Han Li knew that Zhao Tingxing was in a state of uncertainty right now, and what he just said was undoubtedly a warning to her not to think about anything else except having sex.
She had another bout of stomach cramps, and went to the bathroom and vomited for a long time, but it still couldn't be relieved. She stayed up until dawn alone, and when she was about to go to the hospital, she received a call from Yiwen.
Yiwen scolded her head and face: "I heard from my sister that you let Zhao Tingxing take care of Han Zhaoyi? Han Li, are you stupid? Then Zhao Tingxing can take care of the child?"
Han Li had a stomachache all night, and replied weakly: "I know what's going on. I have a surveillance camera on Han Zhaoyi."
Yiwen heard something was wrong in her voice: "What's wrong?"
"Old problem, stomachache. Prepare to go to the hospital."
"Have you called an ambulance?"
"I'll drive there myself."
"Wait there, I'll be there soon."
Yiwen rushed to the hotel in a hurry, picked up her pale face and took her to the hospital.
When Han Li was in the car, he took two more stomach medicines, but after taking them, his stomach hurt even more. He sat without saying a word and pressed his abdomen. Apart from his pale face, he still didn't have much expression.
She has been walking alone for these years and has experienced too many ups and downs. This pain is nothing. If the pain has not been relieved all night, and today's work is intensive, she will not go to the hospital.
While waiting for the red light, Yiwen took the medicine bottle and looked at it: "Don't take medicine blindly."
He glanced at the production date and couldn't help but said angrily: "Han Li, you said you pretend to be a sober strong woman all day long? This medicine has expired for a year, and you still take it? It's weird if it doesn't hurt you to death."
She reached out and picked up the medicine bottle and took a look at it. It was indeed expired. From last night before the party to this morning, she had taken several pills. She was not sick but also made herself sick.
Yiwen: "Come on, let's go to the hospital for gastric lavage."
Han Li: "No, let's go to the company."
Once you find the cause, drink more water and metabolize it, you should be fine.
"The company can't survive without you." Yiwen didn't listen to her and stepped on the accelerator to go to the hospital.
As they work in this business, their meals are not regular, and they often socialize, so few of them have a good stomach. Yiwen is better, after all, Han Li only lets her take care of the design, and takes care of all external business by herself, without letting anyone else.
She went to face those monsters and monsters.
Han Li was injecting fluids with his left hand and handling business with his mobile phone in his right hand, very engaged.
Yiwen glanced at her and confiscated her mobile phone, "You are really born to have a hard life. What will happen to these approvals after the infusion of fluids?"
Han Li leaned back in his chair: "Idle time is idle."
Yiwen couldn't help but think of the same situation when she gave birth to Han Zhaoyi. She was working before entering the delivery room. When she returned to the ward from the delivery room, the first thing she did was to open the company system and get busy working.
Seeing that she was in better spirits now, he remembered the reason why he was looking for her today, and said, "Let me tell you about business. I will ask my sister to bring Han Zhaoyi back later. I won't worry about letting Zhao Tingxing go."
Han Zhaoyi's household registration was in her name, and he was regarded as her son Yiwen. She had watched him grow up since he was born, and he was no different from her own son. She didn't understand Zhao Tingxing, so she left her son with a strange man.
She was totally worried.
Han Li: "Let him take care of me for a few days to develop some feelings."