Liang Sheng was sitting upright in his chair, looking at me with his head tilted, and what was on my lips was the newspaper he was holding! His evil eyes clearly told me that I was being teased. This bastard Liang Sheng was so angry with me.
"Why are you blushing?" He deliberately came closer to me, and it was the first time I looked at his deep eyes at such a close distance. They were filled with endless darkness, which reflected my blushing face.
I pushed his close face away and replied in a panic: "I'm blushing. I just woke up and the quilt is stuffy."
"Oh?" Liang Sheng showed a faint smile, looked at me for a moment, and said to me in a teasing tone: "It seems that you are indeed very hungry."
I felt my face getting hotter and hotter, and my tongue started to tremble a little: "What are you talking about?"
Liang Sheng turned his chair, reached for the thermos box on the bedside table, and skillfully opened the lid with his long fingers, and a faint scent of chicken soup wafted out. Liang Sheng poured a bowl of chicken soup out, glanced at me from time to time, then held the chicken soup in his hand, held the spoon and asked me: "Want to drink it?"
I swallowed, nodded slowly, and looked at him eagerly.
Liang Sheng's lips curled up, "Put your mouth closer!"
"Ah?" I raised my head in shock. Liang Sheng was still looking at me for a moment. I blushed again with that focused gaze. Liang Sheng took a spoonful of chicken soup and put it to his lips and blew on it. It was neither salty nor bland. He said: "It seems that the camera didn't damage your brain, you can still think wildly."
"Hey!" I glared at him angrily, "Can you stop being so mean when you speak?"
"Anyway, in your eyes, I'm just a mean man, so what does it matter, huh?" Liang Sheng said with a nonchalant look on his face, and brought the chicken soup and spoon closer to my mouth, "Would you like to drink it?"
I glanced at him and then looked at the chicken soup. My stomach was already growling. I leaned over uncontrollably, lowered my head and was about to drink the soup. He suddenly said: "You don't have long hands, or do you have long hands?" Are you injured? You don’t know how to drink it yourself, or do you want me to feed you?”
I really wanted to pick up the pillow at hand and throw it on his head. How could there be such a disgusting man? He has no human touch at all!
I grabbed the chicken soup and drank it myself. Liang Sheng's eyes were smiling and she said calmly: "Drink slowly, I won't compete with you."
I rolled my eyes at him angrily. After drinking a bowl of chicken soup, I asked him, "Did the power-on ceremony go well?"
While packing the thermos box, he replied nonchalantly: "You've already screwed it up, haven't you?"
I was choked and couldn't lift myself up. Fortunately, I hit my brain and not my heart, otherwise I was afraid I would have died suddenly. "Didn't you go back and deal with it? How was it done?"
"What I went back to deal with was the media, not the opening ceremony." He answered casually. After finishing packing, he turned around and looked directly at me. I felt inexplicable throbbing again. He looked at me and continued: "What you want to ask is the result of the company's treatment of you, right?"
I nodded immediately, it was rare that he understood my thoughts.
He lowered his head and sighed exaggeratedly.
I was shocked, thinking that it was over now, and I was probably fired.
He curled his lips and said in shock: "This is the case, and the company still doesn't fire you."
"What?" I was overjoyed and laughed immediately, "You mean I'm still the chief makeup artist?"
Liang Sheng nodded, pretending to be thoughtful and said, "I don't know what's going on. Those directors and producers usually yell at everyone, but this time they didn't dismiss you. They didn't even say a word to scold you. "
"That's because they know I didn't mean it, and besides, I was injured and went to the hospital." I explained to him seriously.
He looked understanding and nodded repeatedly, "You are right!"
In fact, I knew he was joking with me, and I was just talking casually. I knew very well that if something like this happened, the directors and producers would definitely deal with me, and the only way I was not fired was because Liang Sheng coordinated it. . To my surprise, the position of chief makeup artist was reserved for me!
I suddenly thought of what he said about dealing with the media, and quickly asked him: "Then how did you silence those reporters?"
The ward was extremely quiet. Liang Sheng said thoughtfully, "I can't stop so many reporters. The most I can do is stop you!"
What he said was frivolous and full of ambiguity, making his face red and his ears hot. I turned away and said dullly: "You were led astray by Chu Jin!"
I wonder if Chu Jin will sneeze on the way to the airport.
Liang Sheng stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at me leisurely: "I can only lead others astray, no one can lead me astray." He suddenly said such arrogant words, which made me laugh.
Liang Sheng said seriously: "Why are you laughing?"
"Nothing, nothing." I waved my hand. Actually, I didn't know why I was laughing. I just thought it was funny when I saw his serious look. His eyes kept moving on my face, so I had to stop laughing and become serious.
I cleared my throat and said, "What did the doctor say? If there is no problem, I want to be discharged from the hospital. Since I have not been dismissed, I always have to return to my job as soon as possible."
Liang Sheng answered casually: "Should I give you the best employee award and make a banner for you to hang on the wall of your department?"
I heard it, he was mocking me for being so anxious to leave the hospital. But I really have no problem, and the wound on my head no longer hurts. Although it doesn’t look good with the gauze on it, it does not affect my work. After all, I am behind the scenes, not in front of the screen.
I chuckled and said, "Okay, it's better to give out more bonuses."
"What a beautiful thought!" Liang Sheng glared at me, walked around the end of the bed, picked up my clothes from the coat rack and threw them directly in my face. I screamed, "What are you doing?"
"Aren't you going to be discharged from the hospital? Don't you need to change clothes?"
"Then you can't say it nicely?"
I grabbed my clothes and glared at him angrily. He ignored me and walked straight out the door, "I'll wait for you in the corridor and come out after changing!"
"Ah!" I sat up and was about to change my clothes, but my hair was suddenly caught on something on the bed, and I couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Liang Sheng's hand on the doorknob suddenly retracted, turned around and asked me, "What's wrong?"
He saw that the ends of my hair were knotted and caught by the screws on the stretcher bed, and I looked like I was trying not to laugh. It's hard for him to hold back his laughter and have to come back to untie my hair.
Since the door had been opened by Liang Sheng, when the nurse came over, the conversation between Liang Sheng and I was as follows:
"Does it hurt?"
"Kind of."
"Then should I take it out?"
"Nonsense, how can I get up if I don't take it out?"
"Then please bear with it, it will still hurt a little."
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I can imagine the tangled expression on the nurse's face. She must have taken a lot of courage to push the door open. After pushing it open, the first thing she said when she came in was: "This is a hospital ward. You can't do this here." Kind of something!"
Liang Sheng and I looked up in shock, and Liang Sheng pulled out my hair with just a strong force in his hand. The pulling made my scalp hurt and I screamed.
"What did you say?" Liang Sheng asked the nurse with raised eyebrows.
The nurse's face turned red and white. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with us, she had to adjust her tone and said in an extremely serious tone: "Bed 87, Shen Yan, haven't you been notified of being discharged from the hospital? Why are you still here? A nurse will come to change the sheets soon." , you pack your things and leave as soon as possible."
Liang Sheng and I did not respond. The nurse turned around and left. When she reached the door, she thought for a moment and then stepped back: "You guys have to go home and make out. This is a hospital and you won't be allowed to mess around!"
I didn't understand what the nurse meant before, but when I came to my senses, my face was so red that I was bleeding.
(End of chapter)