In the morning, Huo Yun Chen's assistant, Lin You, finally appeared with a thermos of home-cooked porridge that she brought from home.
The moment she saw the bluish injury around her boss's ankle, Lin You let out a loud gasp.
She had only left for a few hours but why does it seem as if Huo Yun Chen's injury was getting worst?
"Don't tell Brother Xiong," Huo Yun Chen spoke quickly when he saw his assistant's shocked face.
If his manager knew about his injury, that man would only nag him for hours. Yesterday, he had to listen to Brother Xiong's nagging for hours. The speaker was not tired but the listener was.
Although Huo Yun Chen knew that his manager cared for him, he wished that this manager would not nag him too much.
"It will get better soon," Huo Yun Chen assured.
"Should I call the doctor and have him check on you?"
"The doctor was going to make his round soon."
