take care of your injuries and leave the hospital early, and you'll have a lot of opportunities to come to my house for dinner."

Mentioning this, Mu Xi suddenly remembered something.

"I heard from Assistant Ou that he only notified Miss Le, not your other family members."

Yang Sheng nodded, "Well, the old man is getting old, so don't let him toss around."

Mu Xi hummed, and said without thinking, "If you need help, just say it."

It was only after he said that that he remembered that apart from the old man, Yang Sheng also had his parents and younger sister. Even if he was not counted as family members, he still had a lot of subordinates who could be assigned by him anytime and anywhere, and give him the best care.

As an outsider, she can't help much.

Thinking of this, she quickly smiled and made amends.

"However, it seems that I can't help..."

But Yang Sheng looked at her and said, "How can I not be able to help, I'm afraid it will trouble you too much."

The hole that Mu Xi dug himself had to be filled no matter what.

"No, no, if there is anything I can help, just say it."

Yang Sheng was really rude to her, "Then, can I trouble you to help me with the next sick meal?"

Mu Xi had a general understanding of Yang Sheng's usual diet. When he was busy, he would never have a meal, and most likely he ate takeaway.

If you eat these for sick meals, not to mention too much greasy food, the nutrition may not keep up.

"Yes, tell me in advance what you want to eat every day, and I will make it ready. But...you have to find someone to get it on time."

In addition to buying vegetables, cooking and doing housework, she also has to pick up Ya Ya, so it is unrealistic for Aunt Liu to deliver meals to sick patients.

Yang Sheng knew he couldn't make progress, so he said thank you, and then said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

There was no embarrassment on his face.

Mu Xi didn't care too much, in her heart, she and Yang Sheng didn't need too much politeness.

While the two were talking, the nurse came in with an analgesic, and Mu Xi stepped aside and sat on the sofa beside her. While the nurse was inserting needles for Yang Sheng, she asked the nurse about some nursing issues that Yang Sheng needed to pay attention to next.

The nurse answered Mu Xi's questions patiently, and comforted Mu Xi before leaving.

"Mrs. Yang, don't worry too much. Mr. Yang is in good health and should be able to get out of bed soon."

Mu Xi was too embarrassed, "Hey, sister nurse, you misunderstood, he and I..."

Yang Sheng on the bed interrupted Mu Xi with a smile, and smiled at the nurse.

"Thank you, we will pay close attention and strive to get out of bed as soon as possible."

The nurse blushed a little from his bright smile, turned and closed the door and left.

Mu Xishuangarmchest# hugged him and stared at him, "Mr. Yang, when did I become Mrs. Yang?"

Yang Sheng looked at her with a smile, "As long as you want, you can do it anytime."

Of course Mu Xi didn't take his joke seriously, and didn't take it too seriously.

After all, she had never even had an affair with him.

"Mr. Yang, you can save this scene between Cinderella and the prince to coax the little girl."

Mu Xi turned around and poured a glass of water, and handed it to Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng took it, took a few sips to moisten his throat, then raised his eyelids and looked at her.

"Do you think that between me and you is the identity of Cinderella and prince?"

Mu Xi leaned against the bedside table with her arms folded, and looked down at him, "If it was ten years ago, it should be."

Yang Sheng remembered something, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Then if it was ten years ago, would you have accepted the prince?"

Mu Xi shrugged, "Who knows, I can't speculate on my reaction to something that hasn't happened before."

Mu Xi has no idea what kind of person she was ten years ago.

Therefore, no assumptions can be made about the unknown.

Yang Sheng only thought that she was perfunctory, and according to his personality, he should stop the topic here, but he couldn't control himself, and persisted in asking.

"what about now?"

These words are somewhat #ambiguous and tentative.

But Mu Xi seemed invulnerable, she shook her head with a smile and said.

"I'm long past the age of believing in fairy tales, and besides, I don't think of myself as Cinderella now."

It is true that Yang Sheng is a very powerful man, but Mu Xi will not belittle himself because of this and think that he is a worthless person.

[To be continued]
(End of this chapter)