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Yan Wujing stood in the corridor outside the ward, holding a document in his hand. The document was rolled into a cylinder by him, and he stared angrily at Ozawa in front of him.

He angrily smashed the document on Ozawa's face, Ozawa still looked at Yan Wujing expressionlessly.

Seeing that Yan Wujing was going to tear Ozawa apart, Yun Shu immediately stepped forward and scolded: "How do you become an assistant? When Mr. An has a problem, you should be the first to stop the director from continuing to shoot. As you Mr. An's assistant, you should pay attention to Mr. An's situation as soon as possible, and if you find something wrong, you should ask to stop the filming, don't you understand this simple truth?"

Xiao Ze lowered his head, feeling very guilty about An Xiaojing's matter, so he didn't want to defend himself a word.

After Yun Shu reprimanded Ozawa, he then looked at Yan Wujing and persuaded him, "Boss Yan, this is a hospital after all. If you want to get angry, you'd better leave the hospital. Mr. An is also listening inside."

"He's awake?"

Yun Shu nodded, "Well, the doctor just said that Mr. An just fainted from pain, I think he should be awake now."

"Well, you can leave with this person."

Yan Wujing glanced at Ozawa, and said coldly: "Don't let me see this person again."

"Alright Mr. Yan."

Yan Wujing opened the door and entered the ward. An Xiaojing just woke up at this moment. When he saw Yan Wujing coming to the bedside, he unconsciously showed a reassuring smile.

"Why are you here? Aren't you in the company?"

"I heard that you were injured, so I rushed over immediately."

Yan Wujing sat beside An Xiaojing, held his hand, looked at him distressedly, and said, "Does it still hurt?"

An Xiaojing shook his head.

"I don't feel much pain now, I just can't move."

"You hurt your waist now, don't move around, or it will be difficult to recover."

"Ok, I know."

"Are you thirsty?"

When Yan Wujing didn't say anything, An Xiaojing didn't feel anything, but now that he heard it, he felt a little thirsty.

"I want to drink water, but it's not good for me to lie down now."

"I'll feed you little by little with a spoon."

An Xiaojing smiled slightly, "Okay."

When Yun Shu entered the ward, he saw Yan Wujing patiently feeding An Xiaojing with a spoon. At first, Yun Shu thought it was a hallucination in front of his eyes. He had never seen Yan Wujing showing such a gentle expression. With eyes, I have never seen Yan Wujing feed someone a drink of water so thoughtfully.

"Ahem, Mr. Yan, all the reporters outside have left. Do you plan to go back to the company or stay in the hospital?"

Yan Wujing didn't answer Yun Shu, but first asked An Xiaojing if he still felt thirsty, and if he was still thirsty, he would feed him more water.

"I'm not thirsty anymore."

"Ah."

Yan Wujing put the cup and spoon in his hand on the bedside table next to him, then stood up and looked at Yun Shu, and ordered a few words: "You go back to the company first, today's schedule will be postponed, except for emergencies."

Yun Shu glanced at An Xiaojing on the hospital bed, and suddenly realized that An Xiaojing was a special existence to Yan Wujing, and might be the second male master of the Yan Group in the future.

"Then Mr. Yan, I'll go back to the company first, and if you have anything to do, just call me."

"Ah."

After Yun Shu left, Yan Wujing returned to An Xiaojing's side again, touched the palm of An Xiaojing's hand, and said, "I see that you sweat a lot, do you want me to wipe your sweat off for you? That way you'll sleep better later."

An Xiaojing nodded, "It's indeed a bit sticky. I just lay here without washing off the foam."

"Then I'll go get some water and wipe it off for you."