He just got back, and I don’t dare to guess the boss’s intentions.
If I guess wrong, it’ll cost me another trip to Africa.
Kinda scared, honestly.
To be safe, Yang Li thought it best not to try to figure out his moody boss’s thoughts right now.
First, he should report on his work trip to Africa.
Lu Hualiang’s response was always indifferent.
Pondering how to ask Yang Li about courting a woman.
Our Director Lu is a man of pride; asking a subordinate for tips on wooing a wife is a blow to his ego.
It would be best if Yang Li brought it up himself, but Yang Li didn’t seem to catch on to what he was thinking.
He can’t very well ask himself, can he?
Feeling a bit irritated, he tossed the file in his hand.
The sharp edge of the paper grazed his finger, accidentally leaving a thin blood line.
Yang Li was startled, "Boss, I’ll get a band-aid."
A cold and deep voice came from behind, and Yang Li stopped in his tracks.
Standing still, he thought, for such a small cut, just a red line without any blood even oozing out.
This little injury doesn’t need a band-aid.
Yang Li was thinking when he heard Lu Hualiang’s level, indifferent voice again.
"Call Xia Weibao, tell her I’m injured, and ask her to come and bandage me."
Yang Li almost choked on his own saliva and almost suffocated himself!
His gaze fell on Lu Hualiang’s wound, and he felt he must have misheard.
Boss, are you kidding? Back in the day, you took a few bullets with holes in your body while conquering the world, and you didn’t even blink while taking out the bullets with a scalpel yourself.
Now, with this tiny scratch that only has a thin blood line, not even a blood mist coming out, you want the young madam to come personally to bandage it?!
The young madam’s medical skills are at a divine level capable of curing terminal illnesses and enduring epidemics, a national hero and a goddess of medicine that the country wants to award.
Having the divine doctor bandage a wound that’ll heal soon enough, is this a joke?
Yang Li felt like his boss might have been swapped with someone else.
Calling out, who knows if the young madam will end it all with a surgical knife!
However, under Lu Hualiang’s compelling gaze, he could only brace himself, "Yes, I’ll call right away."
Better hurry, or the young madam might be too late and the wound would have healed!
Xia Weibao was sitting on the windowsill daydreaming when she heard the phone ring.
Taking out her phone, she was surprised to see it was a call from Yang Li.
Wasn’t Yang Li on a business trip to Africa? Why is he calling her?
"Young madam, the boss is injured, can you come over to take a look?"
Xia Weibao’s expression changed, "Injured? Where is he hurt, how did he get injured, is it serious, where is he now, I’m coming right away!"
Yang Li was embarrassed, he honestly wanted to say, young madam, you don’t need to be so nervous or in such a hurry, it’s just a little scratch, take your time.
But under Lu Hualiang’s intimidating gaze, he swallowed and steeled his heart.
"The boss is at the office, his hand got cut, it’s bleeding, very... serious."
His conscience hurt so much!
"Tell him not to move, I’m on my way!"
Xia Weibao said as she grabbed her small backpack and rushed out.
Leaving Leng Yan and Xia Shi looking bewildered.
Who got hurt, why such urgency?
After hanging up, Yang Li wore a wry smile.
Calling Xia Weibao over for such a minor injury, it feels like playing a prank on her.