Secretary Zhu was frightened: "Secretary Shi, what's wrong with Mr. Fu?"

Bang!

Fu Chengyuan entered the office and closed the door with his backhand, and his eardrums could be shaken through with loud noises.

Secretary Zhu was so scared that he almost crawled under the table.

Shi Sangluo withdrew his gaze and said, "I'll go to the Administration."

Secretary Zhu nodded, then suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly called her: "Secretary when you wait a moment."

"What's wrong?"

"Is this a pen from Mr. Fu?"

Secretary Zhu took a pen from the table, with an ink blue shell and a golden blade.

Shi Sangluo took the pen and gently stroked the engravings on the pen cap with his fingertips.

G&F, Gu Siyao and Fu Chengyuan, this pen was given to him by Gu Siyao.

Secretary Zhu knew that it was probably true when he saw her appearance, so he put the pen in her hand: "Please take it in and give it to Mr. Fu, I dare not go."

"Okay," Shi Sangluo asked, "Is it Mr. Fu who fell into the camp tent?"

Secretary Zhu said: "It's indeed in the tent, but it's not his tent, it's yours."

Shi Sangluo suddenly looked up.

Secretary Zhu didn't care much, but just secretly called out for her: "When I was in the camp, Mr. Fu went to you to help Feng Ying do something again? As a result, he left the pen with you."

"Ah...well." Shi Sangluo responded perfunctorily: "Well, I'll send him the pen in first. This pen is very important to him."

Secretary Zhu asked, "Then what would happen if you were the Administrative Department just now? I'll help you go there."

She wanted to send the medical record form to the administrative department to reimburse the expenses.

Secretary Zhu was very active in helping her run errands: "This is simple, I'll send it to you."

Shi Sangluo looked at the blue pen in his hand, walked over and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

The tone is very bad.

Shi Sangluo pushed open the door and walked in, put the pen in front of him: "I fell in the team building camp, Secretary Zhu helped you pick it up."

Fu Chengyuan suddenly panicked and subconsciously touched the pocket on the inside of his suit - it was the closest position to the heart.

He always treasures what Gu Siyao gave him so much.

Seeing him retracting the pen back to its original place, Shi Sangluo retreated: "Mr. Fu, please call me if you have something to do."

"Um."

She just didn't give him a good look at the hospital gate. Fu Chengyuan was still angry at this moment and didn't look at him from beginning to end.

"You... your eyes are fine?"

Fu Chengyuan finally glanced at her with great compassion: "Don't you Xinxinenniannian want to leave after working for the past half month? Still care about my life or death?"

She doesn't want to care.

Can……

"The eyes are very fragile organs. If you have a foreign body sensation, or if you are red, swollen and inflamed, it is very likely to damage the cornea."

Fu Chengyuan sneered: "If I am really blind, will you stay?"

Shi Sangluo shook his head.

"That's all. Don't pretend to be a good secretary, go out."

The mulberry leaves no longer move.

Fu Chengyuan looked up: "What else do you want to say?"

"Or I'll take you to the hospital for your eyes, I'll drive."

Fu Chengyuan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I just looked at me with a cold face. In just a moment, did you realize your conscience?"

"It's my working hours now, and taking care of my boss's health is also my responsibility."

"I'm fine, you go out."

"Let's go and have a look. If you really hurt your cornea, it will be bad."

Fu Chengyuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why... why do you... suddenly care about me so much? It's really just because it's within the scope of responsibility?"

Shi Sangluo didn't know how to answer, but after thinking about it, he could only say: "Your eyes have changed your cornea once, so you should cherish it."

"Don't worry," perhaps because I felt that my tone was too bad, Fu Chengyuan's next sentence became gentle: "If you don't want to be hospitalized for rest, just sit down and rest. I have nothing to do here, Secretary Zhu can do simple things."

"Um."

"How is it feeling today? Does it still hurt?"

Shi Sangluo subconsciously stroked his lower abdomen and shook his head: "It's just a little bit."

"Where is the wound on the head?"

"A little bit too."

Fu Chengyuan put down the pen in his hand and frowned and said, "Come here, I'll take a look."

"I'm fine."

"Come here! It's working hours now, and the boss's words are useless?"

Shi Sangluo sighed, had no choice but to walk over and stand in front of him.

Fu Chengyuan also stood up, held her shoulders, and sat down in his position.

Shi Sangluo was afraid that someone would come in and see it, so he wanted to stand up with the handrail, but he suddenly exerted force and pressed her shoulder and sat back again.
Chapter completed!