Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

The ward was silent all the time, and neither of them spoke again.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

She thinks she can go now, this person is awake, just ask him to call the Huo family.

She moved her mouth, and pulled the corners of her mouth in embarrassment, "You..."

"My phone!" Huo Beicheng stretched out his left hand before she could say a word.

His right hand was injured, but there was nothing wrong with his left hand. Jiang Muyu was a little dazed looking at the hand stretched out in front of him. His fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints. They were definitely for hand control lovers. She had always thought his hands were very nice.

Jiang Muyu was stunned for a while, before handing over Huo Beicheng's cell phone.

Well, now that the phone is returned, she can retire!
Huo Beicheng glanced at her, quickly pressed a row of numbers on the phone, and turned on the speakerphone.

"I'm in the hospital!" As soon as the call was connected, Huo Beicheng spoke first.

Xu Yiming's voice came from the phone immediately, "Which hospital are you in, young master? What happened?"

"People's Hospital, car accident!"

"I see, I'll arrange it right away!" After Xu Yiming was surprised, he quickly calmed down. Being able to make a call was at least not as serious as he imagined. As an assistant, he knew what he should do.

Jiang Muyu stood aside, she felt like someone who was eavesdropping on the phone, so should she hurry out and go to the room?

She slowly moved back a few steps, ready to walk out of the ward, when suddenly she saw Huo Beicheng giving her a cool look.

Then the voice of Young Master Huo talking on the phone in the ward rang again, "Block the news!"

"Don't worry, young master, I won't let the reporter disturb your rest." Xu Yiming complied clearly.

Huo Beicheng: "There is already a reporter here!"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Why did she have the feeling that he was speaking for her?
She was planning to go back and write a report from the bottom of her heart, but in an instant she felt that someone had seen through her, and she stood there awkwardly.

At this time, Huo Beicheng also hung up the phone and looked at her with a cold face.

Being stared at by him with such a cold look, she felt that she was not in the hospital, but a prisoner being tried...

Obviously she did nothing wrong!

The call was also made by the nurse in the hospital. Why is it as if she owes him now? She still hasn't settled with him for his humiliation of her last night.

Therefore, Jiang Muyu widened his eyes, looked back at him fiercely, and said angrily: "I paid some medical expenses and hospitalization expenses in advance, and Young Master Huo also knows that I am just a small reporter, please remember to return it to me later." After all, life is not easy for young journalists."

Go racing, go on a date with a beautiful woman, and now the car accident is lying in the ward...

snort!deserve it!

Knowing that he was fine, her previous worries had already been forgotten. Thinking of the current situation of the two of them, she wished she could turn around and leave immediately.

Jiang Muyu also thought of something that she had overlooked before: Where did the woman who sat in the co-pilot last night go?
She seemed to have forgotten to ask the nurse, how many people were injured in the car accident?
Huo Beicheng was with that woman, so he should have been sent to the same hospital for this incident, but he hasn't heard anything about that woman since he came here today.

"Xiaoyi, I have raised you for 13 years!"

Huo Beicheng pulled off the collar with his hands. The material of the hospital clothes was not comfortable to wear, so he whispered a little irritably.

Listening to his words, Jiang Muyu, who was already holding the doorknob, stopped silently.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Of course she knew that she was picked up by Young Master Huo and raised for 13 years, from the age of five to the present.

Just now she just said it casually when she was angry, now that he brought this matter up, how would she answer it?

Huo Beicheng glanced at her, then looked at the water glass next to him, and opened his thin lips lightly and said a word, "Water."

water?
Jiang Muyu turned her head and looked over, seeing his gestures, opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but finally didn't say a word, just walked over obediently and poured him a glass of boiling water, scolding herself in her heart for being so worthless , so cowardly in front of Huo Beicheng, what he says is what...

The water was very hot, Huo Dashao had a cold face, picky, "Blow it to cool."

"Leave it for a while and it will cool down."

Huo Beicheng didn't say anything about her rebuttal, but just looked at her with deep and cold eyes.

Jiang Muyu: "..."

Why was she feeling inexplicably guilty when he stared at her like that?

She took a deep breath, sat back on the original chair with the water glass in her hand, and honestly blew the water in the glass.

While blowing, she told herself silently in her heart that Young Master Huo is now a patient and a disabled person, so she should take it as caring for the disabled.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt much better.

Huo Beicheng saw her holding a glass of water carefully cooling down over there, without moving her eyes away, she was still a little irritable just now, but she seemed to have gradually calmed down.

……

When Xu Yiming brought people to deal with various things in the hospital, Jiang Muyu was competing with an apple.

"Miss, is it really you? The nurse said that a little girl came to go through the hospitalization procedures, so I wondered if it was you." Xu Yiming greeted her with a smile, with a gentle and friendly attitude.

Then he saw Jiang Muyu's eyes shining as if seeing a savior, and he smiled sweetly at him, "Brother Xu, can you peel apples?"

"Peeling apples?" Xu Yiming's puzzled eyes fell on her hands.

At this time, she was peeling an apple with her hands, but unfortunately, the technique of peeling it was a bit horrible.

"Your Young Master Huo is arguing about eating apples, and he has to peel them, and he dislikes the ugly way I peel them. Why is he so troublesome..."

In fact, she even wanted to say, don't eat if you dislike ugliness!
Why are you so picky and drive fast!

This is already the second apple she has peeled. The first apple was even more horrible, and Huo Beicheng directly disliked it and threw it into the trash can.

Xu Yiming rubbed his nose and smiled helplessly, Young Master, didn't you deliberately torment Miss?

Miss, you already know what kind of knives are like, and you deliberately asked her to peel apples?

Xu Yiming coughed, and was still thinking about how to comfort Jiang Muyu, when he heard Huo Beicheng's cold voice, "This reporter, deal with it!"

Jiang Muyu: "..."

This reporter should be referring to her!

Damn, she rushed to the hospital early in the morning, and she was going through formalities and serving tea to cool down, and now she is still bitterly peeling apples for you, young master.

She's been serving you like this, yet you still have someone deal with me!

Jiang Muyu raised his eyes and stared at him, his heart was burning, Huo Dashao turned his head to look out the window with a cold face, and did not respond to her attitude at all.

Xu Yiming hurriedly changed the subject and brought up Huo Beicheng's change of ward.

Before, this ward was an ordinary two-person ward, but after the change, it was directly a deluxe single room.

Along with Xu Yiming was the exclusive doctor of the Huo family, who took over the follow-up treatment of Young Master Huo in an orderly manner as soon as he arrived.

Jiang Muyu was like a little maid all the way, holding a basket of apples and being called to Huo Beicheng's ward.