Chapter 321 (1/2)

In the dead of night, because the ward area of Mo Jingshen is guarded by special personnel from Xi base, and there is no need for too many medical staff to be on duty, so Ji Nuan sneaks to the ward area where Mo Jingshen is after avoiding the nurses in his ward area.

People at Xi base will not stop her. They think it's strange that they will come here even if it's so late and warm in the season, but they just give her a polite nod and let it go.

When Ji Nuan opened the door of the ward and went in, he saw that the head of the man's bed had been shaken up again. The man was wearing the same light blue hospital clothes as her. His clean hair was a little more fluffy than usual because he often had to lie down, but it didn't damage the man's sense of Qingjun. There was a silver 12 inch Laptop on his quilt, and he knew Haicheng ink as soon as he saw it He needs to read the documents.

”Just one day after the operation, you start to work?” Season warm gently closed the door, walked to slip directly to the man's bed.

At this time, the ink depth of field has been finished. There is only a white transparent medical tape on the back of the hand, but obviously it does not affect his work efficiency.

Mo Jing takes a deep look at her. He is about to raise his hand and take Ji Nuan, who is climbing to bed, into his arms. Ji Nuan quickly presses his hand down: ”don't hold her. Don't move your arms.”

The little woman is now very careful about the little wind and the grass on his body. Mo doesn't agree with the depth of field, but smiles: ”it's not early. I'll sleep here tonight. Don't go back, eh?”

”I just ran over quietly to avoid doctors and nurses. Now I won't go back if you drive me back.” Ji Nuan said that he would cover the quilt on the two men's body, lying beside him and looking at the company parts in his computer.

He has been in Cambodia for a long time. Although there are many reliable managers and assistants in the company, there are still many things that need to be decided in the end that need to be handled by Mo Jingshen himself. From the number of unread emails, we can see that there is a real backlog of documents.

”The replies to these documents need to be typed, don't they?” Season is warm.

Mo Jingshen's hand caresses her hair, and at the same time when jinuan's words fall, he sees a place where he needs to type and reply. Just as jinuan takes back his hand and touches the computer, he suddenly sits up and takes the computer away from the quilt in front of him. Then he puts his hands on the keyboard in a regular manner, and turns his eyes to look at him carefully: ”how to reply? I'll help you. ”

Seeing that she was so active, Mo didn't brush her kindness. He motioned to her with his eyes to look at several other approved documents on the screen: ”write consent here, circle the key points that need to be paid attention to by the company's departments, and let them make their own arrangements.”

Season warm while listening, while hand speed typing and drawing focus.