"Wow, the soon-to-be boss lady is here too. She really looks like a doll."
A photo was sent. Xu Yangyang looked up at Fu Xinian with admiration and joy on his face.
"Ms. Nurse, can you prescribe some more medicine for me? I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach and lungs." Shen Yuan raised the bill and looked at the nurse who just walked in.
"Shen Yuan, why do you use this kind of eye drops?" Fu Song came in, holding the special eye drops she used in his hand.
"Is there anything wrong with this eye drop?" Shen Yuan asked quietly.
"Of course I have questions, answer me, why do you use this kind of eye drops? Do you want to become blind?" Fu Song strode over and asked loudly.
"Fu Song, please lower your voice." Shen Yuan was annoyed by his yelling.
As expected, the people named Fu are all from the same family. They are not polite at all and are very rude.
"If you don't take good care of yourself, you will be in more pain sometimes." Fu Songtie's face was livid, and he leaned closer to look into her eyes.
They were so close that their breathing sounds were entangled together.
"What are you doing?" Suddenly, Fu Xinian's voice rang at the door of the ward.
Shen Yuan was startled for a moment, then slowly tilted her head back to look at Fu Xinian through Fu Song's obstruction. He didn't know how long he stood there, with his black suit on his arms and a folder in his hand.
"Nothing, just check." Shen Yuan quietly pinched Fu Song's waist, glared at him threateningly, and whispered, "Shut up, or I'll destroy your hospital."
Fu Song pursed his lips tightly and turned to look at Fu Xinian. After their eyes met for a while, Fu Song suddenly raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "Fourth brother, what are you doing, are you jealous? You are about to get married, and you are still doing it so lingeringly. Yeah, boring."
"I'm here to talk about work." Fu Xinian walked in slowly, his eyes falling on Shen Yuan's face. There was a suspicious red color on the fair little face, and there were two faint fingerprints.
In my memory, he was the only one who had ever touched her face. I didn't expect that Fu Song would dare to pinch her face like this now.
"I'm sick, and I resigned." Shen Yuan smiled at him and waved her five fingers: "Mr. Fu, the resignation report was submitted to the group HR and has been approved."
"Who approved it?" Fu Xinian paused for a moment and then said, "Who am I to fire?"
"Oh, whatever you want." Shen Yuan curled her lips, looking aggrieved: "I'm not going back anyway."
"Look at this first." Fu Xinian came closer and patted the folder on her lap.
"Fourth brother, she is sick." Fu Song frowned and said unhappily.
Shen Yuan's attention was attracted by the project name on the folder. She had been eyeing this project last year, but Li was the first to take advantage of it and she failed to take advantage of it. Why is this project back in front of us now?
"The Li family's capital chain is broken and we can't afford it. We're going to re-tender." Fu Xinian sat down on the chair next to the bed, stared at Shen Yuan's face and said, "It's up to you whether you want to do it or not."
Shen Yuan's thin white fingers slowly tightened on the folder.
The design of the seaside mangrove environmental protection park includes reclamation, infrastructure, environmental design, and environmental design. If she can win it, it will be the most significant event in her career.
"You don't understand design." Fu Song saw the light in her eyes and reminded him with a frown: "Besides, your eyes..."
"Oh, yes, I don't understand design. I have to think about it again." Shen Yuan didn't give him a chance to finish. He quickly closed the document and handed it back to Fu Xinian: "If Mr. Fu is willing to wait, or this project can afford it. , then I’ll take a good rest and then think about it carefully.”
There was a hint of surprise in Fu Xinian's dark pupils.
Fu's desperate Saburo would actually refuse such a big project.
"I'm going to have an examination." Shen Yuan got up from the hospital bed and stretched out her hands to pretend to be blind: "Dean Fu, I'm very dizzy and can't see clearly. Please help me."
Fu Xinian's gaze paused on Shen Yuan's slightly red and swollen eyes for a moment, then moved away.
"Okay, you think about it first." Fu Xinian picked up the folder, stood up and went out.
The smile on Shen Yuan's lips froze. Was he here specially for the project?
"He's gone, there's no need to look at him." Fu Song pulled up a chair, sat down with his arms folded, and continued to interrogate her: "You should tell me clearly about the eyes first."
"Actually, this is prescribed for Grandma Liu. She has been helping me take care of my sister and it's very hard. Yesterday I went to see them and she said she wanted to prescribe some medicine. Since I came to your place, I prescribed some medicine accordingly. You're not so stingy, are you? It's on his account anyway." Shen Yuan said with a relaxed look.
She dislikes complaining the most and hates being miserable.
Moreover, Fu Xinian was listening outside the door.
Shen Yuan had been by Fu Xinian's side for a long time, and the sound of his footsteps had long been burned into his ears. He only walked two steps outside the door before stopping, and kept listening to their conversation.
Sure enough, after she finished speaking, the footsteps sounded again, this time going away.
Shen Yuan lay back, holding up the long medicine bill to look at it, and whispered: "I'm here now. Let's add some more cold medicine and a few bottles of Kaiselu. Ma Yinglong wants it too."
Fu Song raised his butt, pointed at her, stood up and left.
Shen Yuan lay there until dusk, got all the medicine, picked up the big and small bags and went home.
She didn't like being in the hospital, it was hell for her. Her parents died in the hospital, and my sister has been in and out of the hospital in the past few years. The smell of various medicines is really unbearable for her.
The home was very quiet. The first thing I saw when I walked in was Fu Xinian's slippers. They were the same style as hers, but in a different color. Maybe Fu Xinian has never noticed that in addition to slippers, there are also towels, pajamas, toothbrushes, cups...
All are a pair.
Shen Yuan completely collapsed at this time. She was pretending to be tired outside. At this time, looking at the pile of his things collected in front of her, she felt terribly uncomfortable.
She knew she shouldn't have delusions. People from different circles couldn't get along, and people from different family backgrounds couldn't get along. Fu Xinian has his own path to walk, and so does she.
"Goodbye." She sniffed her red nose, put the things into the carton one by one, and carried them downstairs.
Throw them all away and start over.
It's okay, as long as she doesn't think about it, she can definitely forget him.
Who wouldn't have experienced lovelorn several times when they were young? It was only once for her, so she should become more courageous with each setback.
The elevator stopped at the nineteenth floor and refused to come down for a long time.
Shen Yuan raised her head and glanced at the red numbers on the elevator screen. She decisively put the box at the elevator entrance and went back to her room to get a broom to clean up the fallen waste paper at the door. At this time, she swept an instruction manual into the dustpan. There were a few words clearly written on the instruction manual: Intelligent sweeping robot.
He brought this thing three months ago, saying it was a product trial, but she threw it away in the utility room after only using it once.
Shen Yuan ran into the utility room, took out the dusty sweeping robot, thought about it, took a photo and posted it on the second-hand trading website, along with the product introduction:
[This is a typical minute of a useless man, flashy. Pros: It's cheap. 】
