My Wife Poke Me

Wen Zhu wanted to say that there are so many secretaries in the secretarial office, and anyone can be found to deliver meals and documents.

Why do you keep wanting her?

Besides, aside from what happened that night, strictly speaking, she and Xiang Jichen were not very close.

Maybe the people in the secretarial office are too busy?

Wen Zhu comforted herself in this way, and she said, "Then I will go first, Assistant Chen."

Chen Chuan: "Okay."

When Wen Zhu disappeared from his sight, Chen Chuan looked down at the text message on his phone from his CEO.

He whispered softly: "What is the president doing?"

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Just like that, Wen Zhu went to the hospital again.

When she arrived, there was no one in the ward.

Thinking that the man was out on business, Wen Zhu put the documents on the table and hesitated whether to call him.

However, at this time, the bathroom door opened.

It's Xiang Jichen.

Wen Zhu still had some design drafts to finish today. She said, "President, I have something to do in my company, so I'll leave first."

The man sat on the sofa, his deep eyes fell on her, and he said softly: "I still have your painting."

If he didn't mention Wen Zhu, he almost forgot that at the auction that day, Xiang Jichen promised to give her the painting.

But so many things happened in the past few days that Wen Zhu forgot such an important thing.

She thought about it and said, "Then when the CEO is discharged from the hospital, I can pick it up, right?"

If you happen to go there, bring some money with you.

"Now you can."

Wen Zhu was stunned for a moment by these words, but she soon realized what the man meant.

She asked: "Does the president want to be discharged from the hospital now?"

Xiang Ji Chen looked at her but said nothing.

The meaning in his eyes is self-evident.

Wen Zhu felt that since the doctor ordered him to be hospitalized, the condition would definitely not be resolved in a day or two.

So if I am discharged now, will the doctor agree?

Thinking like this, Wen Zhu asked, "Does the doctor agree?"

The man looked at her and said, "Don't worry about it. Just help me go through the discharge procedures."

Wen Zhu wanted that painting very much, but she was not in a hurry. She hesitated and said, "Isn't that good?"

"You don't want to paint anymore?"

Wen Zhu quickly shook his head, "Of course not."

how can that be possible? She has been looking for this painting for many years, and has been looking forward to it for many years. How could she not want it?

Xiang Jichen said: "Then go and help me go through the discharge procedures."

Wen Zhu suddenly felt that the man asked her to come to the hospital to deliver documents on purpose.

Assistant Chen is very concerned about Xiang Jichen's health and will not help him go through the discharge procedures.

And Fang Er is even less likely to do so.

But she was just thinking about it in her heart, after all, she had no evidence.

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Wen Zhu went to help the man go through the discharge procedures. He was discharged from the hospital, but no one came to pick him up!

One of Xiang Jichen's hands was tied with gauze, and the doctor specifically told him not to drive in the near future.

In the end, Wen Zhu, a good person, went to the end and drove the person home personally.

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By the time everything was done, it was already past five o'clock and the company had already finished get off work.

Wen Zhu was originally anxious to go to the company to draw a design draft, but now that he's off work, he can't go even if he wants to.

Now that you're here, why not just take the painting away?

She hesitated and asked, "President, the painting you are talking about——"

Sitting on the sofa, Xiang Jichen glanced at Wen Zhu and said, "I'm hungry."

Wen Zhu: "..."

She didn't see a servant in the villa from the moment she came in.

So when the man says this now, she doesn't understand.

"Then if the president doesn't mind, I can do it for you?"