Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

It seems that Jin Chen is really worried about eating out.

Facing Song Chubai's praise, Jin Chen just said lightly: "It's okay."

"That's right." Song Chubai realized now, "What are we doing here today?"

"Meeting." Jin Chen said, sat down at the desk, turned on the computer, and dialed the assistant's internal line, "Notice, the managers of all departments will have a meeting in the conference room in 10 minutes."

Song Chubai looked at him in surprise, "Are you going to the conference room for a meeting?"

It's a bit unlike him.

Jin Chen had an expression of "what are you talking about?", "Of course I'm sitting here for a meeting."

"Otherwise, what are computers and cameras used for?"

Technology is so advanced, he still needs to go to the conference room for a meeting?

To face the gaze of so many people?What if he was attacked without paying attention?

Song Chubai: ...

He actually gave birth to a feeling of "really so".

"Okay." Jin Chen raised his chin, "Sit across from me so that I can see you as soon as I look up."

Song Chubai must be within his sight.

Song Chubai didn't say much, and sat down obediently.

A few minutes later, the meeting started. Jin Chen was wearing headphones, staring at the computer screen, occasionally speaking, but most of the time, he was listening to other people in the meeting room.

Song Chubai was so bored, he simply took out his phone and went to play a small game.

While playing around, a pop-up window popped up, and Song Chubai was about to delete it when the beginning of the news caught his attention.

#西区世界杀杀人有问问#

Homicide?

Song Chubai clicked in to take a look, and found that the investigation report of a vicious knife-wielding case a few months ago had come out.

A few months ago, a middle-aged man in the western district slashed passers-by indiscriminately with a knife, seriously injuring two people and slightly injuring three others.

After investigation, it was found that the middle-aged man suffered from severe persecution delusions and schizophrenia. Some comments below said that it may have been persecution delusions at the beginning, and it may be because there was no treatment that this triggered schizophrenia, thus led to serious consequences.

There was no medical basis for these comments, they might have just typed these few lines casually, but those few short lines made Song Chubai's heart skip a beat.

Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with such a guess. This kind of persecution paranoia, always thinking that someone wants to kill oneself, the human subconscious always wants to survive, and the schizophrenia occurs when one seeks to survive.

Even later, he fantasized that the people walking on the street were people who wanted to kill him, so he acted first.

Song Chubai swallowed while watching the news.

Jin Chen...wouldn't be like this in the future?

He looked up at Jin Chen.

At this time, Jin Chen was still listening to the report, with a serious and serious expression on his face, with a serious and forceful manner.

Song Chubai's body couldn't help shaking when he thought that such a Jin Chen might kill people in the street in the future.

Jin Chen seemed to have noticed something, looked up at Song Chubai, saw that his face was a little pale, and frowned slightly.

He sank his eyes and said, "Pause."

Everyone in the meeting room looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

The camera on Jin Chen's side was not turned on, so they couldn't see the expression on their CEO's face, so they could only wonder nervously if someone said something wrong just now.

Just when everyone was uneasy, the president's gentle voice came out from the speakers.

"Why are you so pale?"

Everyone in the conference room:? ?

Who is the president talking about?

Everyone watched and guessed.

"Is it cold?" Jin Chen's voice sounded again, "Turn off the air conditioner."

air conditioner?Is there someone in the president's office?

At this moment, everyone's gossip ignited.

"It's not cold." Another voice came from the speaker, "Have you finished the meeting?"

"Not yet." Jin Chen said in a deep voice, looking down at the computer screen, the expressions of everyone in the conference room looked a little silly.

He clicked his tongue lightly, and tapped his fingers on the table, making a crisp sound.

"The meeting continues." He said in a deep voice, "speed up."

Everyone: Wow...something happened!

Under Jin Chen's urging, the meeting ended soon.

After the meeting, Jin Chen looked at Song Chubai again, and said, "It was fine just now, why is your face so pale now?"

Song Chubai gripped the phone tightly and shook his head.

He couldn't say that he was worried that he would stab people with a knife in the future, could he?

"Uncomfortable?" Jin Chen frowned even tighter, "Just say if you are uncomfortable, understand?"

Although he was a doctor, he was not at the point where he could diagnose a disease just by looking at his face.

"No discomfort." Song Chubai quickly waved his hands, "I just saw the news and was shocked."

"Huh?" Jin Chen raised his eyebrows, "What news? It can scare you."

Song Chubai organized his words, and then said: "Just a few months ago, a middle-aged man wounded someone with a knife."

"It was kind of scary, that's why I was scared."

He didn't point out that the middle-aged man had persecution paranoia.

Jin Chen said "Oh" with a calm expression, as if he was not interested in these things.

"So timid."

As if thinking of something, a smile flashed across his eyes.

He had neglected that, with Song Chubai's cowardice, besides poisoning him, it was impossible for him to harm him in other ways.

Sure enough, it was safe to let Song Chubai by his side.

Jin Chen was satisfied.

He nodded, as if he remembered something, and said again: "No wonder you didn't work in the hospital before."

"Obviously he has such good suturing skills, but he is unwilling to perform surgery because of timidity and fear."

"Tsk, if I hadn't forced you last time, would you have never revealed that you know how to suture?"

Song Chubai obviously did not expect that Jin Chen would connect these things together and form his own logic.

He didn't think about explaining it to him before, so he kept avoiding this kind of thing. Now, Jin Chen justified himself, and he didn't need to explain anymore.

So he nodded obediently, with a soft voice that he thought he was timid, "That's right."

Jin Chen narrowed his eyes and moved his throat. For a moment, the color of his eyes seemed to darken.

Time flies, and it is night in a blink of an eye.

Since Song Chubai Ying came down during the day, the two of them didn't discuss this matter any more.

Until the night fell, after Jin Chen came out of the company, he pulled Song Chubai's wrist, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he looked at him with his thin lips slightly parted.

"How about helping you practice your courage?"

Song Chubai:? ?

He had a bad feeling.

He took a step back subconsciously, but Jin Chen held him tighter.

Jin Chen's voice was lowered, tinged with a trace of bewitchment, he leaned into Song Chubai's ear, and said hoarsely: "Trust me, you will like it."