Han Jifeng found that she looked a bit shy and cute, with a different flavor.
Ling Tongyu turned around, stared at the computer screen dryly, and said——
"I, I'm going to continue working. Please, CEO, please don't keep influencing me here." God, my palms are so hot, my face is so hot, and my heart is still beating. What's wrong with her? Isn't it just touching her hands?
Wait, is there any need to be so nervous?
What's terrible is that her lower abdomen is getting more and more painful, and her forehead is starting to sweat, but Han Jifeng doesn't seem to have the intention to leave yet, so this is the best thing to do.
It hurts so much, I can't bear it anymore.
She was lying on the table, holding her stomach tightly with one hand and pillowing her head with the other, moaning in pain quietly.
"What's wrong with you?" Seeing this woman suddenly collapse on the desk, Han Jifeng hurriedly put down the information in his hand, leaned over and asked, with a trace of nervousness in his voice that he was not even aware of.
"I..." Ling Tongyu closed her eyes tightly and spoke, but the pain was so painful that she couldn't speak and took a few breaths.
Han Jifeng held her shoulders with both hands and made her sit upright. Only then did he realize that her body was shaking slightly, large beads of sweat were flowing down her forehead, and her face that was originally flushed was now pale.
He stretched out his hand and touched her forehead. It was cold, and the palm of her hand was also cold.
"Are you sick?" he asked tightly.
"My... stomach hurts, it hurts..." She finally managed to say a word, but her stomach hurt more and more, as if her intestines were knotted, and she couldn't straighten up due to the pain.
Suddenly, Han Jifeng bent down and unexpectedly picked her up, then strode outside the office building.
"You, what do you want to do?" She asked almost exhausted as she slumped on his strong arm.
"Go to the hospital." He replied very simply.
"No, no need... I, my work has not been completed yet. It will affect the operation of the entire clothing department." She used the remaining strength to break away from his arms. If she didn't finish the work, she couldn't hand in the work.
Already.
"Don't move." However, he stopped her with a serious face and carried her towards his private parking lot.
Ling Tongyu was sweating profusely from the pain. Through her eyes that were wet with sweat, she looked at Han Jifeng above. His jaw line was tense and his face was expressionless. He seemed to be walking very fast because she could feel it.
There was a whistling wind blowing by my ears.
"Hold on, we'll be there soon." He opened the car door, adjusted the seat, laid her across the back seat of the car, returned to the cab, started the car, and rushed to Ren'ai Hospital.
Ling Tongyu was lying with her eyes closed tightly and her hands covering her abdomen. Her expression was distorted from the pain. Han Jifeng glanced at the lying person through the rearview mirror from time to time, and the car went faster.
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"Doctor, how are you?" Han Jifeng asked the doctor who took off his stethoscope. Ling Tongyu was lying on the temporary hospital bed, and a nurse had already come over to give her an injection.
"There wasn't even a grain of rice in her stomach. She was hungry and drank a lot of irritating drinks on an empty stomach, which caused enteritis. I have already given her an injection and prescribed some medicine. Follow the instructions after eating.
Just take it and you'll be fine." The doctor told Han Jifeng about Ling Tongyu's condition while writing medical records and prescribing medicine.
"Thank you, doctor." The pain was gone, and Ling Tongyu got off the bed. After some tossing, her hair was all messed up, and she stood sticky on both sides of her face, looking a little embarrassed.
After paying the money and receiving the medicine, the two of them left the emergency room.
Standing at the door of the hospital, Ling Tongyu hugged her medicine and couldn't help complaining, "I can just buy some medicine, but you have to bring me to the hospital, really."
"..." Han Jifeng turned around, frowning and glaring at the dissatisfied woman next to him, "Did I hear you right? Are you blaming me for saving you now?"
Ling Tongyu looked at the charge sheet in front of her. She felt heartbroken. "I spent so much money and it's not the first time I've had a stomachache like this."