I, who was afraid of society, was forced to marry a national goddess

After Xie Jingshu replied to the message, she immediately opened the camera on her phone to see how her skin was now.

It seemed that there was no change from before.

What about clothes?

I have been a little busy recently, and I haven't bought clothes for this summer yet.

I will go shopping after get off work today and buy two new sets of clothes.

While thinking, Xie Jingshu went back and forth to the hospital and walked towards the cafeteria.

She suddenly wanted to eat now, and she didn't need to eat dessert to replenish dopamine. She was in a good mood now.

At this time.

Li Shuo had finished the lunch sent by the Emperor Hotel in the company office.

He just told Bai Qinning that he would not go home for lunch, and the girl asked the hotel to send food directly.

He couldn't eat it alone, and he also shared a lot with his colleagues in the company, but he couldn't avoid his colleagues' gossip and inquiries about his wife's work and identity.

After all, people who can ask the Emperor Hotel to deliver food are either rich or noble.

Ordinary working people can never do it.

However, because Li Shuo rarely chats with employees in the company, everyone only dares to ask about him in private and never dares to gossip about him in person.

He is also relatively quiet.

After lunch, he turned on the computer in the office and started writing songs.

A new song for Li Ying.

As soon as he arrived at the company this morning, Li Ying called him in a hurry and asked him to write another new song for her, otherwise she would not be able to beat the foreigners in the next issue.

Li Shuo originally had the idea of ​​continuing to write songs for her, but this time he would not do it for free and would charge more.

Li Ying was also straightforward. Li Shuo offered a price of 3,000 per word, and she immediately agreed.

Of course, in addition to Li Ying, Du Jiapeng also called him this morning to ask if he had any suitable singers to recommend.

After Li Shuo learned about the better singers in the world, he recommended Tan Jing to Du Jiapeng.

A singer who is not very famous but very explosive.

Du Jiapeng didn't agree at first, but under Li Shuo's insistence, he asked his people to contact Tan Jing's studio as soon as possible. They just called to say that they had reached an agreement.

Originally, the other party was about to fade out of the music scene and had little intention. She agreed only after knowing that Ning would write a song for her if she participated in the program.

So Li Shuo had two tasks today.

First, write a song "Conquer" for Li Ying

Then write a song "Jiuer" for Tan Jing that is very suitable for singers to compete on stage

...

In the next few days, everyone was busy with their own things.

The singer's popularity was very high, and Du Jiapeng, who has always been confident, relied more on Li Shuo's opinions.

After all, a large part of the credit for the singer's achievements now lies with Li Shuo.

He suggested that he invite foreign singers, took the initiative to write a song for Teacher Li Ying so that she would not lose too badly, etc.

Li Shuo's concern for this program even gave Du Jiapeng an illusion that he shouldn't have.

If he was a woman, he might have suspected that Li Shuo helped him because he liked him.

After all, the singer's ratings are booming, but Li Shuo can't gain anything from it.

Although he introduced the TV station's sponsors Shanhe Machinery and Honor King, they are not Li Shuo's companies.

Of course, Du Jiapeng didn't ask.

He never thought about it.

He just thought that Li Shuo might be a very enthusiastic person.

Because he is a friend, he helped to get sponsorship.

Because he has a relationship with the person in charge of the sponsor, in order to ensure that the sponsor is not let down, he is more concerned about the program.

Du Jiapeng thinks that if he were a woman.

He might really fall in love with this talented, handsome and enthusiastic man uncontrollably.

Li Shuo: "... Please don't overthink it."

Today.

It's Wednesday.

Mr. Chen is still in the hospital.

Li Shuo has been busy these days, and only calls the hospital once a day to ask about the old man's condition.

Although he got along well with the old man, he was not his real grandfather after all, so it was impossible for him to care about him as much as he did about his own grandfather.

It was good enough to call the old man and the nurses' desk every day to greet and ask about him.

Xie Jingshu only worked half a day today.

After lunch at noon, before leaving the hospital, she stopped by the inpatient department to visit the patient that Li Shuo had specifically asked her to help take care of.

Although she had greeted her colleagues that day, she was busy these days and had not come to the ward.

From what Li Shuo's child said, it seemed like a lonely old man who came to Hong Kong for tourism.

I don't know if she was so miserable when she was old because she didn't get married like her when she was young.

She came to the mainland to travel alone, and when she was sick, she went to the hospital alone, without even a guardian contact.

Of course, this was also under the conditionIn poverty.

If it were her condition, even if she didn't get married, she could just spend a little more money to hire a personal nanny when she was old and couldn't move.

And she had several nephews and nieces, none of whom were easy to mess with, and the nanny didn't dare to bully or abuse her.

Thinking this way, Xie Jingshu came to Mr. Chen's ward.

Maybe the time she came was not very coincidental, and the old man was not in the ward at this time.

Xie Jingshu walked to the bedside and his eyes stayed on the patient's name card at the head of the bed.

"Chen Luojun..."

This name sounded familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it for a while.

It might also be a duplicate name.

As a doctor, she often saw some repeated patient names.

She stayed in the ward for a short while, then turned around and prepared to go out to the nurse station to ask the patient where to go.

Before she walked out of the ward, she saw an old man in a hospital gown appear at the door of the ward and was about to step in.

The other person had silver hair and a body as straight as a pine tree. He was tall and well-proportioned. Although the years had made his back slightly bent, the tenacity and temperament that came from his bones could not be ignored.

Although his face was a little vicissitudes, his bright eyes revealed his sharpness.

Xie Jingshu's heart skipped a beat.

The feeling this old man gave her was no less than that of the business and political bigwigs who followed her sister to those banquets.

At this time, looking at the other person's iconic white hair and the name that she felt familiar with just now, Xie Jingshu quickly had an answer that made her feel outrageous.

This... this patient in front of him, wouldn't it be... the richest man in Hong Kong, Chen Luojun? !

At this time, Chen Luojun had already looked at Xie Jingshu quietly. Although he was not wearing a white coat, he roughly judged that this might be a medical staff in the hospital.

Li Shuo had said before that his relative was in the hospital. He guessed correctly that this might be Li Shuo's relative.

With a rough answer in mind, Chen Luojun lowered his guard and took the initiative to walk into the ward, greeting the other party humbly and gently.

"Hello, ma'am."

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