I Have Amnesia, Don’t Be Noisy!

Chapter 5: trust

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Zhong Yibin ran into the kitchen and hugged Chu Qin. Seeing that his hand was under his chest, he didn't dare to touch him, so he made him lean on his back: "What's wrong with you?" Seeing that his face was pale in pain, he was very anxious.

"My chest hurts, I'm fine..." Chu Qin breathed a sigh of relief and gave him a smile.

Zhong Yibin frowned and hugged the person horizontally. Having just looked at the house, he knew where the bedroom was. Putting the person on the bed, Zhong Yibin didn't ask, and went straight to lift Chu Qin's clothes.

Chu Qin was wearing a soft white T-shirt today, which was easily lifted, revealing the bruised skin and the bandages that had gone astray.

Because Chu Qin was to be discharged from the hospital early and could not rest in bed, the doctor wrapped a bandage on him for a little fixation. But in the chest cavity, it is easy to slip off when it is wrapped, not to mention that Chu Qin has been busy jumping up and down for so long today.

"What's going on!" Zhong Yibin's tone became cold, and he raised his eyes and asked him seriously.

Chu Qin couldn't, so he could only tell the truth: "I suffered a little injury before, my rib was fractured, and I'm almost healed. You can help me get some painkillers..." When it came to painkillers, he suddenly remembered that they were prescribed in the hospital. The medicine was still in Hou Chuan's car and he forgot to take it off.

"I'll go buy it." Zhong Yibin got up.

"Hey... um..." Chu Qin hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab him, and pulled it to his chest again, breaking into a cold sweat from the pain, "Medical insurance card... in the drawer in the hall, the password is six ones."

Thinking that there was something important, Zhong Yibin couldn't help laughing and crying: "It's the same for me to buy it with money."

"Why don't you have a medical insurance card!" Chu Qin explained the use of the medical insurance card, and then talked about the location of the pharmacy, "Go out from the gate, turn left, and don't need to cross the road... Hey, take your mobile phone, and call me if you can't find it. Telephone… "

Zhong Yibin ignored him, took the medical insurance card in the hall and went out, not knowing if he heard the last sentence.

Hearing the door slamming shut, Chu Qin remembered that he had not given him medical records and prescriptions. Painkillers are prescription drugs, and I don't know if the boss can sell them to him.

After leaving the gate of the community, Zhong Yibin really didn't know where the pharmacy was, so he found out by asking the guard. The pharmacy looks very formal, with regular laser-cut fonts "Municipal Medical Insurance, Provincial Medical Insurance" pasted on the glass window. The boss is a bald uncle, sitting behind the counter and staring solemnly at a small TV with a look of concern for the country and the people. The sound of the TV is not too loud, you can only hear it when you get close.

"Cross talk, the emphasis is on learning to sing..."

"Boss." Zhong Yibin knocked on the counter.

"What!" The uncle who was worried about the country and the people raised his head and saw a familiar handsome face, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile, "Young man, you're here again!"

Zhong Yibin nodded calmly. It seemed that the owner of the pharmacy knew him. Could it be that Chu Qin was often sick before

The bald uncle didn't see any difference between Zhong Yibin and usual, he smiled and said, "I don't even bother to go to the supermarket in the daytime? Hey, I'll keep it for you! I deliberately went in more, don't say it, it's true Good deal."

Then, he took two soft bottles to him on his own, with "Water-based Human Lubricant" clearly written on it.

"..." Zhong Yibin twitched the corners of his mouth and said calmly, "I don't buy this today, I want painkillers."

Unable to sell the new variety he entered, the uncle was a little disappointed, and gave him two painkillers.

"I'll buy a box." Zhong Yibin looked at the small pills in the paper bag and was very dissatisfied.

"This is a prescription drug, and I can only give you so much at one time." The uncle said with one hand on his hips. If it wasn't for the guy who knew him well and didn't have a prescription, he wouldn't give him a pill.

The aunt in the community came to buy cold medicine. Hearing the voice of the uncle, she looked at the counter curiously and saw two bright bottles of lubricating fluid. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and shook his head. Now that the national family planning is so tight? Even lubricants have to be prescribed!

No time to argue with the bald head, Zhong Yibin took the pill and walked away quickly.

After tossing for a long time, he finally got the painkiller. Chu Qin felt that the pain was gone, and he had to get up to cook again. Zhong Yibin said nothing and didn't let him move. Just checked it with his mobile phone, he had a fractured rib and had to rest in bed: "Who was my former secretary? Call him to come and cook."

Thinking of Secretary Jin who was still outside the Third Ring Road, Chu Qin shook his head: "Secretary Jin is far away from here, please order a takeaway."

Is the secretary's last name Kim? Zhong Yibin searched on his mobile phone, found someone named "Secretary Jin", and called him: "I am at Chu Qin's residence, and I ordered two meals to be delivered."

"Yes." Secretary Jin hadn't received a call from the president for a week, and the Zhong family didn't tell him the situation. The company's affairs were handed over to the deputy general agent, which made him a little panicked. As the boss's confidant, but there has been no news of the boss, this is obviously the rhythm of falling out of favor.

Suddenly received a call from the boss, let alone ordering takeout, even if he was asked to cook at Chu Qin's house right now!

Chu Qin looked at Zhong Yibin speechlessly, this guy has amnesia and can't forget to call people.

"How did you get hurt?" Zhong Yibin sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, raised his hand and touched the shaved piece of hair on his head, "Is it related to my knock on the head?"

Chu Qin looked at Zhong Yibin, who was sitting on the edge of the bed. This posture seemed to be divided, and he felt a little sad in his heart. He looked down at his hand on the quilt: "I was kidnapped last week, you go and save me. , let someone knock a stick on the head."

Zhong Yibin frowned, and Mother Zhong told him that he was knocked on the head in a fight with someone, but he didn't say why he fought with someone. Obviously, what Chu Qin said was the truth. Even his mother would lie to him. Except for Chu Qin, no one in this world could be trusted. This strengthened his determination not to let others know that he had amnesia.

He looked up and saw that Chu Qin was still bowing his head, his two slender index fingers were twisted together, not knowing what he was doing. The hair on his head was messed up, and a few dull hairs were curled up casually, looking fluffy.

All the people and things in his memory were vague and gray. Only Chu Qin was vivid and bright. Just looking at him made Zhong Yibin feel at ease. Scalp, rubbed the dull hair on his head: "Chu Qin, you are so kind, only you don't lie to me."

Chu Qin looked up at him and met a pair of bright eyes. These eyes are no longer introverted and calm, but looking at him, they are more focused than before, with lingering joy. The moment of depression just now dissipated, Chu Qin couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, leaning over to kiss him.

Zhong Yibin watched him come closer, his eyes brighter.

"Ding dong—" The doorbell rang, interrupting the small kiss. Zhong Yibin was very unhappy and continued to lean forward, waiting for Chu Qin to kiss him.

"Go and open the door." Chu Qin was a little embarrassed that the takeaway should have arrived, pushed Zhong Yibin to get him up, and put his wallet on him by the way.

Outside the door, Secretary Jin ordered takeout, and Secretary Jin arrived with the takeout.

Zhong Yibin had some doubts about the two people coming to deliver the food. He took the bag from the delivery boy, looked at Secretary Jin in a suit and leather shoes, and handed him 100 yuan.

Secretary Jin took the money in a daze, and then watched helplessly as his boss closed the door again.

"President!" Secretary Jin hurriedly followed and squeezed into the door. His boss really expected it. From his expression, he knew that he had already paid for the delivery outside the door, so he gave him the money directly. But obviously I don't want to see him, is giving him 100 yuan to let him get out of the car

Chu Qin heard Secretary Jin's voice, got out of bed and walked out: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Chu." Secretary Jin hurriedly greeted him.

Zhong Yibin put the rice on the dining table and came over to hug him: "Go back and lie down." While walking, he asked him in a low voice who the person called the president was. After learning that it was Secretary Jin, he didn't look back, but hugged Chu Qin first. Back to bed.

"Sit down, wait a moment." Zhong Yibin came out to get the meal, raised his chin at Secretary Jin, turned and went in to eat with Chu Qin.

Chu Qin was eating, and he was a little worried that Zhong Yibin would face Secretary Jin himself, but the man insisted that he was not allowed to move. He could only half lie on the head of the bed, pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside.

"In the past few days, my mother doesn't let me contact the company. Is there any change?" Zhong Yibin asked in a deep voice.

"Vice President Li is in charge of the company's affairs now," Secretary Jin was shocked. Mrs. Zhong did not let Zhong Yibin contact the company's affairs in the name of recuperating. There must be some serious inside story, and the situation became serious." The three kidnappers are still being interrogated, tomorrow is Monday and there should be a result."

Zhong Yibin lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What do you think about Vice President Li?" He doesn't remember the company's affairs now. The things inside are too complicated. He needs to get acquainted with it before taking over. If this Vice President Li is competent, let him be in charge for a while.

When Secretary Jin heard this, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. The president actually asked this kind of thing, obviously giving him the opportunity to complain. As the boss's secretary, he can't befriend any company employee other than the boss, and he must not be soft-hearted when it's time to spit black mud. So, Bamboo Tube poured out the beans and reiterated the shortcomings of Vice President Li that he knew, and also talked about a few small problems that the company recently had under his management.

"This person has great ambitions. It's okay to let him manage for a few days. After a long time, there will definitely be problems." Secretary Jin said righteously.

Zhong Yibin nodded slowly.

Chu Qin's mouth twitched when he heard it in the room. The two of them seemed to be talking happily even though their lips were not right. Secretary Jin doesn't know, but he seems to be a well-planned boss, but in fact, he doesn't know anything...

The author has something to say: Small Theater:

"Three Essentials of Being a Boss"

Chu Qin: You have lost your memory, how can you be the president

Two cakes: the essence of the president, only three

Secretary Jin: Boss, I have something to report

Two Pies: Mmmm

Secretary Jin: Vice President Li he baba

Two Pies: Huh

Secretary Kim: Look, do we do this and this

Two Pies: Hmm~

Secretary Jin: The boss is really expecting

Chu Qin: …