Big guy loves me, what can you do to me

Shang Ning had been in meetings this morning, and she didn't return to the office until her lunch break. As soon as she opened the door, she was attracted by a bouquet of delicate roses.

But no one was around, where did Fu Zi'an go?

"Shang Shang! You're back." Fu Zi'an's office romance was in full swing. He just went to the clothing department to deliver the materials, and when he came back, he saw Shang Ning standing at the door as if he didn't dare to go in. He looked at her suspiciously , "Why don't you go in?"

"There are roses in the house. I'm not sure if they were sent by you. If not, it will be a disaster."

Shang Ning has a lot of admirers in the company. She and her assistant wentssip about her and her assistant for a while, but after the gossip about her and her assistant came out a while ago, this matter has disappeared, and she has become active again.

Mr. Shang is smart and will not give himself a chance to die.

"This? I gave it to you. Happy Friday." Fu Zi'an took her hand to the table, picked up the rose and handed it to her, "Are you happier today?"

The matter about the leakage of the company's internal information has just come to fruition recently. Wang Yan, the former logistics team leader who has resigned, has moved to another fashion company. The behavior of "seeing death without saving" used internal mailboxes.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with Lin Xiaojia's uncle, Lin Shixing. He doesn't usually get in touch with the Lin family. Now Lin Quan has a mess that he can't clean up. He doesn't want to have anything to do with this family.

After guessing and reasoning for a long time, it turned out that Fu Zi'an was tricked by a villain, and she was so angry that her teeth itch.

Shang Ning has not been easy these days. The small company has design drawings, and even the operation method is copied from Fancy's. Many new styles released recently are very similar to Fancy's brand clothes to some extent.The bad thing is that the definition of plagiarism in the clothing industry is very vague, and no one can make sense of it.

The legal department has already started to deal with it, but the market will not wait until the problem is solved before responding. Recently, many customers have discovered the replacement and helped their opponents to promote it online for free.

This small company is like a thorn in the lion's paw, not fatal, but disgusting.

Not to mention that Fancy's positioning itself is a high-end brand. It is impossible to lower the price and lower the price to compete with them. Apart from keeping silent, there is no better way for the time being.

Shang Ning has been annoyed enough by the company's high-level executives these days, getting angry and even a little too anxious to sleep, Fu Zi'an is unable to share her worries, but it hurts to watch.

"Thank you, I feel much better." Shang Ning smiled and picked up the rose, carefully placing it on the sofa beside her.

"Shang Shang, do you have any plans for tonight?"

Today is Friday, and Shang Ning's schedule is finally empty. Of course Fu Zi'an knows about it, but emergencies are not ruled out, so it's better to ask first.

"No, where do you want to go?"

"Go to see my sister." Zheng Anran told Fu Zi'an that her sister was not cooperating with the treatment recently, the doctors and nurses' mouths were almost worn out, and they were afraid of irritating her, so they dared not say anything serious.

Fu Zi'an's frequency of seeing her sister was once a week, and Shang Ning would accompany her. Zheng Anran said that this matter had reached the point of urgency, so she was asked to come this afternoon.

"Of course, take my car." There was juice prepared by Xiaofu on the table, and Shang Ning tasted it, with a smile on her face, "What is this, so delicious?"

"Compound fruit juice, I just learned it, isn't it good?" Fu Zi'an looked particularly proud.It was only recently that she discovered that there were all kinds of kitchen utensils at home, but they were just stored in the basement to eat ashes. Seeing that Shang Ning didn't eat much fruit, she simply squeezed it into juice for her to drink.

The effect is quite good.

"Well, it's at a level where you can open a shop." Shang Ning just sat down to read the documents, when she suddenly realized that she had already taken her lunch break, and it seemed that Fu Zi'an hadn't eaten yet.

The office romance between the two is hot and secretive. The director's office is a forbidden place for many people, but for Fu Zi'an, it is no different from going home.

She thought the seat was too hard and uncomfortable, so she changed it for a soft chair. Seeing that the table was too small to put things in, she bought a larger one online. Even the lady at the front desk was surprised at her audacity.

Xiao Fu was also worried that Shang Shang would be unhappy if he did too much, but Shang Ning said: You just need to be happy.

Zheng Anran had been waiting at the door of the ward early in the morning, and this was the second time she saw the two of them appearing together. She extended her hand and shook hands with Shang Ning in a friendly way, before turning around and leading them into the ward.

Fu Ziyao's mental state has indeed improved a lot in the past few days, but recently she has become tired again, and she is quite resistant to treatment and medicine.She, who had never hurt anyone since she was transferred to another hospital, actually bit the nurse yesterday.

"Your sister is also suffering from short-term memory decline. In fact, it is a bit similar to your problem, but not exactly the same. Her lost memory is more fragmented and relatively difficult to recover. I don't know if she remembered something. You guys You can try to ask."

"Sister, I brought Shang Shang here." Fu Zi'an tried to call her sister, but she still didn't respond at all.

"Sister Yao, I'm here." Shang Ning called her twice before Fu Ziyao finally responded.

"Is it your sister or my sister..." Fu Zi'an muttered, Shang Ning saw her unconvinced look, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and helped Xiao Fu brush her hair behind her ears.

"It's your sister, and it's my sister."

Zheng Anran was caught off guard by being stuffed with a lot of dog food, shook his head and said that these two people were really hopeless, but thinking of his shitty love history, it was even more uncomfortable.

"Ah Ning is here?" Fu Ziyao stretched out his hand to grab her, asking her to sit by the bed.Fu Zi'an was afraid that her sister's sudden attack would hurt Shang Ning, so she couldn't let go of her heart.

"Well, I'm here, Sister Yao, how are you doing?"

"That's nice. Hey, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the matter, tell me." Shang Ning noticed that Fu Zi'an's hand had been resting stiffly on her shoulder, and while speaking, she turned her head and mouthed at her, saying it's fine, don't worry.

"Big pink bear, help me find the big pink bear, it's so-so big!" Fu Ziyao made a big circle in the air, scaring Fu Zi'an into thinking that she was going to hit Shang Ning, and almost fell Shang Ning dragged the chair down.

Big pink bear?

Shang Ning looked at Fu Zi'an in confusion, Xiao Fu shook her head first, but then remembered something, said "ah", and said, "The big pink bear is our toy, but after the car accident, I packed up the house and threw it away, sister." , why do you want that?"

Fu Ziyao didn't speak, but lowered her head.One second, two seconds, and then suddenly fell backwards, eyes closed and motionless.

Both Fu Zi'an and Shang Ning were frightened, and cast a look at Zheng Anran for help.

Zheng Anran stepped forward to check her breathing, and concluded that she was going to sleep. If a mental patient does not want to talk about a topic, he will avoid it in this way.Compared to directly getting angry and smashing things, Fu Ziyao is already very obedient.

"Doctor Zheng." Shang Ning stood up and looked at her at the same level. "Please treat Sister Yao as usual. I will solve these problems."

Zheng Anran naturally nodded, and then went out with the medical records in his hands, but half a minute later, he remembered something and folded it back.

"You two haven't had dinner yet, or should we go together? I have something to talk to you two about."

Fu Zi'an originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard the latter sentence, he thought he was going to talk about his sister's illness, so he took La Shangning's hand and asked her opinion, she nodded and said yes.

"Sister, then I will come to see you tomorrow morning. You have to cooperate with the doctor to take medicine and injections. If you promise me, I will help you find the big pink bear, okay?"

Fu Ziyao was still pretending to be asleep, opened her eyes slightly, and found that they were all looking at her, and then closed them at the speed of light.

There is no place to eat near the mental hospital, and it happened that Zheng Anran was also off work, and went to the urban area together in Shang Ning's car, and found a hot pot restaurant, which matched Han Qiu very well.

"I'll make a long story short." Zheng Anran threw his hairy belly into the spicy pot, tapped his index finger on the table regularly, and kept saying, "Your sister has been having nightmares lately, and then she yelled words such as "catch the murderer." I know your sister has been in a car accident before, tried to comfort her a few times, but she said 'wrong, wrong, wrong catch'."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Anran picked up the hairy belly in the pot which was covered by air bubbles, and when he put it in his mouth, he showed a satisfied expression, "Mm - just right."

The murderer got it wrong?

Fu Zi'an told her sister about Lin Xiaojia, and told her that the murderer had been caught. At that time, her sister was probably still sane. Although her smile was a bit bitter, she was very relieved to see it. Now she said that she was caught wrong, and she couldn't figure it out.

Mental patients will have hallucinations, and memory confusion is also common. I can't guarantee that she saw something and remembered it wrongly before she said such a thing.

"But Lin Xiaojia has admitted it herself. How could it not be her?" Fu Zi'an rested her chin, looked at the small "meat mountain" piled up in her bowl, and pressed Shang Ning's chopsticks, "You eat yours." It's fine, don't worry about me."

"I don't have an appetite if you don't eat, eat more." Shang Ning stubbornly picked up some crispy meat for her again, Fu Zi'an had no choice but to cover the plate with his hand.

"I lose weight..."

"you are not fat."

Zheng Anran watched the loving interaction between the two of them, and sighed from the bottom of his heart that the relationship between the two was so good, and then——looked at his friend application that had not been approved, why!

"Ahem, Xiaofu, Mr. Shang."

"Huh?" The two people on the opposite side recovered from their tiredness, Qiqi raised their heads and stared at her.

"That... I know it might be a bit strange to ask, that is, your friend's name is Xin Yan, right? Does she have any other contact information?"

"Didn't I push it to you?"

Speaking of this, Zheng Anran's heart was full of sadness. At first she added it, but after revealing her identity, Xin Yan decisively deleted it. She didn't give her a chance to react, and scolded her a bit of shit by the way.

Fu Zi'an didn't know anything about this.

"Yes...but she deleted me, and I added it, but it still hasn't passed."

According to Shang Ning and Fu Zi'an's understanding of Xin Yan, she is really nice, with a sunny and upright personality, not to mention that she can tell right from wrong when it comes to feelings. Most importantly, she is good-looking, like a girl Quantiancai.

She would not be so indifferent to others casually. If there is a problem, it must be caused by Dr. Zheng.

"What did you do to her?"

"Love..." Zheng Anran suddenly acted like an ostrich, lowered his head and drew circles on the plate with his chopsticks, not daring to look up at the two of them.

"What are you doing?" Fu Zi'an thought he couldn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

"□□..."

Shang Ning: "..."

Fu Zi'an: "..."

The author has something to say: procreate wasted a lot of my time!I found a few new brushes to practice writing on the board today, and I couldn’t stop writing, and lost the desire to code, oh!