Chapter 59 The bed is too small?
"Yeah." Song Jinze just came out of the bathroom, Jun's face showed no emotion.
He glanced lightly at the naked little guy, "Go get dressed."
"Oh." Song Yuchen walked to the door with a small smile, turned to Ye Zhenzhen and said, "Ye Zhenzhen, my father took care of you all night yesterday."
The little guy said that for no other reason, I just hope that Ye Zhenzhen can remember his father's good, and don't want to divorce his father.
Ye Zhen Zhen: …
The plastic hubby took care of her all night?
Why does it feel so unbelievable?
Song Jinze poured a glass of water and put it on the bedside table, "Did you sleep well?"
Ye Zhen Zhen:?
This sudden question, is it caring? No, obviously not, looking at that look, it looks like an interrogation...
"good."
It's just that the bed is a bit small, and the mattress is a bit uncomfortable, and my back is panting when I sleep.
It may also be due to climbing the mountain yesterday, and the calf is also a little sore.
"Just woke up?"
Ye Zhen Zhen:?
The relationship between them seems to have not reached the point where they need to find nonsense to create a warm atmosphere, right?
"Just woke up." She replied without a trace of warmth in her tone.
Oh, got it.
Ye Zhen Zhen thought of what Xiao Chen said when she went out just now, and seemed to understand something, "You took care of me last night, thank you."
Although he has no feelings for this man, he has 'taken care' of her after all, so he should thank him politely.
Song Jinze didn't take it seriously when the woman thanked her.
He squinted slightly, observing the expression on the woman's face, but what he was thinking in his heart was whether this woman was pretending to sleep last night or really sleeping.
In the bathroom mirror just now, he found a blood-red mark on his forehead by this woman...
It seems that Ye Zhenzhen is not unusual, and she doesn't seem to be pretending, the anger in Song Jinze's heart dissipated slightly.
Perhaps, she really didn't intend to 'take care' of him like that last night.
The anger dissipated a little, but not completely. He pulled the corner of his lips lightly, and snorted coldly, "Rencai still likes to meddle in his own business."
Hey~ Is this guy talking about her food?
Ye Zhen Zhen suddenly became angry, "I eat? Why do I eat? Also, being brave is not meddling."
Song Jinze raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman with serious eyes, "I'm lying on the hospital bed, what is it if it's not food? I don't know how much I weigh? I'm afraid of pain and cry, and I use more anesthetics than normal people, and I'm brave enough to do it in case... "
Been killed by a knife, there was a slightly excited voice from the door of the ward, "Dad! Mom!"
Song Yuchen rushed into the room fully dressed, and ran to Ye Zhenzhen, "Dad, are you arguing with my mother?"
"You are not allowed to quarrel! Mom is a girl, you have to let her go." Otherwise, Ye Zhen Zhen divorces you, and I won't have a mother.
Song Jinze: …
Is he being counter-educated by his son now?
Ye Zhen Zhen's aroused anger subsided halfway, he patted the little guy's head, "Xiao Chen, we didn't quarrel."
Looking at such a cute child, Ye Zhen Zhen instantly understood what the man said just now, the plastic husband was blaming her for not taking good care of the child...
I think she also received some training in filming in her last life, not to mention how powerful she is, but simple self-defense is still no problem.
It’s just that last night was the first time she took her child in such a dark place, she was a little hesitant at that time, and the robber looked thin and ran fast...
She thought about going over and grabbing the bag and finishing the job.
Afraid of leaving a bad impression on Xiaochen, she didn't even think about fighting or anything like that, but she didn't want the other party to be like a desperado, pulling out a knife and stabbing at her straight...
As for anesthetics, even she herself didn't know that the original owner's constitution was not sensitive to anesthetics.
The first injection given by the doctor last night was completely unexpected pain, and Ye Zhenzhen was completely unaware that local anesthesia would have no effect on her at all.
The muscle memory of the pain is still fresh in her memory, it is simply beyond the tolerance of normal people...
Song Yuchen nodded, agreeing to what Ye Zhenzhen said.
Then, the little guy looked sideways at Song Jinze, and said with a serious face, "Dad, my mother is no good. You don't even know how long that bad guy's knife was yesterday..."
As he spoke, Song Yuchen opened his two small arms and gestured, "That villain's knife is as long as 40 meters~"
Song Jinze: …
Ye Zhen Zhen: "Xiaochen, isn't 40 meters a bit exaggerated?"
"It's 40 meters long!" Song Yuchen gesticulated very seriously, "Mom, you are the bravest, if it wasn't for that bad guy with a knife, you would definitely not be hurt.
Dad doesn't know the situation, so don't blame him. "
Ye Zhen Zhen: …
This little guy is quite eloquent.
The logic is correct, but this little milk dumpling probably doesn't know how long a 40-meter sword is.
Song Jinze was speechless for the whole time, only felt that Ye Zhenzhen was too stubborn.
When Secretary Zhang came into the ward, it was only 7:30 in the morning. He watched the family of three wake up, with a standard workplace smile on his face, and greeted Ye Zhenzhen: "Madam, rest well, if you need anything, Just tell me."
Ye Zhen Zhen moved her body, sat up slightly, and responded politely, "Fortunately, it's just that the bed is not very comfortable, you can ask the doctor for me later, when can I be discharged from the hospital at the soonest."
Ye Zhen Zhen thought, her arm is traumatized, so she doesn't need to stay in the hospital for a long time, most importantly, she doesn't want to stay in the hospital.
Secretary Zhang: "Good lady, I'll go out and ask."
Song Yuchen: "Uncle Zhang."
"Xiaochen, is he hungry? Uncle brought you breakfast. It's at the dining table outside. Shall we go eat?"
"good."
In a blink of an eye, Secretary Zhang saw a scratch on his CEO's forehead with sharp eyes, and he asked casually, "President, the wound on your forehead..."
Speaking of the injury, Song Jinze glanced at Ye Zhenzhen meaningfully, and walked to the restaurant outside, "It was knocked in the bathroom this morning."
If he was beaten by the woman lying on the bed, he couldn't say it.
Secretary Zhang, who has always been good at observing words and expressions, noticed that the president looked at his wife when he answered. The president's answer was trying to cover up.
This scratch is obviously scratched by a fingernail.
Thinking about what my wife said just now that the bed was uncomfortable...
They are all grown men, he can think of them.
I never expected that the CEO, who has always had a strong self-control, would be so unrestrained when he met his wife...
My wife is still injured...
Thinking about this, Secretary Zhang inadvertently took a look at his president. With such a tall figure, it is indeed true that he would be squeezed into that narrow hospital bed with his wife...
It's a little too embarrassing for the little bed and the wife.
It’s no wonder my wife said that the bed was uncomfortable to lie on…
(end of this chapter)