Song Xiang slept in the infirmary for a long time. When she woke up, Duan Ge was playing games nearby. She opened her mouth to speak, but found that her voice was stuck in her throat.
Duan Ge glanced at her and twitched the corners of his lips, "Are you awake?"
Song Xiang nodded, swallowed hard, and frowned in pain, "Thank you."
Duan Ge snorted, not liking her pretentiousness, so he got up and asked the doctor to come in and take a look.
"It's okay. You can eat. Eat something mild."
Song Xiang didn't have a chance to speak, so Duan Ge acted as her mouthpiece throughout the whole process, sending her a doctor and ordering some food.
Song Xiang was not in good health and did not want to have trouble with him at this time, so he ate in silence.
Duan Ge had been watching from the side and was kind enough not to mention yesterday's unpleasantness.
He didn't mention it, but Song Xiang didn't want to act stupid.
"Master Duan, thank you for helping me."
"What's the point of thanking you?" Duan Ge raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
Song Xiang was speechless, thought for a while and said: "It's useless. I have nothing to repay you now, it's just a blank check."
She raised her head and looked directly at Duan Ge, "But please believe me, I will repay this favor in the future."
Duan Ge just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect her to be so serious, which made him a little bored.
Seeing that he didn't pay any attention to her, Song Xiang wisely closed her mouth.
"I'm going to play here for two more days, what are your plans?" Duan Ge glanced at her.
Song Xiang threw away the cotton swab holding the needle and told the truth, "I have to go back to the company. It's not good to be outside all the time. It's time for my boss to tell me something."
Duan Ge clicked his tongue and waved his hand, "Go back quickly, I'm very annoyed."
He took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll call a taxi for you."
Song Xiang shut her mouth and let the young master make arrangements. After he was sure, she said, "I'm sorry to trouble you this time. I'll treat you to dinner when I have time."
Duan Ge raised his eyebrows and his mood improved, "You invite me?"
Song Xiang smiled, her pale lips moving slightly, "I'm not as poor as you think, I can still afford a meal."
"I'll order whatever you want?" Duan Ge played with his phone with a playful look on his face.
Song Xiang nodded, "Whatever you want."
"Sure!" Duan Ge snapped his fingers, put one hand in his pocket and stood up, "I'll take you back personally."
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, "No, I can just go back by myself."
"You're going to treat me to a meal, how unethical would it be for me to let you, a patient, go home on your own?" Duan Ge retorted, reaching out to help her.
Song Xiang had no choice but to avoid direct contact with him and quickly left the infirmary.
When Duan Ge went to drive, she was waiting at the door of the infirmary.
It was noon, the sun was a bit dazzling, and my head felt dizzy.
The black Maybach came out of the underground garage, its wheels turning slowly, and stopped just in front of her. The driver quickly exchanged magnetic cards with the security guard.
The front seat window was rolled down, revealing a warm face.
"Sister Xiang, do you want to leave too?"
Song Xiang ignored her and looked straight into the car. Standing in her direction, she could only see the man's knees and hands, and she could vaguely tell that he was leaning on the seat.
She was distracted when Duan Ge drove out, opened the hood and called her loudly.
Song Xiang withdrew his gaze and walked around the car in front of him towards Duan Ge's car behind him.
The moment they passed each other, the Maybach's rear seat window suddenly slowly rolled down.
The car was completely dark, and Yan Han was also wearing a black suit. His face was still pale, but his posture was dignified. The moment he turned his face sideways, he met Song Xiang's eyes.
Song Xiang looked into those dark eyes and could vaguely feel the ridicule in his eyes.
What he said last night came to mind. Thinking that he was walking towards Duan Ge, he instantly understood what he meant by his ridicule.
She straightened her back, her expression unaffected, and got directly into Duan Ge's co-pilot.
"Why is it so slow in front?" Duan Ge was impatient and slapped the steering wheel twice, making a loud whistle.
Song Xiang was worried about a dispute and whispered to Duan Ge, "Wait a while. I happen to be dizzy. I can take some time off."
Duan Ge glanced at her, calmed down a little, and got her a bottle of water from the car door.
"Drink some."
Song Xiang took the water, unscrewed the bottle cap, put it to her lips and moistened it.
As soon as she capped the bottle, the car in front of her moved.
Duan Ge cursed a few words, quickly moved the car, swiped the magnetic card and left the racecourse.
The whole journey was silent, and it was already noon when we arrived at the company.
Song Xiang thanked him again and again, but Duan Ge didn't answer and only asked when he could invite him.
Helpless, Song Xiang had no choice but to agree and take the initiative to find him within a week.
Duan Ge was finally satisfied and drove away in his car.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked into the company, holding her stomach. As soon as she entered the door, she met two female colleagues seeing off the guests. One of them held the male guest's arm affectionately, and the whole body was close to her.
"Song Xiang is back?"
Wang Yong came out of the office with a greasy smile on his face. He looked around Song Xiang and asked, "Did you gain anything?"
Song Xiang carried the bag with both hands and shrugged a little regretfully, "This month may be at its peak. I'm lucky to be able to sell three cars."
She thought Wang Yong was going to hurt her with a few words, but she didn't expect him to laugh loudly, come forward and put his arm around her shoulders, and kept saying false encouragement.