"Director Yang poured hot milk tea on me. I have to go to the hospital." Qiao Man didn't hide it from Yang Li at all.
"What? Is she crazy?" Hong Shan was stunned.
Qiao Man relies on her hands to compose the picture and make plans. What's going on with Yang Li?
"Director Yang said that I stole her project and that I will never end it with me... In the past few days, I will arrange for the team members to make plans first. My arms have been burned..." Qiao Man showed her red and blistered arms.
Hong Shan slapped the table angrily: "If you rebel against her, she is so lawless in the company. Go to the hospital quickly and take care of your injuries first. I will teach Yang Li a lesson."
"Thank you, boss." After saying that, Qiao Man turned and left the office and went directly to the hospital.
She deliberately exposed what Yang Li had done, and Hong Shan was only interested in profit.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to impress him with benefits.
Especially when he only agreed in the morning to let her continue to take over FY's project, Yang Li caused her to be injured in the afternoon. This was a complete slap in Hong Shan's face.
Qiao Man took a taxi to the hospital to register for a check-up.
At the same time, Yang Li was called to the office by Hong Shan and asked with a stern face: "Why are you so mean to Qiao Man? She will have to make a plan later. You broke her hand, can you help her do it?"
Yang Li was still a little guilty, but when she heard what Hong Shan said, she immediately became unhappy and said with a pout, "Brother Hong, you can't just talk about me? Who makes Qiao Man so irritating?"
"I didn't mean it at the time. She insisted on talking back to me. I was so angry that I subconsciously took action..." Yang Li stepped forward to pinch Hong Shan's shoulders and hit her back, and coaxed softly: "Hong Shan Brother, I was wrong, I will definitely pay attention next time."
"Wouldn't it be better if her hands were disabled? When the plan can't be completed without your help, Manager Xu will definitely not want her." Yang Li still has not given up her plan to take the project from Qiao Man's hands.
No matter how angry Hong Shan was, Yang Li's gentle care gradually dissipated his anger.
"Then you shouldn't use hot water. What if something happens?" Hong Shan looked at her disapprovingly.
Yang Li kissed him on the face and hugged his neck coquettishly: "Brother Hong, I really didn't mean it. If she causes trouble, I'll apologize to her, okay?"
"Okay, it's best to let this matter go as it is." Hong Shan didn't want to cause trouble, so he warned her: "There will be no next time."
"I know, I know Brother Hong is the best to me."
At the same time, Qiao Man arrived at the hospital.
When the doctor examined her wound, he frowned and asked, "Why did you get so hot?"
"I accidentally spilled it on myself." Qiao Man endured the pain and allowed the doctor to examine her.
The examination was soon over and the doctor prescribed medicine: "Fortunately it's not boiling water. Apply medicine for a few days and it will be cured. Be careful after that."
"Thank you." Qiao Man thanked the doctor, paid for the medicine, and took a taxi home.
In the taxi, she looked down at the burns on her arms and sighed deeply.
I hope Yang Li can restrain herself in the future, otherwise she will never be polite to her again.
She's just used to being patient, but she's not a weakling. Anyone can pinch her.
Not long after, I returned home.
Qiao Man opened the door and entered the house, ready to take a shower directly. The milk tea on her head made her hair clumps, sticky and uncomfortable.
As soon as she put the burn ointment on the coffee table in the living room, she looked up and saw Fu Shaoting walking out of the room.
"Why are you back at this point?" Fu Shaoting asked in surprise.
Qiao Man didn't expect that Fu Shaoting was at home, and she was a little at a loss for a moment. She knew that she was in a mess at the moment.
"I, I have something to do. I took leave and came back first. Why are you at home?" Qiao Man explained hesitantly. For some reason, she didn't want to tell him about her injury.
"I left a document for the meeting at home. Come back and get it. What's wrong with your hair?" Fu Shaoting stepped forward, frowned and stared at the messed up hair on her head, which made her look a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but ask strangely. .
Her hair was still fine when she went out, and her body...
"Why have you changed your clothes?" Fu Shaoting frowned. She remembered that when Qiao Man went out in the morning, she was wearing a beige shirt, but now she is wearing a white shirt.
"My colleagues lent me the clothes. I accidentally got my clothes wet. I'm going to take a shower first." After saying that, Qiao Man hurried to her room, deliberately hiding her injured arm tightly. Don't dare to expose it.
Fu Shaoting stared at her back with suspicion on his face.
Is it an illusion?
Why did he feel that Qiao Man was in a panic, as if she was hiding something from him.
And her movements are a bit weird...
While thinking, Fu Shaoting's eyes fell on the small bag on the coffee table. He stepped forward to open the bag and took out the ointment inside, which was burn ointment.
Where was she burned?
Fu Shaoting subconsciously wanted to get up and go find Qiao Man to ask for details, but then thought of her saying she wanted to take a shower, so he could only suppress his worries for the time being.
Not long after, Qiao Man came out of the room in her nightgown after taking a shower, thinking that Fu Shaoting had gone to the company.
Who knew that as soon as he left the door, he saw a tall figure sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a tube of burn ointment in his hand.
Qiao Man suddenly became stiff. Why hasn't he left yet?
Hearing the sound, Fu Shaoting immediately turned to look at her with a deep look: "Where are you burned?"
Qiao Man subconsciously put her left arm behind her back, not daring to let him see it: "No, no burn..."
Fu Shaoting narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a darker tone: "Come here."
Qiao Man tensed up and wanted to run back to the room immediately.
But Fu Shaoting's deep eyes were locked on her, so Qiao Man didn't dare to move a step.
Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Fu Shaoting slowly stood up and walked towards her.
Qiao Man suddenly came back to her senses, walked towards him with small steps, and explained with a guilty conscience: "I'm really fine..."
Fu Shaoting stretched out his hand towards her: "Stretch out your arm."
"I..." Qiao Man still wanted to delay.
Fu Shaoting spoke slowly: "Take out your arms and don't let me say it a second time."
His low tone was somewhat inexplicably domineering, and by the time Qiao Man reacted, she had already taken her arms out from behind her back.
Fu Shaoting's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw her forearms and the backs of her hands were red.
"How did you do it?" Fu Shaoting's voice was slightly hoarse, and his deep, gloomy eyes were full of anger.
Seeing that he was so concerned about her injuries, Qiao Man's cheeks felt a little hot. She blinked uncomfortably and said vaguely: "I accidentally spilled milk tea on myself when I was making milk tea..."
"Tell the truth." Fu Shaoting didn't believe a word he said.
No matter how capable she is, can she still pour milk tea on her head?
I'm afraid it was splashed on by someone, right?
So her arms were burned, her clothes got wet, and her hair became a mess.
