Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

According to Rosie's original plan, on Friday night, she would eat a big meal prepared by Kailani at home first, then smoke a cigarette beforehand, and ride a broom in the dark to gallop over the nightclubs in Brooklyn , looking for the former boss she hadn't seen for a long time, and then asked him to report to the plastic surgeon he hadn't seen for a long time.

But there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings.

She was sitting on the hospital bed, and the trash can next to the bed was filled with leftover chicken bones. On the opposite TV was a current affairs commentator’s comments on the attack that took place in Manhattan during the daytime. The window of the ward was open. The night wind blows into the room from the window, blows the corner of the curtains, and at the same time sends in the music from the radio of the old man walking in the garden.

——Everything is completely different from what she imagined.

Her boss, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed with folded arms, is engrossed in the TV, and whenever a current commentator talks about the buildings destroyed by Iron Man fighting criminals, he will "hum" out of his nose. " out, seems quite dissatisfied.

Rosie looked out of the window for a while, watched TV for a while, and looked at him again for a while. After repeating the cycle several times, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Boss, aren't you going home today?"

Tony glanced at her sideways, and then said lightly, "This hospital is already my property, so it can be considered my home."

Rosie only felt a dull pain in her forehead: "Who would treat the hospital as their own home?"

"You see it now." After Tony finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the TV. At this time, one of the current affairs commentators had already begun to criticize superheroes in fierce terms, and said that all the disasters that happened in New York were caused by superheroes. caused.

Seeing Tony frowned, Rosie said, "Boss, you can change the channel."

"Oh, you want to watch other TV series, right?" Tony found the remote control from the bedside table and started to tune the channel. When he tuned to "Hannibal", he paused: "You definitely don't like watching this." During "Game of Thrones", he paused again: "You definitely don't like this." At this time, he transferred to "Female Beauty", he frowned, and said: "This is even worse."

Rosie watched him tune the channel blankly, growling hoarsely like a three-headed dog sealed in hell.

Those ones!She all!like!

Finally, the boss finally stopped: "You must like to watch this."

Rosie looked at the yellow SpongeBob SquarePants on TV with a sullen face and said, "Brother Octopus, I'm going to eat crab cakes with my good friend Pai Daxing."

She felt that the boss must have done it on purpose.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after watching "SpongeBob SquarePants" all night, the chairman of the Stark Group and the superhero Iron Man, Mr. Tony Stark finally stood up from his chair and patted his suit pants. Wrinkled, with one hand in his pocket and one hand hanging by his side, his figure is straight and quite chic. He looked at Rosie who was sitting drowsy in front of the hospital bed, and said, "I will give you three days of paid leave. Today you can handle work at home, so familiar with Wayne Group."

Rosie nodded listlessly.

Tony raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you watch your favorite cartoon all night, why are you still so lethargic?"

Rosie stared at him blankly.

He shrugged, raised the corners of his lips, and showed a signature smirk: "I won't disturb your rest."

Rosie simply lay down and covered her face with the quilt.

She didn't open her eyes until she heard the sound of closing the door, and then sat up abruptly. She was about to throw off the quilt and jump up from the hospital bed, but she saw Tony leaning against the wall of the entrance, with his hands folded in front of his chest, Just looking at her and smiling, she coughed twice, pretended nothing happened, pinched the orchid fingers and covered the lifted quilt back on her body, and said softly, "Boss, haven't you gone home?"

"This is my property, my home." Tony said with a smile.

Rosie gritted her teeth: "Didn't you say you won't disturb my rest?"

"So I turned off the TV." Tony waved the TV remote in his hand.

Rosie: "..."

The corners of her mouth that were raised before collapsed in an instant, and the orchid fingers pinching the corner of the quilt became tightly clutching the quilt: "Boss! Please! Leave! My! Ward!"

Tony raised one eyebrow and exhaled, put the remote control in his hand back on the TV cabinet, shook his head and said in a low voice: "Oh, it seems that Secretary Mathers doesn't want to see me, as a boss, I really It was such a failure.”

Rosie: "..."

Rosie stared closely at Tony's back, until he opened the door, walked out of the ward, and closed the door, she was still uneasy, she got off the bed slowly, barefoot, tiptoed, and took small steps , walked slowly to the door, looked around from the glass window of the door, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that the boss was not standing by the door.

She went back to the bed and put on her slippers, opened the door of the ward pretending to be in a hurry, and then ran towards the toilet on the floor. On the way, she ran into the nurse who had just given insulin to the patient in the next ward. When she was about to speak, she hurriedly said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

There was no one in the bathroom at this time. After she picked the innermost compartment, she immediately turned into a night witch state, then stood on the toilet lid, holding the broom in both hands, and opened the ventilation window with a wooden handle. When she was about to leave through the ventilation window, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the cubicle. She retracted the broom very quickly and sat on the toilet seat.

There seemed to be two people outside, and they didn't go to the toilet cubicle, but stopped at the sink, followed by the sound of rushing water. The two young women chatted while washing their hands. Listening to the content, it seemed Still a nurse in this department.

Rosie simply rested her chin on her hands, and began to listen to the two nurse sisters chatting about the gossip about the hospital, as if it was for the boss to learn about his industry, but just thinking about it, one of them had a slightly mature voice The nurse suddenly said: "I heard that the patient who is admitted to the single ward you are in charge of today is Mr. Tony Stark's secretary?"

Rosie's ears immediately perked up, and she moved towards the compartment door.

"Yes, a little girl in her twenties." Another younger voice said, with a somewhat disdainful tone, "Young is young, but she has no charm, she is not tall, her legs are not long, and her chest is still small." , far worse than Mr. Stark's former girlfriend."

Every time the young nurse made a point, the corners of Rosie's mouth dropped a little. She looked at her legs, then at her breasts, and then squeezed her breasts in the middle. When she finally saw the groove Nodding with satisfaction.

The older nurse laughed and said, "Mr. Stark needs a secretary, not a girlfriend."

"Any woman who is Mr. Stark's secretary doesn't want to be his girlfriend." The young nurse snorted.

Rosie raised her eyebrows and shook her head, little girl, you are still too young.

"But Mr. Stark's secretary is not easy." The older one said, "I heard that the little girl has been admitted to the hospital three times."

Rosie: "..."

Another young nurse was silent for more than ten seconds: "Wouldn't she die on the spot if she became Mr. Stark's girlfriend?"

Rosie thought for a while, felt that this sentence was very reasonable, and then nodded.

The two nurse sisters chatted for a while and left. Rosie waited for the footsteps to go away before she stood up and stepped on the toilet seat. She rode a broom and got out of the hospital through the narrow ventilation window. Before he could take a breath of fresh air outside, he heard the mobile phone in his satchel rang. The ringtone was still a Nokia ringtone with a sense of age.

...How did she bring out the old Nokia mobile phone that was in contact with Spider-Man.

She flew to a camphor tree in the garden, took out her mobile phone, and pressed the answer button. Immediately, Peter's youthful voice came from there: "Ro...Miss Mathers, I heard that your encounter Attacked and hospitalized, are you in the hospital now, are you safe, do you need me to protect you, if those criminals come to attack the hospital again, then you are very dangerous..."

Rosie: "..."

She coughed twice, and immediately said: "No, no need, the hospital has been bought by Mr. Stark, the security measures are very good, you..."

"But this should be the third time Miss Mathers has been hospitalized," said Peter.

Rosie clutched her chest, crying: "It's okay, I will pay attention to it in the future, you are still a student, the task at this stage is to study hard, don't keep thinking about saving New York all day long, sleep well, go to class tomorrow."

Peter paused, then whispered, "Miss Mathers, you are always so considerate of others."

Rosie froze for a moment, and was about to say something when she suddenly felt a shadow flickering in the corner of her eye. She turned her head and saw that she was facing a man holding a radio in the window of the ward of the inpatient building not far away. The old man was standing in front of the window staring at her, her eyes widened, and the old man's eyes widened too, she smiled dryly, and waved to the old man, and the old man also waved with some hesitation.

She slowly raised her right index finger, pressed it against her lips, and gave a "quiet" instruction, while the old man blinked, and the next moment, he slapped his thigh and shouted triumphantly: "Night!" The shrine maiden winked at me!"

Rosie: "..."

Rosie: "????"

On the other side of the phone next to her ear, Peter exclaimed: "Night Witch? Miss Mathers, did the Night Witch go to your place?"

Rosie: "..."

She didn't want to answer because she was more desperate now.