In the morning, after Jing Xiaocha finished his or her drip, he logged into the website backend with his mobile phone and checked the timed chapters again.

The notebook is not around, so she can't write the script, but she can use her mobile phone to write the serialized novel in the background.

However, the typing speed of the mobile phone is too slow.

Compared to using a notebook, it is a world of difference.

The most important thing is that Jing Xiaocha can only use his left hand, and his injured right arm is completely afraid to move. She got out of bed and sat in a chair.

Put your phone on a small table and write it word by word with your left hand.

The special guard came in from outside and saw Jing Xiaocha sitting in a chair, lowering his head and not knowing what to do, so he walked over quickly, "Miss Jing, why are you coming down?"

Jing Xiaocha locked the screen of his phone, looked up at her, smiled slightly and said, "I'm too tired to lie on the bed, come down and sit down."

The special guard looked at her turned off her phone suspiciously, and the screen was already black. He didn't know what she was doing just now, but he still reminded softly, "Miss Jing, Mr. Wen said he would not let you play with your phone, and he wanted you to rest in bed."

"I know, I'm just a look. Go and do your business. I'll call you if I have something to do."

Jing Xiaocha waved his hand to the special guard and signaled that she would not have to be with her here.

The special caregiver was a little embarrassed, "Miss Jing, when Mr. Wen left in the morning, he specifically told me to take good care of you."

Jing Xiaocha smiled politely, "I want to rest alone for a while. If you stay here, I will not have a good rest. You can go out first, I will definitely call you if you have any problems."

"Oh well."

After the special guard left, Jing Xiaocha continued to use his left hand to snatch one word at a time.

A few minutes later, she couldn't stand the speed, so she pressed her voice down, just like using voice software on her laptop last night.

I said, it's not bad.

There was only one typo. Last night, she felt that her pronunciation was slow to die, but now, after experiencing the speed of typing with her left hand, she suddenly realized that the pronunciation was actually very fast.

Sure enough, there will be no surprises without comparison.

On this day, Jing Xiaocha actually wrote three thousand words on his mobile phone.

She has never tried typing on her mobile phone before, and she feels very accomplished.

Seeing that it was already five o'clock, Jing Xiaocha charged his phone and lay down on the bed to rest.

As soon as I lay on the bed, the phone ringtone rang. It was Wen Jin's call, "Xiao Cha, I have a social event tonight that I can't push it off. I may have to go to the hospital later. Aunt Chen will bring you dinner later. After dinner, you can call it first. I'll go and change the typo for you tonight."

"Brother Wen, don't worry about socializing. Don't worry about me, I can handle it myself." Jing Xiaocha's voice was happy.

"I can't go, are you so happy?"

Wen Jin asked on the phone, and his words were unhappy.

Jing Xiaocha realized that he was a little obsessed, so he hurriedly smiled and said in a dismay, "Brother Wen, I'm not very happy. I don't want to affect your work. As the end of the year is approaching, if you are busy with work and social engagements, you don't have to worry about me anymore."

"Or why do I let Ranran go over and accompany you first. I heard that you have been playing with your mobile phone for a long time today. Have you written novels on your mobile phone?"

"Who told you that I've been playing with my phone for a long time?"

Jing Xiaocha asked in surprise.

I cursed in my heart that it was a turbulent protection.

"Do you think I don't know what you're doing if I don't go to the hospital?"

Wen Jin asked calmly.

Jing Xiaocha laughed, "Brother Wen, that's not what I meant. I haven't looked at my phone for a long time, I just looked at it."

"From tomorrow, you are not allowed to play with your phone anymore, otherwise I can only confiscate your phone." Wen Jin's voice sounded gentle, but every word was threatening.

Jing Xiaocha frowned, but dared not refute, "I understand."

Wen Jin did not call Wen Ran because Jing Xiaocha had to work at night, so he was afraid that someone would accompany her, which would affect her instead.

I just asked Aunt Chen to bring her the notebook and told her not to work for too long.

Jing Xiaocha is really happy that Wen Jin has a social engagement tonight because the plot she wrote tonight is the plot of the interaction between the male and female protagonists.

In that chapter last night, although there were interactions between the male and female protagonists, in addition to the male and female protagonists, there were also supporting roles.

But tonight is different, it is the solitude of the male and female protagonists, the scene full of ambiguity and Helmon flavor.

Jing Xiaocha is a girl who has never been in love. When she writes these plots, the person she thinks about the most is Wen Jin.

The scene that couldn't help but emerge.

Especially when she takes herself into the role of the heroine, she will bring Wen Jin into the role of the hero, so there is some shadow of her on the heroine.

She even hopes that Wen Jin will socialize every day and has no time to stay at her work.

At least these few days, don’t come to work at her, and don’t check her typos.

That's too embarrassing.

He leaned against the head of the bed and said a chapter in voice. Jing Xiaocha rested for ten minutes, and then simply lay on the bed and continued.

The speed tonight was slightly higher than last night, which made her very satisfied.

There are still so many typos, and the recognition ability of this voice software does not seem to be very good. She set up some commonly used words.

After looking at the time, I started checking for typos.

I thought Wen Jin would not come to the hospital after nine o'clock, but I didn't expect that Wen Jin's social gathering came so quickly and he came to the hospital at eight o'clock.

Jing Xiaocha didn't even finish checking a chapter of typos. When she heard the sound of the ward door being pushed open, she felt a slap inexplicably.

Before I looked up to see who the person coming in, I felt that it was Wen Jin.

The one who came into sight was Wen Jin's handsome face, handsome facial features, gentle expressions, and a three-point warm voice. "Have you been working until now?"

Unable to hear the sign of anger in his tone, Jing Xiaocha smiled on his face, and he climbed up and sat on the bed with his left arm on his left arm.

"Brother Wen, why are you so early?"

Wen Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, walked to the hospital bed with her slender legs, glanced at her notebook on the bed, and looked down at her condescendingly.

"I came too early when I was free. I said I would only work an hour a day. How long have you worked today?"

"...Brother Wen, I have so much inspiration today. I didn't stop for a while and worked for half an hour... It's really only half an hour."

She said, stretching out her fingers to compare.

Wen Jin glanced at her and bent down to get the notebook.

However, Jing Xiaocha's eyes changed and he reached out to hold the notebook, "Brother Wen, you have been drinking tonight and you must be dizzy. Don't help me change the typo. I'll change it myself. You can sit there and rest for a while."

Wen Jin didn't drink much, just drank two glasses.

However, as he spoke, there was a faint smell of wine in his breath, so Jing Xiaocha used this as an excuse to prevent him from helping her to correct the typos.
Chapter completed!