Han Chu was like a bear, but his intelligence and momentum were not weakened.
He just lost his emotional intelligence.
The yandere and highly intelligent boss was even more unreasonable than usual. Even because he didn't want to go to the hospital, Han Chu decisively assigned Ye Shuang a nursing assignment, which he couldn't refuse.
"The knitting work is subject to random checks!" Ye Shuang carried the cooked porridge and put a small table on the bed for Han Chu with a stinky face, and then arranged the porridge bowls and side dishes one by one: "I have never heard of nursing as a job. I'm not a nurse for testing."
"Right and willful." Han Chu glanced at Ye Shuang indifferently, let out a blank expression, and then added another blow: "And you are still my girlfriend."
Ye Shuang couldn't complain about this sentence. It was unjust for her to have the name of her girlfriend.
The "boyfriend" is his immediate boss, but he has never opened a back door for himself. It's okay if they don't usually have pick-up dates. Every time they meet, it's all business, and she has to fight and infiltrate through life and death... Of course, Ye Shuang can't adapt to normal people's dating patterns. She always feels that the two of them are doing nothing but watching movies. It's a bit shameful to talk about love in milk tea for a day, but even so, it doesn't necessarily mean that Ye Shuang doesn't want to enjoy the feeling of being taken care of as a woman, right? !
Facing Han Chu's confident expression and attitude, Ye Shuang could only hold his forehead helplessly: "Okay, boss, everything you say is right."
Then he thrust the spoon into the other person's hand and completely stopped talking to him.
Han Chu put a baby antipyretic patch on his forehead that Ye Shuang forcibly stuck on. After taking a bite of the porridge, he put down his spoon. He stared at the millet porridge in front of him with dissatisfaction and said in a disgusting tone: "Why? Is it salty?”
"Because you are a patient, this taste is more appetizing and less exciting."
Han Chu pushed the porridge bowl and said righteously: "For me, sweets are only appetizing."
Ye Shuang: "... Maybe I will vomit." Taste preference does not represent the body's ability to accept it. You are so willful in this special state. Do you really understand the meaning of recuperation
So Han Chu held up the cute-looking cartoon anti-pyretic patch and silently expressed his resistance to Ye Shuang with a calm expression...
"...Okay, I'll cook something sweet for you."
Three minutes later, Ye Shuang retreated, cleared the dishes on the table and carried them out. Han Chu was finally satisfied and settled back on the bed, closing his eyes and waiting for his new food.
Making porridge is not a time-saving thing. Although it seems simple, everyone knows that porridge needs to be "cooked".
So until Han Chu fell asleep in the room again, Ye Shuang was still in the kitchen fussing over the new porridge and side dishes.
Her work was interrupted by a phone call, from Antonis.
"Why haven't you arrived yet?" Antonis complained aggrievedly on the phone: "Are you going to abandon me too?"
Ye Shuang, whose face was steamed by the heat in the kitchen, was at a loss, and then he suddenly remembered that he had to help deliver tool boxes: "Sorry, sorry, I just found Brother Han. He accidentally caught a fever and was lying on the bed. I'm here, because I have to take care of his relationship, so I haven't taken the time to send you anything before."
Antonis couldn't understand: "Why can't you find time? You can drive him to the hospital, and then drive directly to me."
Ye Shuang also found it incomprehensible: "Yes, I also find it strange. Why doesn't he like the hospital even though he is such an adult?" It's not like children are afraid of injections.
Fortunately, Antonis also seemed to think that the health of his good friend was more important, so even though he was a little dissatisfied, he still accepted Ye Shuang's explanation and just let the other party have time to deliver the things the next day.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Shuang felt that this should be considered as letting go of one thing temporarily, so she didn't think more about it. But unexpectedly, Mrs. Gracie didn't seem to have the same idea as Antonis, so half an hour later, when Ye Shuang was serving porridge and hesitating whether to ask Han Chu to get up, Serif had already gone ahead. Came to the apartment here.
For an internationally renowned thief, ordinary electronic locks are not difficult at all.
"I'm here to help Mr. Antonis get something and visit the patient by the way." Serifu walked into the apartment and explained to Ye Shuang, who looked warily when he heard the door open: "I hope I didn't disturb you. Also, please Stop staring at me like that, it makes me feel uncomfortable."
Well, now Ye Shuang doesn't have to worry about whether to wake up Han Chu. She has to send away the uninvited guest before saying: "It's just a toolbox. It's just one more night. Don't worry, right?"
Knowing that Serif would not just obey and leave, Ye Shuang simply put down other things and took him to the guest room: "Tony's things are all in here, but I hope you don't touch other things that shouldn't be touched... Hey! I just Are you still holding back after saying that?"
Serifu turned around innocently and looked at Ye Shuang for a while, and then finally reluctantly took out the small thing in his trouser pocket under the firm gaze of the other party: "It's just a habit..."
"You can't change your habits!" Ye Shuang went over and took the memory card back without any courtesy, then picked up a toolbox from the table and threw it over: "Take what you want with you."
Serifu held the tool box in one hand and raised the other hand beside his head in a gesture of surrender. Before he could open his mouth to say anything, Ye Shuang swept him out of the bedroom.
In order to express his anger, Ye Shuang even locked Antonis' room after coming out without concealing his precautions. After thinking about it, I thought something was wrong. These locks could not prevent professional thieves at all, so I raised my hand and lifted the sideboard next to the kitchen... solid wood, each weighing at least a hundred pounds. After blocking the door of the bedroom, others Let’s not talk about whether it can be moved away. At least someone like Serif who specializes in technical routes cannot move.
Serif: "..."
After watching Ye Shuang's series of actions, Serifu was blinded and dumbfounded at the same time: "You really don't have to do it so brilliantly."
"To you? I have to be on guard." Ye Shuang despised the other person: "A bad guy like you must not have a simple purpose in coming here. Huh, I was the one who saved you in the first place."
Serif couldn't argue and rubbed his nose: "Even if you don't save me, Jennifer wouldn't dare to do anything to me. And my mother... I mean Mrs. Gracie, she was actually about to touch me at that time. To where I am being held.”
"Do you want to admit it?" He despised and despised again.
"...Well, in return for saving your life, I want to advise you one thing - Mrs. Gracie is not a fool." (To be continued)