beautiful boss

Qin Yi's head was still relatively hard. Although he was suddenly knocked out by the solid wooden chair and lost consciousness, and the bleeding was a bit scary, but after a series of examinations, the doctor said that he only had a slight concussion and the back of his head was scratched a hole.

"Just rest for a few days, and the wound on the back of the head doesn't need suturing, but try not to touch the water recently." The doctor handed the film to Zhu Li, "You can be hospitalized or discharged, you can do whatever you want."

Zhu Li went through several films and test sheets over and over again, and was relieved only after making sure that there was really no problem.

Qin Yi was leaning on the hospital bed. He originally wanted to get off the ground and walk to find the scenery, but the sequelae of the concussion made him dizzy and nauseated, and he could only feel better when he lay down.

"Mom and Dad, I'm leaving the hospital." Qin Yi pushed away the hen soup that Qin Yangshan brought to his mouth, "I won't drink it."

Qin Yangshan took back the bowl, "If you don't drink, I can't let you go out of the hospital. Your feet are as soft as noodles. Your mother or I, who can hug you?"

"That's right, let's stay in the hospital for two days and rest for a while. Didn't the doctor say you need to rest now?" Zhu Li also disagreed.

"What about the scene? Where is he now? I want to see him."

Qin Yi thought he could see Jing Jing guarding him when he woke up, but since he woke up until now, he waited and waited and did not see Jing Jing's figure, so he asked Zhu Li and Qin Yangshan, one of them was hiding something and the other was practicing Tai Chi , Left branch right clumsy, just don't say where the scenery is.

"Mom and Dad, don't hide it from me, and I don't hide it from you either. I've dated Jing Jing, and I just want to see him now."

"Jing, he has been taken home, you should not see him now."

Qin Yangshan and Zhu Li didn't react with any excitement, Qin Yi knew that they must have known the news.

So what do they mean now, are they going to fight mandarin ducks with the Jing family?

"You are also like Uncle Jing, don't you want me to be with Jing?" Qin Yi frowned.

"We don't want to, is it useful? Do you agree?" Zhu Li was angry and funny.

"It's useless, I won't agree to break up with Jingjing, unless Jingjing asks to break up with me."

I knew it was the answer.

Qin Yangshan, who saw his son's belated rebellious period, couldn't express the thousands of emotions in his heart, but: "It's fine if you like men, but can you have a bit of backbone, what do you mean 'unless the scene breaks up with you'? If the scene is true I broke up with you, what do you do?"

Qin Yi's face was terrible, and he didn't say a word. Obviously, if Jing Jing broke up with him, he would not stalk him on the surface, but he would be very sad in his heart.

"Qin Yi, your mother and I have no control over who you like. You like the scenery, and we don't have any opinions. That is, if you like someone more ordinary, then your mother and I can help you, but you like you Uncle Jing’s lifeblood, your mother and I have nothing to do with it, we can only support you mentally, you go after it—”

"Dad?" Qin Yi's head was clouded, and he had to digest this long passage for a while, "Do you have any objections?"

"You said it, it's useless for me to have an opinion with your mother. From childhood to adulthood, most of your affairs are up to you. Your mother and I didn't care much about you when we were young. How could we possibly care about you when we grow up? .”

"But your matter is really not easy. Promise Dad, let nature take its course. If you succeed, don't make the relationship between the two families too ugly. I don't want to be friends with you Uncle Jing for half a lifetime, because you two The matter of a junior is broken."

Qin Yi excitedly said: "I know!"

The attitudes of Qin Yangshan and Zhu Li were already the biggest help for him, and it was better than being a hindrance.

Qin Yi took out his mobile phone from his clothes and started to contact Jing Jing, but none of the calls and text messages he dialed received a reply.

Jing Jing's cell phone had been confiscated a long time ago, and Chen Lan was afraid that he would be bored, so he sent someone to send a TV set to the wall facing the bed.

"Aren't you going to let me go out?" Jing Jing sat on the bed, her eyes that cried a lot in the afternoon turned into red walnuts in the evening, and the eyes became smaller.

"Your treatment has caught up with old-age care." Jing Ao, who watched people install a TV, teased: "I didn't watch many cartoons when I was young, and I dreamed of having someone install a TV in my room."

Jing Jing looked at Jing Ao with the eyes of an idiot, and Jing Ao hummed, "Is there a problem? The childhood of a genius is miserable."

"Lend me your mobile phone, I want to contact Qin Yi." Jing Jing spread his hand and held it in front of Jing Ao.

"Don't embarrass me. I'll tell you that he is already awake. He took the risk of being beaten to death by Dad. He took your mobile phone away, just because he doesn't want you to contact Qin Yi. You can't tell."

How could it not be seen.

"I've been locked up, just to make a phone call, and I can't crawl to Qin Yi's side along the phone signal. I just want to know how he is doing now."

"No." Jing Ao shook his head, "Dad will beat me."

Jing Jing sneered, "He won't, beat Qin Yi like that today, his performance in beating people this day is enough, and he doesn't have the energy to slap you again."

"So save it for tomorrow?"

"Then you call Qin Yi, and if I don't speak, just listen to his voice, okay?"

"What kind of phone should I call him? What's the relationship between us, is it necessary to call for condolences at night——"

"Brother, please." Jing Jing looked at Jing Ao eagerly, lowered his tone, and was infinitely close to acting like a baby.

Jing Ao, who was under the control of his younger brother, paused. After a long while, he resigned to his fate and took out his mobile phone, "Just this time, let's not take it as an example. The time limit is 3 minutes. If Dad finds out, you have to be together when I get beaten, understand?"

Jing Jing nodded decisively, "Okay!"

Wouldn't it be great if my younger brother could be so well-behaved every day?

Jing Ao dialed Qin Yi's phone with such unrealistic expectations, and the phone was answered quickly.

Qin Yi still had some IQ, he didn't think Jing Ao would call him at this time, why did he call him, and asked if he was dead or not?

So the first sentence that came out of Jing Ao's receiver was: "Xiao Jing, don't worry, I am fine now, the doctor said there is no major problem with my head, and I will be discharged soon. You are fine at home, I I'll find you, don't worry—"

Jing Jing's eye circles turned red immediately, but he promised Jing Ao not to make a sound, so he could only bite his lower lip pitifully.

"What Xiaojing, didn't you read the call prompt?" Jing Ao snorted coldly, "I'm Jing Ao."

"It's really you?" Qin Yi's gentle voice was indifferent for a second, "Are you okay?"

"Just call and ask how you are now? Take care." Jing Ao bit the bullet and said tender words, "Is your body all right? Will you be discharged from the hospital soon?"

"Didn't you already say it just now? How is Jingjing now? Has he been locked up by his uncle? I called him, but he never answered."

"Yeah, he was locked up by my dad, and his cell phone was taken away, and he is probably crying alone in bed now." Jing Ao told the truth, because the scenery sitting in front of him seemed to be far away. Tears are not far away.

There was no sound from the microphone.

"Hello? Hello? You won't hide in bed and cry too?"

"how is this possible."

"It's almost time. I know you're fine, so I'll hang up. I'll tell Jingjing what you said. So, do you have anything else to say?"

"Tell Xiaojing not to worry about me too much, and don't confront Uncle Jing forcefully. Just stay at home and treat it as a vacation. Let me do the rest." Qin Yi said firmly: "I won't agree to break up. "

Jing Ao hung up the phone and shook his head, "Does he still want to be beaten again? It is impossible for parents to let him in again."

"I won't break up with Qin Yi either." Jing Jing covered her face, "If my parents want to see me die alone all my life, then don't let Qin Yi in."

"Jingjing, you are too stubborn. Coming out of the closet has to be done step by step. You talk about life and death to the top at once, and it's hard for your parents to accept it all at once."

Jing Ao sighed, watched the workers install the TV, followed them out, and did not forget to lock the door of Jing's room.

The next day, Jing Jing got up under the urging of the biological clock, but the door was still locked. Obviously, Jing Zhongxun really didn't intend to let him go out, even if he had to go to work.

What I don't know is that Jing Ao's interim acting CEO's red-headed document has been posted on Jinghe's bulletin board last night. On Monday morning, the whole company knows that Mr. Deadline is on vacation.

"Mr. Jing didn't come to work, why didn't Qin Zhu come to work? What's going on?"

Go out to build a group for a few days, and the group will change when you come back?

After two years, Jing Ao, who returned to this position again, appeared in the tea room. Without an assistant, he could only make coffee for himself, "You Qin Zhu, you are in the hospital now, and you Mr. Jing are working hard now."

"Qin assistant is hospitalized? Are you sick?"

"Pardon cultivation? Mr. Jing became a monk?"

Not being a monk is better than being a monk. The scenery has nothing to do since getting up, wandered around the house three times, and the TV channel went from one button to more than 500, and finally lay back on the bed bored.

Chen Lan came up with breakfast and fruit, and unlocked the door, "Wake up? Are you hungry? Mommy brought you breakfast."

Chen Lan looked at her son trapped in the bed anxiously. She was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to face her son.

"Thank you, Mom." Jing Jing got up from the bed and took the menu card in Chen Lan's hand, "Mom, when can you give me your phone, I don't go to work today, and I have to ask for leave."

"Your dad has already arranged it for you. It doesn't matter if you don't ask for leave. You can just rest at home for a while."

"Rest?" Jing Jing nodded, "Okay, I'll take a good rest at home."

Seeing her son so obedient, Chen Lan felt relieved, "If you want to eat anything, just tell mom, and mom will get it for you."

"I want Qin Yi." Jing Jing said suddenly.

Chen Lan froze, and the smile on her face quickly faded away.

"I'm joking." Jing Jing lowered his head, "But don't promise if you can't do it. When I was young, I would take these words seriously."