I have a promise with the beauty

Seeing the reconciliation between Yang Qingshan and his classmate Fang Lingling, Murong Qiushui was very happy. According to the schedule, he took Fang Lingling to a workshop to operate the machine on site, take two photos and put them in the magazine and the factory log.

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Factory Director Wang was very nervous. Although the machines were all high-tech and could just press a button, the stubborn Murong Qiu Shui insisted on doing the work himself, which required manual labor. After all, some procedures could not be completed even with advanced machines.

"Miss, be careful." Director Wang said with a grimace to Murong Qiu Shui, and kept winking at the deputy director beside him: "What if there is an accident? How should I explain to the president?

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"No worries, it's a simple job."

Murong Qiushui looked at the machine, eager to try it. He looked at Yang Qingshan, who gave him an encouraging look. Such a high-tech machine is really simple, just read the operating instructions.

Countless cameras were flashing. Murong Qiu Shui held her breath and started the operation seriously. Everything was normal and orderly, which made Director Wang feel at ease.

Fang Lingling got permission from Murong Qiu Shui to take photos at close range. Her face was red with excitement. She smiled gratefully at Murong Qiu Shui and said thank you in a low voice. Murong Qiu Shui was suddenly distracted and she turned around to face him.

Fang Lingling responded with a smile, and with the excuse of accidentally touching the machine with her hand, blood suddenly flowed out, and people around her were frightened and screamed again and again.

"Something happened, something happened, something happened, why are you talking to the eldest lady and distracting her?" Director Wang pointed at Fang Lingling and said angrily, snatched the camera, and smashed it on the ground.

Fang Lingling was dumbfounded immediately.

"Don't make any noise, save people first."

Yang Qingshan had already hugged Murong Qiu Shui and watched with distress as her hand was almost cut off by the machine. The entire back of her hand was cut open. He quickly waved his hand and two silver needles appeared and landed on Murong Qiu Shui's acupuncture points.

Within a few seconds, Murong Qiushui's bleeding stopped, and he looked at Yang Qingshan with a pale face and clenched teeth.

"It's okay, the bleeding has stopped. Now I will take you to the hospital." Yang Qingshan said, holding Murong Qiushui in his arms and leaving the factory.

"I'll call the ambulance." Fang Lingling came up and said with a sense of guilt.

Yang Qingshan frowned and said: "You didn't mean it, right."

"Well, I just said thank you." Fang Lingling said aggrievedly.

"Pretend to call an ambulance."

"ah?"

Yang Qingshan went to the conference room. Although Fang Lingling didn't know what Yang Qingshan was going to do, she still followed the request and pretended to call an ambulance, carefully standing outside the conference room in a daze.

The reporters were unwilling to leave. They were waiting to take a photo of the ambulance saving people, which would make headlines tomorrow. The only female heir to the Murong Qiushui family had her hand cut off while operating a machine.

"Cute little nurse, please tell Dean Zhang to ask for an ambulance. Just say it's a drill." Yang Qingshan looked through the window at the reporters who were unwilling to leave, and called Wang Xiaoni with a wry smile.

"It's enough to just call Dean Zhang and say no. Why do you have to call the nurse?" Murong Qiu Shui tilted her head and asked curiously.

"Haha..." Yang Qingshan pretended to laugh stupidly.

"snort."

Murong Qiu Shui looked angrily as Yang Qingshan treated him. The back of his hand was covered with silver needles. Although it didn't hurt, the shocking silver needles shone with light, and Murong Qiu Shui's head felt a little dizzy.

"Here, this is a hematopoietic pill. I have broken it down. Taking it will replenish the lost blood. I am giving you a pill of Xumai Decoction. It just connects the meridians on the back of your hand. Haha, three days, only three days

Your little hands are now healed and you can touch them again for your brother." Yang Qingshan said with a smile.

"Hmph." Murong Qiushui took the elixir, her face became rosier, and she said with some embarrassment: "Finally, I reconciled with Fang Lingling. Now Fang Lingling's camera was broken by Director Wang, and the records inside are probably gone.

Yes, what should I do?”

Looking at Murong Qiu Shui's big eyes, Yang Qingshan said a little depressed: "I have been injured, but I am still thinking about other people. You are very philanthropic. Don't worry, Fang Lingling, will I blame her? What happened just now?"

Seeing it, she really wants to thank you."

"It's good if you can think like this." Murong Qiushui smiled reassuringly.

The ambulance came. Dean Zhang personally led the team and directed the nurses to report Murong Qiushui's nonsense on the stretcher. He rushed into the ambulance and was about to roar away when Yang Qingshan called Fang Lingling.

Got in the car and gave her a new camera.

"You borrowed this from the factory. The photos in your camera are probably gone." Yang Qingshan asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Fang Lingling said pitifully, "If it's gone, it's gone."

"But you can have exclusive photos, which are photos of Murong Qiu Shui being hospitalized, haha."

"Really?" Fang Lingling said excitedly.

"Of course it's true? Take two pictures now." Yang Qingshan said with a smirk.

Murong Qiu Shui was lying on a stretcher and was tied up again. She felt really uncomfortable and begged for mercy with a grimace.

"Haha... Boss Yang's elixir is really wonderful, but it's a pity that this elixir cannot be mass-produced in the factory." Dean Zhang said regretfully.

"It will happen in the future." Yang Qingshan said hopefully, but he knew very well that this possibility was too low. As long as it is a pill, it must have vitality. Can the factory produce vitality?

Yang Qingshan couldn't think of an answer after thinking for a long time, so he had to smile bitterly and light up a cigarette.

"Smoking is not allowed in the ambulance." A young nurse said bluntly.

"Forgot." Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly and threw away the cigarette.

When they arrived at the hospital, Yang Qingshan saw Factory Director Wang chasing after him in his car. He walked up to Yang Qingshan with a serious face and said, "Good opportunity."

"What a good opportunity?" Yang Qingshan said contemptuously.

"Let's take a step to talk." Director Wang mysteriously took Yang Qingshan to the garden of the hospital.

"What's going on?" Yang Qingshan said impatiently.

"Haha, Brother Yang smokes." Director Wang took out a cigarette and said.

"Smoking is not allowed in the hospital." Yang Qingshan refused directly.

"That's right, Brother Yang, I didn't know until now that you are the eldest lady's personal bodyguard. In the past, because the eldest lady's funds were limited, she could not afford the protection of an expert, but it seems that is not the case now. Now the eldest lady can represent the family.

Doing some facade work for the family, and having an expert like you as a bodyguard, to be honest, I guess that the eldest lady is likely to inherit the family business, and I think this injury to the eldest lady is an opportunity to increase her popularity."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Yang Qingshan said with bright eyes, just do more for Murong Qiushui, this girl is so pitiful.

"The Murong family is a famous family. They have a son and a daughter. The daughter is naturally the eldest, but none of the three sons is in business. The eldest son is a painter, specializing in painting beauties, but I have never heard that he is very carefree.

The second son is a racing driver, and his schedule is full of competitions every year. The third son is even more amazing. He is a sculptor, specializing in carving rocks and wood. These three people are known as wealthy artists. Although the eldest daughter is the youngest, she is still there.

I go to school and have no hobbies, so this ribbon-cutting is also a test for the family."

After listening to Director Wang's words, Yang Qingshan finally understood that among the Murong family's successors, only Murong Qiu Shui was considered normal. However, because she was a girl, the elders of the family had always ignored Murong Qiu Shui until the three sons had completely lost hope.

Only then did they think of Murong Qiushui, who was injured while operating the machine. This was a publicity opportunity.

"Are you on Murong Qiushui's side?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"Of course." Director Wang swore to God.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you to publicize this matter. The publicity expenses will be deducted directly from my salary."

"Ah? Not from the factory?"

"I'm afraid that someone will steal the favor and bring disgrace on Murong Qiushui's face. Do you understand?" Yang Qingshan said sternly.

"Got it."

"Then you do your work and I'll go to the ward to take a look." Yang Qingshan said.

Entering the ward, the scene of Yang Qingshan vomiting blood appeared. Fang Lingling took advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of your illness and once again broke out into the role of a despicable woman. She asked Murong Qiu Shui to wear hospital clothes and eat... bananas pitifully.

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"It helps with digestion. The first bite the poor Mao Murong family's only female heir ate after being injured." Fang Lingling was typing words in her notebook very seriously. Soon, a short paragraph of text was written to tell a story with the photos.

After I finished writing, I smiled at Murong Qiushui with great satisfaction.

"Eat bananas."

Yang Qingshan swallowed his saliva and looked at the tempting picture of Murong Qiushui with a small cherry mouth and swallowing a banana. He immediately had a physiological reaction. Some were embarrassed, some couldn't stop, and some wanted to eat people and hid in the corner, watching quietly.

However, the high-end ward was also very small. Murong Qiushui and Fang Lingling soon discovered a pair of hungry wolf-like eyes, and immediately became vigilant and looked at Yang Qingshan from the same camp.

"Haha... Temptation is not popular now, sister, don't fall for Fang Lingling's deception." Yang Qingshan said with a hidden smile.

"What should we do?" Murong Qiushui also saw Fang Lingling's purpose and smiled bitterly. Fang Lingling was indeed evil, but she was still a very nice person when she got along with her.

"Be cute." Yang Qingshan said two words arrogantly, and left the ward with a wicked smile.

Half an hour later, Yang Qingshan returned to the ward again, carrying a packaging bag in his hand.

"What?" Murong Qiushui asked curiously.

"Some necessary cute equipment, lovely Fang Lingling, let's change Murong Qiushui's clothes together." Yang Qingshan winked at Fang Lingling and said, "It is difficult for such a photo to appear on a young lady."

"Yes." Fang Lingling breathed out of her nose and nodded seriously.

"No..."

As soon as Murong Qiushui saw the cat ears and maid clothes poured out of the packaging bag, she shouted for help, but it was no use. With Yang Qingshan, an evil macho man, and Fang Lingling, an evil delicate girl, everything was at their mercy.