The CEO Is Cold During The Day, And Wants Kisses At Night!

Wen Qing retracted her hand, her honest and pitiful appearance made people laugh.

"I have an injury on my hand." Shang Yinghan reminded her.

Wen Qing couldn't feel the injury on his hand, because it had been treated well, and he didn't feel any pain, mainly because the bump on his forehead transferred all the pain to his head.

She raised her left hand.

Shang Yinghan: "The right hand."

She raised her right hand again, and seeing the bandaged little arm, she tried to move it.

Shang Yinghan asked her: "Does it hurt?"

"No." She shook her head.

Not only does it not hurt, but it doesn't feel like it.

She didn't see how the wound was, so she asked, "Is the wound on my hand deep?"

Shang Yinghan: "Deep."

"But..." She tried to wiggle her wrist slightly: "Why don't I feel it?"

Shang Yinghan: "Then why don't you take it apart now to see if the wound is deep?"

Wen Qing stretched out her hand: "Alright, come on."

This stupid and cute reaction made Shang Yinghan either laugh or say, "So, is it possible that this collision has caused my wife to be careless?"

The phrase "my wife" made her heart elated when she heard it lightly, she pouted the tip of her nose: "I'm just saying that, and I'm not really careless. To be honest, I haven't felt too much pain until now. When I got there, I passed out."

Shang Yinghan's face darkened.

The knife on Wen Qingxiao's arm was actually not deep, but it was as long as a finger, and a lot of blood flowed from the flesh wound.

"Uncle Wu, I'm fine now." Wen Qing knew that Uncle Wu was not feeling well, so he hurriedly comforted him.

"You were the one who was hurt, but you came to comfort me?" He said helplessly.

Wen Qing grinned, silly.

It can be seen that she is energetic, and her spirit is getting better and better.

Shang Ke stood on the side watching this scene quietly, seeing Wen Qing's politeness when talking to her, and casualness when talking to Uncle Wu;

If one day Wen Qing could treat him like this...

"What do you want to eat?" Shang Yinghan took out his phone and prepared to prepare a meal for her.

Wen Qing shook his head: "I'm not hungry."

"Where's the fruit?"

"I don't want to eat either."

Shang Yinghan asked, "Is there anything you want to eat?"

"Is it okay to eat Uncle Fifth?" She blatantly teased him.

Shang Yinghan had a doting smile on his lips: "Why not."

Wen Qing laughed pokingly, glanced inadvertently, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have overlooked that Shang Ke was still in the ward, so she immediately controlled her mouth.

Shang Yinghan said, "I'll ask Mrs. Lin to cook you two light dishes. How much can you eat?"

"Okay." She didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so she obediently agreed.

Shang Yinghan found Mrs. Lin's phone number and dialed it. After explaining, he put away his phone and got up to pour water for Wen Qing.

Standing up and turning around, seeing Shang Ke still standing there, Shang Yinghan said, "I won't arrange for someone to contact Wen Qing's manager, please tell me."

Shang Ke understood Uncle Wu's meaning and nodded, "Okay."

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Shang Yinghan reminded, "Know what to say?"

"Uncle Wu, don't worry, I know naturally." Shang Ke replied, then looked at Wen Qing: "You have a good rest, I'll go back first."

Wen Qing was about to nod.

Shang Ke said: "Don't nod your head, don't shake your head, just reply once, even a slight concussion needs a good rest, otherwise if there are sequelae, you will suffer."

This is not a threat.

If a concussion leaves sequelae, there are all kinds of migraines.

Shang Ke is just because it is inconvenient to say too much now, otherwise he would have to explain to Wen Qing the sequelae of concussion one by one...

Wen Qing was still very persuasive, she really didn't nod her head, and just replied: "Okay, I understand."

Shang Ke felt relieved.

For him now, seeing Wen Qing wake up, he is satisfied, at least he can sleep more soundly tonight.

After Shang Ke left, there were only Wen Qing and Shang Yinghan in the huge ward.

Shang Yinghan handed the water to Wen Qing: "Don't drink too quickly."

"I'm not a child anymore." She took the water glass and took a shallow sip.

Shang Yinghan held a faint smile on his lips: "I've always been a child."

Wen Qing's heart was sweet, and he had a lot to say, but he was afraid that continuing to mention the kidnapping tonight would make Uncle Wu feel uncomfortable, so he pursed his lips unconsciously.

When something happened to her before, what worried her most was her family.

Now that something happened to her, Uncle Wu was the first to know, and Uncle Wu was the one who worried the most.

"Uncle Wu, I know I scared you this time. In fact, I also..." She wanted to say that she was also very scared. She was afraid that the kidnapper she met this time was Shu Yi. Maybe Shu Yi had made a mistake last time. This time I came prepared.

If it was really Shu Yi, Wen Qing would not even dare to think about where he is now.

I didn't dare to imagine what kind of tragedy I would face if I couldn't escape Shu Yi's clutches.

OK……

She didn't dare to think too much.

But everything is fortunate.

"Actually, I'm not afraid at all." She said insincerely, just to make Uncle Wu not so worried about her state of mind.

Shang Yinghan waited quietly for her to finish speaking, then stretched out his arms towards her, rubbing his palms against her hair: "Fear is everyone's instinctive reaction to facing unknown fears, only those who have received intensive psychological training, Only in the face of danger can we not change our face."

This comforting words are very business-like.

But she intentionally spoiled the atmosphere: "Uncle Wu has been depressed for thirty years and only married a wife. Half his life has been so difficult. How can I have the heart to let Uncle Wu become a widower overnight? He will definitely live well."

This is true, it is true.

Shang Yinghan pinched the tip of her nose punitively: "Call me old in a different way?"

Wen Qing didn't feel any pain, but only felt the tip of her nose itch. She shrank her neck and leaned back: "I know best whether Fifth Uncle is old or not."

What she said unintentionally, but said in a meaningful tone, and after she finished speaking, a sly look flashed in her eyes.

Shang Yinghan won't fail to understand what she's saying, the rare flirtatious atmosphere, but he's more worried about her body: "Lean on tight, don't move any more."

"good."

As soon as she sat down, Shang Yinghan leaned over and pulled the corner of the quilt for her: "It's getting cold at night, don't kick the quilt."

"I didn't kick it." She said with an aggrieved expression, "And you turned on the air conditioner, so it's not cold at all."

Shang Yinghan: "Think I'm long-winded?"

"No." She immediately became honest: "Then fifth uncle will sleep with me tonight?"

"I sleep on the sofa," he said.

Wen Qing glanced at the sofa over there, and felt that it was too narrow. Uncle Wu felt wronged to sleep on it with such a tall body: "Uncle Wu, why don't you squeeze with me?"

Shang Yinghan looked at her for a long time: "Are you afraid that I will squeeze you?"

"I'll move to the side, Uncle Wu, don't worry, I won't squeeze your wound in the opposite direction." She blurted out the words on her lips without any hesitation.