Chapter 352 (2/2)

”Brother...”

Ouyang Yu: ”

Back at the hospital, Sheng Yunfu is chatting with Jiang wennuan. They are talking and laughing. If you look closely, Jiang wennuan's smile is perfunctory. She is worried about her manuscript.

”Why hasn't Xiao Jin come yet?” Jiang wennuan looks at the watch on her wrist. It's already four o'clock in the afternoon. Su Jin doesn't even have a message. No wonder she's worried.

Sheng Yunfu stuffed the cut dragon fruit into wennuan's hand and said with a smile, ”what's the hurry? You don't worry about Xiaojin's work. Just put your heart in your stomach and take good care of your head.”

”Oh.” Jiang wennuan replied blankly and began to eat pitaya. From time to time, there were wisps of pain and dizziness on her forehead, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Su Jin came in with big bags and small bags of nutrition. He entered the door and said to Jiang wennuan, ”wennuan, I'm back.”

Seeing her coming, Jiang wennuan happily put down the fruit in his hand and asked anxiously, ”Xiaojin, are you back? Is my manuscript still there?”

When she mentioned the manuscript, Su Jin's smile froze. She slowly walked to Jiang wennuan and said apologetically, ”wennuan, I'm sorry, I didn't find your manuscript. Maybe I lost it.”

”Lost?” Jiang wennuan's face was obviously white. He forced a smile and asked, ”how could he lose it? I saw you on the table. ”

”I'm sorry, I also saw the school monitor. Unfortunately, the monitor broke down.” Su Jin's voice became louder and louder. She really couldn't bear to see Jiang wennuan sad.

The smile on Sheng Yunfu's face also disappeared. For Jiang wennuan, the manuscript is her life. Now that it's all lost, why isn't she sad.

But what he said at this time is pale. No one can feel the pain in Jiang wennuan's heart.

Just when everyone thought Jiang wennuan would cry, she did something extraordinary.

”Well, I'll redesign it after I lose it. I wasn't very satisfied with those manuscripts.” Although he said so, everyone could see the tears in Jiang wennuan's eyes.

Days and nights of restless creation have become empty.

Su Jin took out the food she bought and put it one by one in front of Jiang wennuan to cheer her up: ”eat first. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work, and I have another good news to tell you.”

Jiang wennuan obediently began to eat and asked Su Jin, ”what's the good news?”

Su Jin simply said about director Zhao. It probably means that he has been opened and there will be a new director. Her design draft can be delayed. The most important thing is that the largest shareholder is Fu Siming, which also means that Jiang wennuan can create according to his own style.

This news is undoubtedly good for Jiang wennuan, which slightly alleviates the pain of losing the original manuscript.

”That's great. I can recover from my injury.” Jiang wennuan pretends to be a relaxed way.

Su Jin nodded, looked at the gauze on her forehead and swore secretly in her heart that it couldn't be so.

Warm lost manuscripts, but also harmful to her injured murderer, she will find out.

The bell rang.

Everyone subconsciously looked at their mobile phone, but found that the ring tone was uploaded from Sheng Yunfu's mobile phone. She quickly picked it up: ”Hello, I'm Yunfu.”

There were intermittent voices on the phone. Sheng Yunfu listened and her face suddenly changed.

She hung her arms powerlessly and looked at the front with dull eyes. Su Jin hurriedly asked her, ”what's the matter, Yunfu?”

”Dance room, something's wrong.” Sheng Yunfu spoke with a vibrato. It can be seen that the accident was not generally serious.