The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Jiang Beiyu stopped and returned to the bed.

His face was still expressionless, but he was thinking of something else: It's over, he might really be a little obsessed.

Jiang Beiyu sat back on the chair beside the bed, staring at the unconscious face, sizing it up with impunity.

From the eyebrows to the bridge of the nose, to the lips... He paused for a moment, then looked away.

There are tens of thousands of beautiful women in this world, and Jiang Beiyu has no plans to fall in love so far.

But once there is a feeling, it is also a very terrible and life-threatening thing.

Jiang Beiyu thought about how to clear his mind, and then he sat there and calmed down for several hours until Su Nanzhi opened his eyes at eight o'clock the next morning.

She didn't fall unconscious for a long time this time.

When he woke up and saw Jiang Beiyu sleeping with his face propped up beside him, he thought he had hit a ghost.

"..."

She struggled to get up, but this movement woke Jiang Beiyu up.

"Are you awake?" The man who just woke up had a more magnetic voice than usual, low and lazy, and Su Nanzhi saw the blackness in his eyes.

"Teacher Jiang, why are you here?" Su Nanzhi's voice became even hoarse.

Jiang Beiyu consciously poured her a glass of warm water.

The last time Jiang Beiyu was hospitalized was because someone called him with her mobile phone, so what about this time?

Jiang Beiyu paused for a moment, but didn't tell her directly about his damn sixth sense.

"Tell the teacher first, why did you skip class?" Jiang Beiyu asked directly.

Su Nanzhi was lying on the snow-white hospital bed, her head was in a mess, but this obviously did not prevent her from pretending to be innocent with a pale face, "Mr. Jiang, I'm on leave."

She spoke quite innocently, leaning against the head of the bed to drink water.

The biggest surprise of Jiang Beiyu's coaching career was Su Nanzhi.

This is a little bastard who can completely deceive all subject teachers with his grades and face.

"Am I allowed to leave?" Jiang Beiyu stared at her.

Su Nanzhi twitched the corner of her mouth, "So teacher, are you not allowed to leave yet? That may be because I hung up the phone too fast and didn't hear clearly. I won't dare next time."

No matter how insincere or insincere you say this, Su Nanzhi is simply in a state where a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

The corner of Jiangbeiyu's mouth twitched, "Don't you dare? Still thinking about the next time, who can control you if you go to die all day long?"

Su Nanzhi: "..."

You see, this kind of knowingly asking is the most annoying. You can guess what she is probably going to do, and you still have to ask.

Jiang Beiyu didn't expect the little girl to answer truthfully. As a capitalist, he slowly began to criticize Su Nanzhi's personal problems: "Su Xiaozhi, let's not worry about anything else. As my personal bodyguard, you always drag yourself around." The blood is lying in the hospital, if one day I am in danger, you will drag - such a body to protect me?"

Su Nanzhi knew she was wrong about this.

She made a compromise here: "Why don't you deduct some wages?"

There is still a lot of 500 million deduction points left, anyway, most of the wages have been recorded.

Hearing this, Jiang Beiyu lowered his eyes and looked down at her, with a smile that he couldn't even notice, "Really? Then I can rest assured."

"How about deducting tens of millions first?" Jiang Beiyu tentatively mentioned a sentence, which jumped to the bottom line of Su Xiaocai fans.

Su Nanzhi: "!!!"

Sit up in shock in dying! ! !