Han Feixuan couldn't help sighing softly. This woman looks very smart, but she really doesn't care about herself. Whether she is sick or injured, she just handles it carelessly and perfunctorily. I really don't understand. A woman, or a man!
Opening the medicine box, he carefully took alcohol to disinfect her wound.

In an instant, the pungent smell of alcohol hit her face, and Mu Shiyue felt nauseated, and her stomach was churning. She hadn't eaten much for a day.

But at this time, Han Feixuan personally helped her change her medicine.

His fingers were extremely beautiful, slender, white and well-defined, like a star's hand mask. With a cotton swab dipped in alcohol, he kept wiping her wounds, but his movements were a little ignorant.

The pain suddenly spread all over the body.

Mu Shiyue was really in pain, she clasped the bed sheet with both hands, her face was pale.

It was the first time for Han Feixuan to help someone change the medicine, and his movements were rough and not skilled at all.

Feeling her body move, as if trembling slightly, he immediately withdrew his hand, raised his eyes and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Shiyue turned away stubbornly, and said coldly, "It doesn't hurt!"

Her stubbornness really angered him.

Han Feixuan looked at her stubborn face, gritted his teeth, and no longer cared about her feelings, he applied the medicine quickly and forcefully with his fingers, and bandaged it quickly, without any seriousness.

Mu Shiyue held on, without any reaction, she gritted her teeth and tried her best to keep her whole body still.

After changing the medicine, Han Feixuan packed the medicine box and suddenly sneered, "Mu Shiyue, do you really feel no pain?"

She glanced at him lazily. At this moment, Mu Shiyue's complexion was not very good, and she could only forcefully say, "I am a normal and healthy person."

In other words, how could she not feel pain!She is not a monster!

He looked at her, "Then why don't you know it hurts?"

Mu Shiyue's indifferent face froze for a moment, and then she said, "It's not that I don't know the pain, it's within the tolerable range, I just don't want to make it known to everyone!"

"Oh? From this point of view, you are quite considerate of others!" He said coldly.

Then he took one last look at her, snorted coldly, stood up, turned around and walked out with the medicine box in hand.

Those hurried footsteps, needless to say, knew where they were going.

Nie Fanduo is off work, and his precious ex-girlfriend is back.

Mu Shiyue leaned on the bed, looked at the lonely laptop lying on the sofa, and looked at the sore legs that Han Feixuan had just 'tortured', forget it, wait until the pain is not too much, and then take it.

Han Feixuan went downstairs with the medicine box, returned the medicine box to Dr. Lin, and said coldly, "Remember to come here every day to change her medicine, and don't let her wound get infected."

Dr. Lin nodded again and again, "Okay, I will definitely come here every day."

The nanny sent Dr. Lin away, and Han Feixuan sat leaning on the sofa and looked at his mother, and said, "Mom, didn't I tell you not to make things difficult for her anymore? Why didn't you let him go upstairs first when Dr. Lin came?" Did she change her medicine?"

Faced with the questioning, Shen Jiaren didn't know how to explain it for a while, she looked embarrassed, and said indiscriminately, "I...I haven't seen Dr. Lin for a long time, haven't I? Let's catch up and chat, what's the matter?"

"You can talk about the old days, but you have to wait for her medicine to be changed! And..." Han Feixuan paused for a while, but did not speak, but turned to the nanny who had just sent Dr. Lin away, and said coldly, "Look A nanny went upstairs to take care of her, if there is no nanny at home, let Li Mo find some more, Mom, don't embarrass her for now!"

Thinking of Mu Shiyue dragging his injured leg, bouncing around to get things, tearing the wound, Han Feixuan couldn't help but look deeper.

Shen Jiaren didn't expect her son to take the initiative to speak for Mu Shiyue. She was naturally quite surprised, but she had no choice but to pretend to nod her head, and said in a strange way, "Okay, she is your wife, from the Han family. Young Madam, I am not as important as her as a mother!"

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? You know I don't mean that!" He explained.

Shen Jiaren nodded again. Anyway, Han Feiyu would be back soon, and she was in a rare good mood, so she didn't bother to care about what others said.

"Okay, mom knows, go upstairs and rest!" she urged.

Han Feixuan stood up, his tall figure was about to go upstairs, but suddenly thought of something, and immediately said, "I heard that Lawyer Li came this afternoon? What's the matter?"

Shen Jiaren's eyes flickered, "It's nothing, just walking around normally!"

Speaking of which, Han Feixuan stepped upstairs without thinking too much.

Seeing him go upstairs, Shen Jiaren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, wondering what happened to her son these two days?Don't you hate Mu Shiyue so much?How could he speak for her again and again?

At this juncture, if he knew that he had transferred the shares under Mu Shiyue's name, Han Feixuan's temperament would definitely not work, so he would cover it up temporarily and think about it later.

With Han Feixuan speaking for Mu Shiyue in front of Shen Jiaren, Shen Jiaren did not continue to make things difficult for her anymore. Without her mother-in-law making things difficult, and having a special nanny to take care of her, Mu Shiyue really cultivated well.

She rested at home for three days with peace of mind. The injury on her leg healed very quickly, and the wound did not need to be removed. When it was healed, it would heal naturally and slowly. Dr. Lin came here every day to change her dressing and took care of her very carefully. .

On the fourth day, Mu Shiyue couldn't stay at home anymore.

My legs have almost recovered, and I can walk freely. Although I have to be careful not to use too much force when walking, but compared with the previous two days, it is much better.

She packed up some documents and drawings, then changed her clothes and went out with her bag.

Due to a leg injury, he couldn't drive. After leaving Han's house, he took a taxi to the company.

After not coming to the design department for a few days, everyone was very enthusiastic when they saw her. Suddenly, the blood of the whole design department was high, and everyone seemed to be pumped with high morale.

Anka was even more delighted to see Mu Shiyue.

The two chatted in the office for a while, and Anka said, "By the way, Director Mu, just now Secretary Nie told you to submit the original draft of the latest design drawing for the next quarter, and Mr. Han will go through it himself."

Hearing Nie Fanduo's name again, Mu Shiyue couldn't help but sneered in her heart. Due to work, she didn't want to argue with her so much.

Fortunately, although she was recuperating at home these days, she did not delay her work at all. She has finished the latest design drawings for the next quarter, a thick stack of original drawings, and put them all in the file bag, pasted them with seals, and Mu Shiyue's autograph is difficult for others to tamper with.

This is the company's practice. The latest design manuscripts every quarter are the top priority. They are the foundation of the company's survival and the soul of the entire enterprise, especially for a large company like Han's, which pays great attention to the original manuscripts. Not to mention.

She handed the portfolio to Anka, "Okay, then send it over there!"

After a pause, he added, "I have the electronic version here, and I'll get it when the new product preparatory meeting is held."

Anka nodded, "Okay!"

When she came out with the file bag, Anka met Ren Liangyuan's assistant Cass. Cass found Anka anxiously and said, "Where are the jewelry used for this shooting? Aren't there two sets? Why is there only one set in the studio?" ah?"

Anka was taken aback, "No way! I brought the jewelry back from the store myself, obviously there are two sets!"

"Could it be lost somewhere? Let me look for it with you! It's urgent over there!" Cass said.

"Okay! I'll look for it..." Losing jewelry is a big deal, Anka, a small assistant, can't bear such a big responsibility, so she hurriedly followed Cass to look outside.

And the file bag containing the manuscript was just casually placed on the desk.

Mu Shiyue was busy working in the office, when suddenly a small employee knocked on the door and came in, "Director Mu, there will be a regular meeting in 5 minutes, which is for the launch of new products in the next quarter, and all the sales department and design department must attend."

"So urgent? Has everyone notified?" she asked.

"It was notified yesterday, but you were not there at that time," the clerk said again.

Mu Shiyue suddenly nodded, "Okay, then you and everyone go there first, and I'll go right away."

She finished the matter at hand as quickly as possible, locked the computer screen, took a few relevant documents, and left the office in a hurry.

Mu Shiyue was the last to leave the design department.

In the design department at this time, everyone went to the meeting room on the twentieth floor for a meeting, and it could be said that there was no one there.

The elevator dinged.

The door was slowly opened, and a pair of pink high heels stepped out. The coquettish woman walked around the design department, and finally walked to Anka's desk, and picked up the copy containing the latest designs for the next season. The file bag of the original picture, put it in his bag, sneered, and left quickly.

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