Zhong Yibin ran into the kitchen to hug Chu Qin. Seeing that he was hiding his hand under his chest and did not dare to touch him, he let him lean his back against him: "What's wrong with you?" Seeing that he was so painful that his face was pale, he was very anxious.

"The chest hurts, it's okay..." Chu Qin took a breath and squeezed a smile to him.

Zhong Yibin frowned and picked up the person. He had just looked at the house and knew where the bedroom was. He put the person on the bed, but Zhong Yibin didn't ask and went straight to lift Chu Qin's clothes.

Chu Qin wore a soft white T-shirt today, which was easily lifted up, revealing the purple skin inside and the bandage that had gone off the ground.

Because Chu Qin had to be discharged from the hospital early and could not rest in bed, the doctor wrapped a bandage on him to fix it. However, the chest cavity could easily slip away if it was wrapped, not to mention that Chu Qin had been busy for so long today.

"What's going on!" Zhong Yibin's tone became cold, and he raised his eyes and asked him seriously.

Chu Qin couldn't, so he could only tell the truth: "I was injured before, my ribs were cracked, and I was almost healed. Please help me get some painkillers..." When it came to painkillers, I suddenly remembered that the medicine I was prescribed in the hospital was still in Hou Chuan's car and forgot to take it down.

"I'll buy it." Zhong Yibin stood up.

"Oh... Um..." Chu Qin quickly reached out and grabbed him, and pulled him to his chest again, sweating in pain, "The medical insurance card... in the drawer in the hall, the password is six ones."

I thought there was something important, but Zhong Yibin couldn't laugh and cry: "I bought it with money."

"Why don't you need a medical insurance card?" Chu Qin explained the usage of the medical insurance card and talked about the location of the pharmacy. "Go out of the gate, turn left, don't cross the road... Oh, take your phone, call me if you can't find it..."

Zhong Yibin ignored him, took the medical insurance card in the hall and went out, and I didn't know if I heard the last sentence.

Hearing the sound of closing the door with a bang, Chu Qin remembered that he did not give him medical records or prescriptions. Pain relief tablets are prescription drugs, and I don’t know if the boss can sell them to him.

After leaving the community gate, Zhong Yibin really didn't know where the pharmacy was. He asked the guard. The pharmacy looked quite regular, with regular laser-cut fonts on the glass window "City Medical Insurance, Provincial Medical Insurance". The boss was a bald uncle, sitting behind the counter, staring at a small TV seriously, with a look of worrying about the country and the people. The TV was not loud, and you could hear it clearly when you approach.

"Cross talk about learning to sing..."

"Boss." Zhong Yibin knocked on the counter.

"What are you doing!" The uncle who was worried about the country and the people looked up and saw a familiar handsome face. He immediately smiled meaningfully, "Young man, you are here again!"

Zhong Yibin nodded quietly. It seemed that the pharmacy owner knew him. Did Chu Qin often get sick before?

The bald uncle didn't see the difference between Zhong Yibin and usual, and said with a smile: "This is not too lazy to go to the supermarket in broad daylight? Hehe, I'll keep it for you! I specially entered a little more, don't say it, it's really easy to sell."

Then, he took two soft bottles to him, which clearly stated "water-based human lubricating fluid."

"..." Zhong Yibin twitched the corners of his mouth and said calmly, "If you don't buy this today, I want painkiller pills."

The uncle was a little disappointed that he was unable to sell the new variety he had entered and picked two painkillers for him.

"I'll buy a box." Zhong Yibin looked at the small pills in the paper bag and was very dissatisfied.

"This is a prescription medicine, and I can only give you so much at a time." The uncle put his hands on his hips and said angrily. If this guy hadn't been familiar with him and had no prescription, he wouldn't have given a single pill.

The aunt in the community came to buy cold medicine. When she heard the uncle's voice, she looked at the counter curiously and saw two bottles of bright lubricant. She couldn't help but widen her eyes and shook her head. Now the national family planning is so tight? Even the lubricant is about to be prescribed!

There was no time to argue with the bald man, so Zhong Yibin quickly left with the pills.

After a long struggle, I finally got painkillers. Chu Qin felt that it was no longer painful and wanted to get up to cook again. Zhong Yibin said he would not let him move. He just checked it with his cell phone and had to rest in bed: "Who was my former secretary? Call him to come and cook."

Thinking about Secretary Jin who was still outside the Third Ring Road, Chu Qin shook his head: "Secretary Jin is far away from here, please order a takeaway."

Is the secretary surnamed Jin? Zhong Yibin searched on his mobile phone, found a person named "Secretary Jin", and called him: "I'm at Chu Qin's residence and order two easy-to-digest meals to deliver."

"Yes." Secretary Jin hasn't received a call from the president for a week, and the Zhong family didn't tell him the situation. The company's affairs were handed over to the deputy general agent, which made him a little panicked. As the boss's confidant, there has been no news about the boss, which is obviously a rhythm of losing favor.

I suddenly received a call from my boss, let alone order takeaway, even if I asked him to go to Chu Qin's house to cook now!

Chu Qin looked at Zhong Yibin speechlessly. This guy, even though he lost his memory, he could not forget to call him.

"Why are you injured?" Zhong Yibin sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him, raised his hand and touched a piece of hair that had been cut off from his head. "Is it related to my kowtow to the point?"

Chu Qin looked at Zhong Yibin sitting by the bed in a regular manner. This posture seemed distracted. He felt a little sad. He looked down at his hand on the quilt: "I was kidnapped last week. Go and save me, and someone knocked a stick on his head."

Zhong Yibin frowned, and Zhong's mother told him that he was knocked to the head when he was fighting with someone, but he didn't say it. Obviously, what Chu Qin said was the truth, and even his mother would lie to him. No one in this world is worthy of trusting. This strengthened his determination not to let others know about his amnesia.

I looked up and saw that Chu Qin was still lowering his head, his two slender index fingers were tucked together, and I didn’t know what he was going on. The hair on his head was rubbing messy, and a few dazed hairs were casually raised, looking furry.

Everything in my memory is vague, gray, only Chu Qin is alive and bright. Just looking at him, Zhong Yibin felt at ease. He couldn't help but slowly lean over and rubbed the hair on his head with his bald scalp: "Chu Qin, you are so nice, only you don't lie to me."

Chu Qin looked up at him and met a pair of bright eyes. These eyes were no longer as restrained and calm as before, but when he looked at him, he was more focused than before, with lingering joy. The depressed moment just now dissipated, and Chu Qin couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, leaning over to kiss him.

Zhong Yibin watched him come over and his eyes became brighter.

"Ding Dong--" The doorbell rang, interrupting the small kiss. Zhong Yibin was very unhappy and continued to move forward, waiting for Chu Qin to kiss him.

"Go and open the door." It should be that the takeaway was here. Chu Qin was a little embarrassed and pushed Zhong Yibin to get up and stuffed his wallet to him.

Outside the door, there are the takeaway ordered by Secretary Jin and the Secretary Jin who came with the takeaway.

Zhong Yibin was a little confused about the two of them coming to deliver the takeaway. He took the bag from the delivery guy, looked at Secretary Jin in a suit and tie, and handed him a hundred yuan.

Secretary Jin took the money blankly, and then watched his boss close the door again.

"President!" Secretary Jin rushed into the door quickly with his eyes and hands. His boss was really imaginary. Looking at his expression, he knew that he had paid the money for the delivery outside the door and gave him the money directly. But he obviously didn't want to see him. Is it mean to give him a hundred yuan to get out of the taxi?

Chu Qin heard Secretary Jin's voice and got out of bed and walked out: "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Chu." Secretary Jin hurriedly greeted him.

Zhong Yibin put the meal on the dining table and came over to hug him: "Go back and lie down." While walking, he whispered to ask who the person who called him the president was. After learning that it was Secretary Jin, he did not look back, but took Chu Qin back to the bed first.

"Sit down, wait." Zhong Yibin came out to get the meal, raised his chin to Secretary Jin, turned around and went in to have dinner with Chu Qin.

After Chu Qin finished the meal, he was a little worried that Zhong Yibin would face Secretary Jin by himself, but the man was very persistent and did not allow him to move. He could only lie halfway at the head of the bed, pricking up his ears to listen to the movements outside.

"There are any abnormalities in my mother's case when I haven't let me get in touch with the company these days?" Zhong Yibin asked in a deep voice.

"The company's affairs are now under the control of Vice President Li," Secretary Jin was shocked. Mrs. Zhong refused to let Zhong Yibin contact the company in the name of recuperation. There must be something amazing about it. Her expression became serious. "The three kidnappers are still being interrogated. Tomorrow is Monday, and there should be a result."

Zhong Yibin lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What do you think is Vice President Li?" He doesn't remember the company now. The things inside are too complicated. He needs to be familiar with them before taking over. If Vice President Li is competent, let him take care of them for a while.

When Secretary Jin heard this, he felt a little sweat on his forehead. The president actually asked about this kind of thing, which obviously gave him a chance to complain. As the boss's secretary, he could not make friends with any company employee other than the boss, and he must not be ruthless when he should spit out black mud. So, he poured beans into bamboo tubes and told about the shortcomings of Vice President Li who he knew, and then talked about several small problems that the company had recently encountered under his management.

"This person is very ambitious. It's okay to let him take care of him for a few days. If it takes a long time, there will definitely be problems." Secretary Jin said righteously.

Zhong Yibin nodded slowly.
Chapter completed!