The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Her scalp hurt from being pulled, so he went to call all the neurosurgery and dermatology experts who were good at hair, and they checked and said there was nothing wrong.

Originally, a CT scan of the brain was needed to further confirm that she was not injured, but he didn't let her do it because of the radiation.

However, he sent her to the hospital for observation for a day.

In this way, Xiao Chuchu was admitted to the VIP room of the hospital under his usual dominance and coercion.

Sitting helplessly on the hospital bed, she thought back to the past two days, and she couldn't get rid of her injuries. Either her hand was broken, her forehead was bumped out, and she was punched in the face.

Because of this, Beichen Yuqing asked people to cook light meals, saying that it was for her to heal her wounds.

Xiao Chuchu took two mouthfuls tastelessly, then put down her chopsticks.

Beichen Yuqing put fried zucchini with chopsticks into her bowl, "How can you heal your wounds by eating such a little?"

"no appetite."

He knew that her taste was too strong, and she couldn't eat such a bland dish. He stared at her and said dotingly: "After you recover from your injury, I'll take you to eat your favorite chicken wings with peppercorns."

Xiao Chuchu glanced at him, then picked up chopsticks and took a few small mouthfuls of rice. Of course, these mouthfuls were like a cat eating, and to him it was almost like not eating.

Then, he served half a bowl of chicken soup, which was also bland, without any salty taste.

She took a deep breath.

Seeing that she really didn't want to eat, Beichen Yuqing didn't force her, and asked her subordinates to clean up the dining table on the hospital bed, and then ordered someone to bring chocolate pie.

"The chef just prepared it at home and delivered it, so I'll eat some when I'm hungry."

Xiao Chuchu didn't speak, she turned her head and fell on the hospital bed with her back to him, as if I was going to rest and don't bother her.

Beichen Yuqing frowned, staring at her ruthless back with deep eyes, her heart felt as if it had been pierced by a needle point, and if there was no wound, it was painful.

Her thin lips were pursed into a line, and displeasure gushed out of her whole body, but in the process of looking at her, especially the way her body curled up, I felt a little more tenderness in my heart.

He waved his hand to let the servant in the ward leave.

He stretched out his bony hands, took the quilt at the end of the bed, opened it and gently covered her.

After covering her, he unbuttoned it, took off the whole suit, grabbed the other corner of the quilt that she didn't cover, and slipped in.

Xiao Chuchu froze, turned her head, and asked angrily, "What are you doing?"

Beichen Yuqing leaned on the pillow and answered her leisurely, "Isn't it obvious, sleep."

"This is a hospital bed."

"Double bed."

The beds in the VIP ward are large, but compared to those at his home, they are much smaller, but they can be used if two people squeeze together.

Beichen Yuqing suddenly discovered that a small bed has its advantages. He was considering whether to replace all the four-meter-wide beds at home.

"Are you a patient?"

"It hurts here." He held up his injured hand, which was caused by smashing the convenience store glass case yesterday.

And the tone of his speech was full of grievances, and there was a hint of hugging attitude, but unfortunately Xiao Chuchu didn't hear it, and turned to him coldly, "You deserve it!"

"..." Beichen Yuqing raised her eyebrows as if she knew she would say that, "I deserve to be injured too, so I'm a patient now."

"Since you are a patient, go to another ward. This is a single room."

"Why do single rooms have double beds?"

"Who told you it's a double bed, but it's clearly a spacious single bed."

Xiao Chuchu said a little excitedly, she sat up directly.

Beichen Yuqing was still lazily leaning against the head of the bed, looking charming to all living beings, especially his passionate blue eyes, which were really fascinating.

Stretching out his slender fingers, he twirled a bunch of her hanging hair and played on his knuckles. His movements were very light, and he didn't pull her scalp at all.