Chatper 183 (1/2)

Qin Yiyue thought for a while, and said: "It's not a nightmare, but it's a bit too ridiculous. I'll get up and wash my face, you go to sleep. Don't be too sleepy tomorrow."

After Qin Yiyue finished speaking, she rubbed his head, got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

Xiao Bao hugged his small chest with a pair of short arms, with a thoughtful expression on his small face.

Judging from his mommy's subconscious reaction the moment she woke up, she had a dream about him, and it was a bad dream.

What the hell is she dreaming about?

After washing her face, Qin Yiyue became much more energetic.

She went to the balcony of the room to blow the night breeze for a while, and dreamed about the unbelievable dream just now. She didn't understand why she had such a dream.

Qin Yiyue sat for a while, swiped open her phone and looked, and found that there were no unread private messages.

She was a little puzzled. In the past, she used the director to inform her about work or surgery. As long as the director saw the news, no matter how late it was, he would reply to her.

The director is a rare middle-aged and elderly person who is strongly dependent on mobile phones and computers. Except for surgery, he would feel something wrong if he didn't look at his mobile phone for more than an hour.

It's really not easy to bear not looking at your phone for so long today.

Qin Yiyue carefully read some group messages, and only returned to her room when there was nothing to read.

Little Treasure has fallen asleep on the bed.

The delicate little face was puffed with powder, and one couldn't help but want to take a bite on his little cheek.

Qin Yiyue kissed his little face, and also lay down.

**

the next day.

Qin Yiyue arrived at the office ten minutes before going to work. As soon as she entered the office, she saw Zhou Yuqin sitting in her seat.

Qin Yiyue was suddenly embarrassed, "Mr. Zhou, good morning."

After saying hello, she sneaked to her place to put down her bag in a dingy and silent manner.

Then I went to the bathroom to wash my hands, walked to Zhou Yuqin's table, "Mr. Zhou, do you want tea or coffee, I'll make it for you."

Zhou Yuqin's eyes moved from the computer screen to Qin Yiyue's face, "Is this what your hospital asks of you?"

"Um?"

"I only entered the office ten minutes before going to work, and sometimes I would step on time to go to work. Is that what you demand of yourself? After you enter the office, how many private things do you need to do before you can focus on your work?"

Qin Yiyue was a little confused by the spray early in the morning, she was used to the way of getting along with the director.

The director spat on her, but she didn't feel any discomfort because she knew that the director was doing it for her own good, so she spat on her as much as she wanted.

As for Zhou Yuqin, she only worked with her for one day.