Quick Transmigration: Dismantle the pair of official CPs

Chapter 303 He Is A Cute Boy

Wen Changhe stayed in the ward for a day and a night. Early the next morning, he woke up on another hospital bed, and there was no trace of the boy in the room.

Unknowingly, the curtains were pulled open, and warm sunlight streamed in through the open windows.

Wen Changhe was shocked, he came to the window and closed the curtains, and whispered the boy's name in the room, "Tangtang, Tangtang, are you there..."

He yelled several times, except for the boy who was sleeping on the hospital bed, the boy who would laugh and cry with him yesterday still did not appear, as if everything he saw yesterday was a dream.

Wen Changhe came to the hospital bed and held the boy's hand, "Tangtang, can you come out, I want to see you..."

In fact, Baitang did not leave, but the time limit for the appearance spray has expired. Spraying the appearance spray continuously in a short period of time will cause too much mental damage. Qiu'er and Xiao A forbid Baitang to do this. Wen Changhe can't see Baitang. Tang, but he has been in the ward.

Just as Wen Changhe was holding the young man's hand in a daze, a breeze blew across his face, and a line of words slowly appeared beside the disposable water cup on the table, as if someone was writing on the table with their fingers dipped in water.

'I am here. '

Wen Changhe noticed this line of words, and a slight smile appeared on his mouth.

Immediately, another line appeared on the desktop, 'I can't appear now, but I will always be by your side. '

The man's smile froze on his face, could he never see the boy again.

Then he thought of a possibility, would it hurt the boy a lot if he showed up?

At this moment, Wen Changhe's cell phone rang, and it was a call from his secretary, "President, at ten o'clock this morning, you made an appointment with Mr. Hua. Where are you now? Mr. Hua has already arrived at the company."

If it wasn't for the secretary's reminder, Wen Changhe would have forgotten that he is a busy president.

"Let the vice president go to the reception. I have something to do, so I won't be returning to the company this week." Wen Changhe said.

"However, you still have a meeting tomorrow about the international competition half a year later..."

"Push it to next Monday, everything will be sorted out, and we will have a meeting next Monday to talk about it together." After Wen Changhe hung up the phone, he turned his attention back to the desktop, and the boy did not write any new sentences.

He sat there, not knowing what to think.

The doctor came to round the ward to examine the boy's physical condition, and brought two plainly dressed middle-aged people with him.

"Doctor, how is my son, when will he wake up?"

The two elders of the Bai family have been working in the fields all year round, and their appearance is much older than their actual age. The two have sadness on their faces. The only son is lying dead, so why not let them despair.

"Last month, Tangtang came home alive and kicking, why now..."

"God doesn't open your eyes..."

Father Bai was a dull middle-aged man. After he asked the doctor about the medical expenses, he fell silent.

Mother Bai cried so desolately that even the doctor couldn't bear to watch her.

"Let's go back and ask relatives to borrow money. We can raise as much as we can." Bai's father dragged the crying mother, but it was useless to make trouble in the hospital. The driver who caused the accident ran away again. The most important thing now is his son's medical expenses .

Baitang's car accident made the already difficult family worse. Most of the relatives of poor families are also poor relatives. It is estimated that not many people are willing to lend them money, but the two elders only have such a son, who was frightened by the accident before and became dumb Well, they didn't give up on him, and they can't now, they have to save their son.

Wen Changhe was still there, the doctor quickly said, "This is Mr. Wen, willing to bear Baitang's medical expenses."

Father Bai was shocked, and grabbed Wen Changhe's hand and asked, "Are you the driver who caused the accident?" Otherwise, no one would pay to treat a stranger.

Upon hearing this, Mother Bai hit and scratched Wen Changhe, "You murderer, give me back my son, give me back my son..."

Women who do farm work have great strength, and it took Wen Changhe a lot of effort to catch Baimu's waving hand, "I am not the driver who caused the accident, but I am indeed responsible for this matter."

If it wasn't for saving Wen Changrou, nothing would happen to Baitang.

Judging from the surveillance video on the side of the road at that time, it looks like Baitang went to rescue Wen Changrou to save others, but he lost his balance and fell out before being hit by a car.

The position of the three of them is very strange, Zu Shuang just blocked the camera, Baitang did try to pull Wen Changrou, the movement of him being pushed out by Zu Shuang was blocked by Zu Shuang's back, so the surveillance video couldn't capture it, it looked like It's like Baitang saving someone, but trading his life for his own.

Saving people is a good thing, but taking advantage of yourself is not a good thing.

Knowing the cause and effect, the two elders of the Bai family could not blame Wen Changhe, he was just the older brother of the person involved, and it was the hit-and-run driver who really caused Baitang to become a vegetative state.

The two elders of the Bai family thanked Wen Changhe a thousand times, "Good guy~"

The two elders of the Bai family stayed in the ward, and Wen Changhe went to pay the money with the doctor.

He came home with an umbrella, and Wen Changrou and Zu Shuang were eating snacks and walking the dog in the garden.

In Wen Changhe's eyes, the bright smiles on the faces of the two girls were dazzling.

"Brother, why did you come back? Is there a lot going on in the company..." Wen Changhe took care of everything, and let Wen Changrou develop an innocent and romantic temperament.

"I just came back from the hospital." Wen Changhe still couldn't help but say harsh words to her sister who had been doting on her for more than 20 years.

When Wen Changrou heard it, she remembered the picture of Baitang lying in a pool of blood. She really didn't want to recall yesterday's experience, it was too scary.

She took the initiative to change the subject and pushed Zu Shuang to Wen Changhe, "Brother, Shuangshuang is a design major just like me. Her graduation project was highly praised by her instructor last night. Shuangshuang is so talented in design, so fat and watery." If you don’t want to be an outsider, why not let Shuangshuang go to work in our company.”

Standing in front of him was Wen Changhe, who was often seen in magazines and known as the fifth son of diamonds. Zu Shuang was very nervous, but more shy.

Wen Changhe, who stayed up all night, not only did not feel decadent, but instead had a sense of vicissitudes of a man, which added charm to him, and Wen Changrou said a lot of good things to Wen Changhe. The higher the worship.

Although he couldn't see the boy, Wen Changhe knew that the boy followed him home. Tangtang was afraid of the sun, and he didn't want to get entangled with the two little girls in the courtyard.

"Whatever you want, just tell the secretary." Wen Changhe waved his hand and strode in.

As Wen Changrou's second miss, although she doesn't manage the company's affairs, no one in the company's senior management doesn't know her, including the secretary.

After Wen Changhe entered the room, Wen Changrou picked up her mobile phone and called the president's secretary to explain her purpose.

The secretary said, "Okay Second Miss, I'll arrange it right away."

"Rourou, what a shame, I..."

"Hey, what's so embarrassing, professors are notoriously difficult to deal with, you have already dealt with him, such a good talent, if you don't join Wen's, it will be our Wen's loss." Wen Changrou said, "Besides Well, we are good friends, you saved me, you don't need to thank me for such a small matter..."

"Yeah, we are good friends..." Zu Shuang was moved.

Since Wen Changrou didn't tell Zu Shuang clearly what position she was assigned to, Zu Shuang thought that Wen Changrou called Wen Changhe's secretary because it was the management who arranged for her, or Wen Changhe's The assistant, when she arrived at the company to report, was stunned.

What she didn't expect, the secretary arranged for her was just an intern in the design department.This is something for later, let's not mention it for now.

Back to Wen Changhe.

After Bai Tang returned home with his old Gong, Wen Changhe immediately closed the curtains, went to wash up, got a glass of water, and put it on the table.

"Tangtang, are you tired? Did you get exposed to the sun just now?" Wen Changhe said softly.

Water stains appeared on the black desktop, and the strokes formed the words, 'I'm not tired, I'm just a little hungry~'

The little squirrel said that he wanted to eat pine cones.

Wen Changhe was taken aback for a moment, can he eat in the soul state, and how?

"How can I help you, what do you want to eat?"

Soon, a line of words appeared on the desktop, "I have something to eat."

The soul is not a ghost, you can't use the method of burning things, and you don't need to burn things, Qiu'er will always have a way to make Baitang eat delicious food.

Before Wen Changhe could not see, Baitang turned back into a little squirrel, sitting on the table, holding pine nuts in both hands and gnawing.

"Zhizhizhi——" It's delicious, but it's a pity that A'he can't eat it.

Wen Changhe looked at the sentence on the table, and a hundred thousand whys popped up in his mind, how did Tangtang eat, what did he eat, whether he did it cleanly, whether he was healthy...

After asking these questions a lot, the little squirrel was not willing to answer them.

After he wrote the sentence 'I'm sleepy and want to sleep', he stopped answering Wen Changhe's question and stayed in President Wen standing in the room, feeling lost.

The little squirrel is not very happy, his old Gong can't see himself, so it's fine if he can't make delicious food for himself, but he has to be restricted and not given to him to eat.

Qiu'er gloated, "That's right, the male lead is too much."

Unexpectedly, the little A on the side wrote down all the male protagonist's questions. These are for the good of the host. It seems that Qiu'er also likes to eat, especially snacks. Sometimes he will say that his stomach hurts if he eats too much. You also have to limit Qiu'er from eating snacks.

Although President Wen, who is busy with everything, has taken a week off from going to the company, it is impossible for him to be a hands-off shopkeeper and do everything.

He sat in his study, staring absently at the computer screen.

I don't know if Tangtang has woken up, where he is sleeping, whether he is covered with a quilt, whether he will catch a cold...

Although there were a lot of questions, he didn't dare to ask any more. First, he was afraid that Baitang would wake him up if he made a noise, and second, he was afraid that Tangtang would get angry and ignore him.

Speaking of which, just now Tangtang was angry because of asking too many questions, how can I stop him from being angry?

The president had something to think about, and unknowingly typed the words "how to coax an angry boyfriend" on the keyboard with his fingers, and posted it on a certain forum.

When Wen Changhe came to his senses, many people had replied to his post, but most of the answers were not realistic.

"Send flowers, send perfume, send lipstick, apologize on a date, kneel on the keyboard..."

President Wen pursed his lips, looked at the old-fashioned answer above, thought for a while, and added on the theme post, "I'm a man, and my partner is also a boy."

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the theme post suddenly exploded, and many "confidant sisters" and like-minded people exploded.