Song Anyi was terrified. It was one thing that her allergies were unexpectedly serious. The most important thing was that she believed that such a powerful Professor Zhou must never have been scolded so severely...
"Ok ok..."
She tensed her nerves, shrank her neck, quickly unbuttoned Professor Zhou's cuffs, and rolled up her sleeves, only to find that his fingers were shaking so badly, so he asked her to help unbutton them? She gritted her teeth, helped him lie down on the hospital bed, helped take off his shoes, and followed the doctor's instructions to unbutton his shirt.
The mature man's strong bronze neck is wide open. One of the nurses on both sides of the hospital bed is busy with intravenous drips, and the other is busy with connecting the heartbeat and blood pressure monitoring equipment.
Song Anyi stayed by the side, trembling with fear, she didn't dare to take it lightly for a second. Like a little daughter-in-law, she helped to adjust the height of the pillow and cover the quilt properly.
Zhou Mo frowned.
Song Anyi immediately understood and hurried to appease that Professor Zhou had a serious cleanliness addiction. "Don't worry, the quilts in the hospital will be disinfected after use..."
The bad-tempered attending doctor heard what the patient's family said, and his stern eyes shot at him like sharp arrows.
"How is it now? Do you have any opinions on the quilt in our hospital?!"
Song Anyi hurriedly changed her head to comfort her, not forgetting to apologize. "I'm sorry, doctor, that's not what we meant..."
The patient's personality is difficult to deal with, the doctor's temper is also cunning, and Song Anyi's nerves are tense.
The doctor said, "Mrs. Zhou—"
"Oh, no, I'm not Mrs. Zhou—" Song Anyi quickly clarified, not daring to stimulate Professor Zhou any more.
The doctor ignored it and just finished speaking. "Our quilt can be used with confidence. In addition, there are other medicines besides the drip. Go to get the medicine first, and take it to the nurse after you get it. They will add it to the drip, and you don't need to use it. You should pay attention, If Mr. Zhou still feels uncomfortable after taking the medicine, let the nurse come to me immediately."
The doctor turned around and left. Although his temper was bitter, he was a responsible doctor.
Zhou Mo closed his eyes and rested, because of allergies, his breathing was still very fast.
Song Anyi pursed her lips, both anxious and annoyed.
Ji Xinyuan touched her chin to observe all this, An Yi tried very hard to make up for her fault, but Professor Zhou was like an old man, accepting An Yi's service naturally
The interaction between the two seems to be normal, but it is a little weird. She has a wonderful feeling, but she doesn't know how to describe it...
The chief physician came out in person, and Professor Zhou was all right for the time being. Ji Xinyuan and Song Anyi said hello and left first.
Song Anyi pulled up a chair and sat down beside the hospital bed.
The emergency room was a little cold. She hurriedly took Professor Zhou out of the emergency room and forgot to put on her coat. She rubbed her arms and followed the doctor's instructions, keeping her eyes fixed on Professor Zhou on the hospital bed.
"Put your jacket on when it's cold."
Of course Song Anyi dared not. "No-"
"You rub your arms very loudly."
Song Anyi was stunned for a while. She didn't want to upset Professor Zhou, so she draped her coat over her shoulders. The light smell of Hu Houshui came to her face. She was a little embarrassed, but because of Professor Zhou's coat, her body did gradually warm up.
"Thank you..." She felt that she should speak clearly. "Professor Zhou, I'm really embarrassed that you were admitted to the hospital with allergies. It's still so serious. Next time, I will definitely not prepare snacks casually..."
Zhou Mo frowned, Miss Song's assurance made him think that the afternoon tea in the future may only be red bean bread, which is not good, he hasn't even eaten rice balls.
"I'm only allergic to old Shaoxing wine."
Song Anyi was startled, and looked at Professor Zhou who was still resting with his eyes closed. Based on her experience in getting along for the past six months, she guessed that Professor Zhou wanted her to continue to prepare afternoon tea, as long as the aged Shaoxing wine was listed as a household that refused to communicate with her
"Professor Zhou means that as long as no aged Shaoxing wine is added, other ingredients are fine?"
Professor Zhou really did not respond.
Well, let it be like this, she really still likes the warm and cozy winter sun in Professor Zhou's study.
The acute allergy came and went quickly. Three hours later, the rash on Zhou Mo's body disappeared and his breathing returned to normal.
The man stood upright beside the bed, accepting Song Anyi's dressing.
Even if she thought it was strange, she could only bite the bullet and help the "victim" to straighten her sleeves, button up the cufflinks, and put on her coat carefully.
Alas, who called her a well-deserved "perpetrator"
She has already settled the bill and received the oral medicine. As long as Professor Zhou has sorted it out, she can go home to rest.
Thanks to her friend's help this time, she should have told Xinyuan before leaving the hospital. She called her friend while Professor Zhou was going to the bathroom, but unexpectedly, her friend teased her for a while—
"Our director said you are Mrs. Zhou."
"There is a big misunderstanding."
"Professor Zhou calls you to do things very smoothly."
"Of course, Professor Zhou is a super VIP of our company. I have served this VIP for more than half a year."
"It feels like a handsome president vs. a pretty butler."
"You are too powerful."
"I think Professor Zhou is more suitable for you than Xie Weishu. Xie Weishu is like an ignorant and immature child."
Xie Weishu is Song Anyi's boyfriend. He is 25 years old this year and is currently studying in a graduate school at the University of the Arts. The two are sisters and brothers who are two years apart. One of them is busy with work and the other is busy with class. They only go out to eat and watch movies together on weekends, and there is no too warm spark.
This is Song Anyi's first love. Of course she also has expectations for love, but getting along with Wei Shu is such a model, she can only tell herself that there is a bland and bland romance.
"Don't talk nonsense, Professor Zhou's world is completely different from ours, and it's not something we can touch. The point is that Wei Shu is my boyfriend."
"Just think about it, but Xie Weishu's personality really can't take care of you."
Ji Xinyuan has always been straightforward. Xie Weishu is right, but he is already twenty-five years old. For example, when he goes abroad to watch exhibitions or pay courses outside the school, he should be responsible for working and earning money himself, instead of letting his girlfriend spend money to help him. , With his mentality, who would believe that he could take good care of An Yi