After reading the book, I just want salted fish

On October 10th, the day after Cha Xiayun woke up.

In the ward, the news anchor's voice was a little hypnotic, "...Recently, Che Xiayun, the actual leader of the Che Group, was suspected of being attacked by gangsters. He was seriously injured and admitted to the hospital. The details are unknown..."

Uh, why do I still have such childish and old photos of myself?

Che Xiayun felt like she was scratching her toes after reading this report. Although her biggest wish was to have herself and her research results on TV, when she actually saw herself on the screen, she only felt embarrassed.

The news reports on the TV were still going on, but Ma Qingyu's expression suddenly changed.

The cell phone rang almost in the next second. She glanced at the call interface, immediately picked up the phone and walked out quickly, "I know, you listen to me first, the public relations immediately prepared to announce, and the whole network intercepted the paragraph just now. The news, especially the part with Xia Yun’s photo, should at least be mosaiced, ask the legal affairs to send a lawyer’s letter, and dare to do this after signing a confidentiality contract..."

When Che Xiayun heard part of her phone call, she realized that her thinking was too simple. It is not easy to be a child of a rich family, especially when her family's money has already become famous all over the country, she has naturally become a child. Traffic password, the TV media always wants to take you down, and they can't wait to put the shortest bullet in your face.

What's more, my parents had died unexpectedly, and if I was exposed to be seriously injured, then the group's stock would definitely plummet, and a series of chain financial problems would follow.

A few minutes later, when Ma Qingyu came back from making a phone call outside, Che Xiayun pinched the remote control to switch channels, and glanced at her, "Go to the company, just ask Shi Xiaoya to come over and chat with me."

Ma Qingyu looked at her gauze-wrapped palm, bit her lower lip, "She's already on her way here, be careful, there should be many people squatting outside you recently."

"Yeah." Che Xiayun slightly nodded, "Be careful too."

The two talked for only a few seconds, and Ma Qingyu's cell phone rang again. She hung up the phone, turned off the cell phone, looked at Che Xiayun, glanced at Alpha's heroic face, and urged, "Remember to take your medicine on time."

Che Xiayun rolled her eyes, subconsciously squeezed the gauze in her palm, "Got it."

Then he whispered, "I'm not a child."

Hearing her thoughts, Ma Qingyu relaxed his tense expression a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Well, you are not a child, you are a big child."

Che Xiayun puffed her cheeks, frowned, and said in disgust, "Shut up! You can go, the company will go bankrupt in a while."

Ma Qingyu responded, took two steps towards the door, held the doorknob and looked back, "With me here, the company won't go bankrupt, you take care of yourself."

After she finished speaking, she left. Che Xiayun had no time to reply, and sighed after hearing the sound of closing the door.

Ma Mingzhe, did you do it?Take advantage of the fire to rob and play a good game of chess.

But you miscalculated one step...

Ever since verifying the authenticity of the dream before, Che Xiayun knew that he usually does not dream when he sleeps. If he does dream, then the dream is likely to be real. It may be something that happened in parallel time and space, or it may be a hint of the future.

And last night's dream hinted at too much information for her.

By my side, who else is worthy of my trust?Che Xiayun already had the answer in his heart.

The footsteps outside the house gradually became noisy, Che Xiayun raised his hand and rubbed his temples, we just want to have a good time, why is it so difficult?

"Boom—boom—boom—", a slow and crisp knock on the door sounded.

Che Xiayun put down the remote control, turned his head slightly to look at the door, "Please come in."

Shi Xiaoya pushed open the door and walked in lightly. She was still wearing her uniform and carrying her schoolbag, obviously she was called back from school temporarily.

Che Xiayun glanced at her, picked up the glass on the bedside table, "Pour me a glass of water."

"En." Shi Xiaoya responded softly, took the glass, "Do you want it hot or cold?"

Che Xiayun shifted his gaze back to the TV, subconsciously said, "Thank you, warm."

Hearing her say "thank you", Shi Xiaoya instinctively replied, "You're welcome."

But she quickly realized that something was wrong, and she was so frightened that the hand holding the glass trembled - it seemed that Che Xiayun had never said "thank you" to her, and this was the first time.

Shi Xiaoya was a little flustered in her heart. After receiving the water, she brought it back immediately, with her head slightly lowered, not daring to look at Che Xiayun, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Che Xiayun took the water, took a sip, swallowed it slowly, touched the back of her ear, "I don't need it for now, but you have to change my medicine later."

Holding the strap of her schoolbag, Shi Xiaoya took two small steps to the side, her eyes scanned the whole circle of the ward, "Yeah."

Che Xiayun put down the water glass, pointed to the sofa, "You can do your homework over there."

"Ok."

Shi Xiaoya nodded, and walked towards the sofa. Her long black ponytail was swaying in the air. It was quite cute, but it seemed a little bit off.

Che Xiayun stared at her back, subconsciously compared with Ma Qingyu, and felt outrageous after the comparison, and didn't know what he was thinking for a while, it was weird.

The whole morning passed quickly, and Che Xiayun felt that watching TV alone was too boring, while Shi Xiaoya was serious about her homework, and chatting with her was also very restrained, so she called the general to come over in the afternoon.

When the general came, he didn't forget to buy a bunch of flowers and some fruits, "How is your injury?"

Che Xiayun touched the gauze around his neck, "It's okay, didn't Ma Qingyu tell you?"

The general shook his head, "No, she told me about how you got hurt."

Speaking of which, she found a chair and sat by the bed, winked and continued, "My good fellow, you are still a hero to save the beauty, you are promising, but I am touched."

Che Xiayun laughed and scolded, "Fuck you, what kind of hero saves the beauty, can I feel at ease if I just sit back and watch? You will choose the same way."

The general nodded, "It makes sense. So where are you hurt? Does it hurt?"

Che Xiayun glanced at Shi Xiaoya, who was arranging flowers beside her, and raised her hands to signal, "Of course it hurts, but there are some minor injuries on my hands."

Then I touched the left jaw, "There is a slightly deeper scratch here, I have stitches, I don't know if it will leave a scar, I have the kind of constitution that is particularly prone to scars, how did the scars a few years ago not be treated well?" , and it hasn’t gone away yet.”

The general glanced at her, "It's a trivial matter. I'll go back to my uncle and get some special scar-removing ointment for you. It's very useful. I accidentally broke my hand last time. It's the medicine I used. Now there are basically no scars. .”

Che Xiayun joked, "Well, you can bring me some later, I will be disfigured if there are scars."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you next time."

The general glanced at her hand, blinked, and hinted, "Aren't you worried about the scars on your hands?"

"Hands?" Che Xiayun raised his hand and looked at it. He was about to say it's okay, but suddenly remembered the difference between the female alphas in this world, and immediately changed his words, "Of course the hand is also important, but the wound on the hand is not deep, so it shouldn't matter. It will leave a scar."

The general straightened his expression, "Remember to rub the medicine on your hands well, don't take it lightly, it won't be good if there are scars, right?"

Seeing her serious look, Che Xiayun had no choice but to nod, "Yes, don't I know it myself?"

The general smiled, "It's good to know. There is no other injury, right? I saw someone spread rumors that you were seriously injured this morning, and it gave me a big shock."

The smile on Che Xiayun's face faded a bit, she lowered her eyes, and didn't answer. Although she didn't mind this, the general must have reacted greatly when he found out.

When the general saw that she didn't answer, his heart skipped a beat. Hey, he must have been seriously injured, right?But it can't be seen on the surface.

Shi Xiaoya opened her mouth and couldn't say anything, so she just stood by silently. When she was giving Che Xiayun medicine at noon, she saw the wound on her body. The wound was indeed very important, and she didn't know if it would affect her physiology. Function, she didn't dare to ask.

Che Xiayun was silent for a while to prepare the general, and then he said the truth in a very calm tone, "It also hurt the gland, a penetrating wound."

After hearing her words, the general stayed still for a while, stared at her for a while, and couldn't believe it, "Are you sure?"

Che Xiayun took two deep breaths, "OK."

Holding the last sliver of fantasy, the general asked cautiously, "Is it all right, it should still be recoverable, right?"

"Maybe it can be recovered," Che Xiayun breathed out, "but the chance is very low, less than one in ten thousand."

The general folded his hands in front of his body, lowered his head and squeezed his knuckles, thinking about his words, he couldn't find the right words for a while, and he didn't dare to joke like usual, he didn't know how to reply her.

Che Xiayun had a panoramic view of her little movements and expressions, "I'm fine. Since my parents passed away, I've tolerated it a lot, so I won't be unable to bear this little blow. You can say anything with confidence."

The general looked up at her, and met her clear and bright eyes like a deer. The pupils full of vitality in the past are still shining now, without the slightest sign of decadence and self-abandonment.

This reassured the general, "It's definitely the best if you can see it, but if you have any unpleasant things in life, you can tell me, don't hold it alone."

Che Xiayun looked out of the window, "Well, maybe there is a truth to the saying 'It's a blessing in disguise'."

"Of course, if there is a loss, there must be a gain."

The general forced a smile, and comforted, "We are still young, we have just differentiated not long ago, and our body has grown, so the chances of recovery must be much higher."

Che Xiayun also smiled, "I hope so, but it doesn't matter if you can't recover, beta is also pretty good."

The general quickly refuted her, "What nonsense are you talking about? Receive treatment well, maybe we will take the opportunity to split it up again, and directly give it a 3S level, right?"

Che Xiayun restrained her smile, "Well, of course this is the best."

But the probability of secondary differentiation is lower than the probability of recovery of my own glands, I don't know.

This afternoon, the general was still chatting with her about the old topics, but many of the words were put back on his lips. Che Xiayun could clearly feel that the general was carefully taking care of his fragile emotions, and he also tried to talk about some jokes. To make myself happy, but chatting like this runs counter to Cha Xiayun's original intention.

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