Treating the Wound

Yan Xia thought that he must be here to condemn her.

She didn't expect Jiang Huai to be so sarcastic. "I was wondering why you didn't explain yourself. You didn't even tell me that you were injured. So, there's someone else taking care of you."

"?" Three question marks appeared above Yan Xia's head.

This boss was too unpredictable. One second he was furious, and the next second he was being sarcastic.

"What are you waiting for? Are you expecting me to feed you?"

Only then did Yan Xia realize that she had forgotten to take the thermos.

Just as she was about to take it with her uninjured hand, Jiang Huai suddenly retracted his hand and snorted. "I've sent someone to send a first aid kit over. Go to the office and treat Zhang Ying's wound."

Then, Jiang Huai tightened the thermos cup. Yan Xia watched as he twisted it at least half a circle more and completely screwed the thermos cup to death. Then, he threw it into the trash can.

Yan Xia was speechless.

Jiang Huai only cared about his own mood. He completely ignored the fact that she had been busy the entire morning and hadn't eaten anything. At this time, she was famished and her stomach was churning.

Yan Xia looked at his back as he walked away. She suppressed the pain in her heart and sniffed hard before forcing herself to smile.

"You're just taking care of his white moonlight on his behalf. Yan Xia, don't be sad!"

Even though she comforted herself, she could not help but think that the contrast was so obvious even though they were both injured.

But then she thought, didn't she already know this? What was the big deal?

Yan Xia's wrist no longer hurt as much after the ice pack. She took off the towel and was about to head to her office when she met Liu Yu at the door.

Liu Yu looked at Yan Xia's swollen wrist and was shocked. "Sister Yan, did you get stung by a bee? It's so swollen!"

She moved to Yan Xia's side with an ambiguous smile and rubbed her uninjured arm with her shoulder. "I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be so considerate. Did he ask me to send a first aid kit over to bandage your wound?"

Liu Yu's words were like an invisible knife stabbing into Yan Xia's heart.

"Alright, alright, you can go back to your work!" Yan Xia took the first aid kit.

Liu Yu pouted. "Sister Yan, are you sure you don't need my help with your current state?"

Yan Xia was helpless. It was already painful to be injured. She did not want Liu Yu to see Zhang Ying in the office. She threatened, "No need. President Jiang has already left. If you don't want him to not see you in the office and give you a scolding, I suggest you go back immediately."

As expected, Liu Yu's expression changed when she heard that. She turned and ran away.

"Sister, take care of yourself. I'll come and help you later!"

Yan Xia smiled and shook her head, feeling comforted by her friend's words. Only then did she take a deep breath and open the office door.

Zhang Ying was sitting on the chair leisurely.

The chairs in the office could be rotated, and the back could be put down.

Zhang Ying's two legs were crossed, and she touched the ground with the tip of one foot. Her whole body swayed back and forth on the chair, looking very relaxed and not injured at all.

She saw Yan Xia come in and smiled like the hostess.

"Director Yan, why are you here? I'm so embarrassed to have you personally treat my wound."

Although she said that, Zhang Ying did not seem to notice Yan Xia's expression. She raised her injured leg by 45 degrees and used her chin to point at her ankle in the air. She even shook her black stiletto a little.

"Here, it really hurts. I'll have to trouble you, Director Yan."

Yan Xia was annoyed by her behavior. She never thought that she would be reduced to serving a green tea b*tch.

Jiang Huai was really good at hiding and leaving this place for her to settle.

Yan Xia had no choice but to admit defeat and walked over with the first aid kit.

"Director Yan, I heard from Jiang Huai that you'll be my manager from now on. Then let's add each other on WeChat first~"

After Yan Xia had treated the inconspicuous wound on her foot caused by the high heels, Zhang Ying took out her phone and found the WeChat QR code for Yan Xia to scan.