Chapter 237: At most, change his medicine
Chapter 237 The most, help him change his dressing
In public and private, He Ning has the responsibility to take care of Chu Zhuohang.
"But, I won't wipe your face and body for you. At most, I'll help you change your medicine." He Ning knew that he was married and would never be too close to other men.
If it wasn't for his peculiar illness, she wouldn't have been able to run in person at night.
The nurse aunt has come back and brought a bowl of noodles: "Mr. Chu, the noodles you want are ready."
Chu Zhuohang glanced at He Ning, and raised his sinister eyebrows lightly.
The meaning could not be clearer, let her help him feed the noodles.
He Ning sat still, her meaning was obvious, at most, help him change his dressing.
No more, it is impossible.
"Then you just watch me starve to death?" Chu Zhuohang raised his eyebrows and gave her a sideways look.
Auntie the nurse was going to come and help, he said in a low voice, "From now on, please stay one meter away from me."
Auntie backed away immediately and went straight to the kitchen.
The reason why he didn't explain this rule at the beginning was that he knew that He Ning would never stay to take care of himself if he didn't faint again.
So he risked being fainted once by the nurse auntie to tell He Ning that no one else could take care of him except her.
What he injured was his right hand. Except for the abrasion where the dressing had just been changed, which was exposed, most of the rest were tightly bound.
Eat noodles with your left hand? Impossible.
He and He Ning are still deadlocked.
Until Chu Zhuohang's cell phone rang.
He pressed the speakerphone, and Gong Yunxi's voice came from the opposite side: "Director Chu, the follow-up news materials have been passed on to you, please review the arrangements as soon as possible."
He glanced at He Ning, leaned weakly on the sofa, and said in a childlike voice, "I haven't even eaten dinner yet..."
Gong Yunxi was stunned for a moment: "Do you need me to order takeout for you?"
He Ning reluctantly raised his face, Chu Zhuohang smiled and said, "No need, I will order it myself."
He hung up the phone and ate the noodles obediently.
But fortunately, he didn't have too many requirements. He Ning would eat as he fed.
After a while, he ate a bowl of noodles cleanly.
"Won't you wipe my mouth?"
This man, after so many years, has not changed. He still has the shining appearance of being surrounded by stars, and he also has the arrogance and frivolity of that time.
He Ning stood up, and he followed closely: "My doctor told me that if I fainted more than three times in a day, I should go to the funeral home to see me, not the hospital."
"Auntie, help Mr. Chu twist a hot towel. Don't touch him, his right hand is broken, but his left is not."
The nurse aunt handed over a hot towel, He Ning grabbed it, and threw it on Chu Zhuohang's face.
She turned and went out.
She couldn't help laughing when she heard Chu Zhuohang's frantic shouting from behind.
…
Because of Chu Zhuohang's checks and the competent interviews of Ye Shu and others, they accurately and quickly reported the public emergencies that occurred in Beicheng that day.
The various data of the TV station, contrary to the previous decline, began to soar.
The smooth reconstruction of the entire press department has also boosted He's other programs and businesses.
When He Ning was eating breakfast, Uncle Ninth stood beside her and reported in a low voice, "Young Mistress, I heard that there were injured people in the car accident yesterday, do you still need me to deal with it?"
(end of this chapter)