She turned bad

Chapter 217 Boss
"You should notify me in place, send a text message, and take over a life..." Yan Chengmo's anger rose, and he grabbed his fist. Zhao Xuan saw the anger, and immediately came to stop Yan Chengmo, but Zhang Miao didn't dodge at all, she just stood in front of Yan Chengmo and let him deal with him.

Tang Xiaodong also came, and when he saw Zhang Miao, he greeted him immediately: "Zhang Miao!"

"Tang Xiaodong!"

"Where is my sister? How is it? Where is she? Are you out of danger?" Tang Xiaodong panted and asked, Ruolan was beside Zhang Miao, helping Zhang Miao respond to Tang Xiaodong, Ruolan shook her head slightly: "Still in the emergency room. "

"Isn't my sister a gas pipeline? Why is there such a thing as gas poisoning?" After receiving Zhang Miao's message, Tang Xiaodong immediately called the butler to inquire, and he knew that the gas was poisoned. Tang Xiaodong stopped asking, and ran to the hospital Zhang Miao mentioned.

"It's all my fault." Zhang Miao lowered her head and said that she only knew that something happened to Tang Yiling after receiving Ruolan's call. She felt that as long as she didn't leave Tang Yiling, nothing would happen.

"Okay, okay, the doctor hasn't come out yet, wait, be quiet, wait a minute." Zhao Xuan said, and the group of people quieted down. Only Tang Xiaodong hesitated to call his father in Myanmar with his mobile phone. Don't tell your family, if my sister makes a mistake...
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"Tang Yiling's family!"

The door of the first aid room was only opened at two o'clock in the morning. The doctor came out and told about the poisoning. Yan Chengmo heard that his life was out of danger. The patient was inhaling oxygen infusion. His legs moved and he breathed a sigh of relief. .

"It's alright, it's alright."

"Go and go through the hospitalization procedures." The doctor said and handed over the form.

"Thank you, doctor." Yan Chengmo took the form, but Zhao Xuan still came over to take it from Yan Chengmo, "Okay, okay, go and see your woman, don't just stand there, looks It's pretty obvious."

Yan Chengmo was baffled, but he still walked over, followed the hospital bed pushed out by the doctor, and pushed Tang Yiling into the ward together.

Tang Xiaodong and Zhang Miao went up from other elevators together, and men and women crowded together in Tang Yiling's ward.

When Ruolan and Zhao Xuan came up, they called Zhang Miao and Tang Xiaodong away, leaving a message for Cheng Mo to guard Tang Yiling alone in the ward.

Tang Yiling opened her eyes weakly, and Yan Chengmo held her in both hands: "Linger, what's wrong?"

"Yan Chengmo, why are you crying?"

"No, I got sand in my eyes."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You were poisoned by gas, now you are rescued."

"······" Tang Yiling's cheeks covered by the oxygen mask moved, and he looked at the ceiling with his eyes, only then did he realize that this was a hospital and that his hand was receiving an infusion.

"You should have a good rest first." Yan Chengmo whispered.

"Don't cry, I'm not dead, I won't be handsome if I cry."

Yan Chengmo pursed his lips and nodded, sucking the snot from his nose.

"My sister is awake..." Tang Xiaodong, who was lying on the ward eavesdropping and peeking, said.

Zhang Miao also came over to take a look: "Miss Tang is really awake."

"Come in, aren't you ashamed of peeping!" Tang Yiling tried his best to say, Yan Chengmo remembered that there were other relatives and friends of Tang Yiling outside the door, so he got up and went to open the door.

Tang Xiaodong rushed in and went to the side of the hospital bed, looking around at Tang Yiling.

Tang Yiling closed his eyes for a moment, showing impatience faintly: "Don't turn around, I'm alive."

There was a sneer.

"Zhang Miao, are you back so soon?" Tang Yiling asked with a smile, and asked Yan Chengmo and Tang Xiaodong to go out first.

Tang Xiaodong said unconvinced: "Zhang Miao is more important than my own brother?"

"roll!"

Tang Xiaodong was forced to leave the ward. Outside the door, he murmured to Yan Cheng, a stranger, "My sister doesn't know how to be gay, does she? What does she have to say to a man-in-law!"

Yan Cheng remained silent, just looked coldly at the aisle of the ward in the dark night, it was cold and quiet, and there was still some darkness, he would not relax his vigilance, it must be Chen Xiong who caused the trouble.

Tang Yiling in the ward saw that you, Zhang Miao, were the only ones left, and asked anxiously, "Is the matter over?"

Zhang Miao lowered her head, then shook her head.

Tang Yiling sat up anxiously, but it was a bit difficult. Zhang Miao went to help Tang Yiling up, and Tang Yiling said angrily, "I can't do it? Or I can't do it? Or...you talk!"

"As soon as I arrived at the Art Village, Ruolan said that your gas poisoning was fatal. I was so scared that I immediately turned around and came back."

Tang Yiling's shoulders slackened a lot when he heard this: "The author has already reached the entrance of the village, you have traveled all the way and spent time and energy, and you can't do anything!"

"I'm sorry." Zhang Miao lowered her head and said, "You have a rest, I'll do it tomorrow morning."

"Do it, do it!" Tang Yi said with a sigh, "This matter is very important. You know that the loss of a loved one has been searching for decades, and the heart is very painful. We outsiders can't feel it, so do more. Try to find the result as soon as possible, don't you have to figure it out, don't waste time and energy, you know!"

"I was wrong." Zhang Miao kept bowing her head. She would not tell Tang Yiling that she was apologizing for not taking care of Tang Yiling's comfort, not for not doing a good job.

In Zhang Miao's eyes, Miss Tang was her most important protection object, and she would not think that anything else was more important than Tang Yiling's personal safety.

Fortunately, at this moment Zhang Miao could still see Tang Yi flexibly lying in the hospital inhaling oxygen, otherwise she really didn't know how to forgive her negligence and would always be dumbfounded.

Finally, Tang Yiling was exhausted, so he could only lie down first, close his eyes and rest.

The sky was getting brighter, and the police uncle at the red villa was about to register. Yang Zhi proposed to have breakfast, and everyone hit it off and dispersed.

But Yang Zhi's boss stopped Yang Zhi.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Yang Zhi cleared his hands and got into the driver's seat of his boss.

The other colleagues seemed to have not left yet, and wanted to wait for Yang Zhi to join him, but Yang Zhi pointed his head and said to the other colleagues: "You go first, and I will come as soon as you order the soy milk and fried dough sticks."

"Okay." The colleague's car slowly drove away from the red iron gate and left the Qingteng community.

The boss was a middle-aged old man. He watched Yang Zhi laughingly and closed the car door with a straight face, and only when he stared at Yang Zhi looked at him did he say, "Did you use the car in the bureau to run a red light last night?"

"Ah." Yang Zhi's face changed drastically, what the hell did the boss know about this so soon?
"Yang Zhi, you are getting worse and worse!"

"Isn't my buddy in a hurry, I just..."

"Just use the alarm bell, can you use the alarm bell if you don't receive a mission!" The boss said seriously, shaking his shoulders, it is not difficult to see that he is very angry.

Yang Zhi didn't dare to say anything, and if he said anything, he would be punished. He would be punished every three days. When would he be able to go up one liter? Cough, cough, Yang Zhi looked down at the car.

The boss severely criticized Yang Zhi, and Yang Zhi responded, thinking about soy milk, and finally stopped staring at his boss' chattering.

Yang Zhi immediately put his hands together: "I promise there will never be a next time."

"roll!"

Yang Zhi was kicked out of the car, and all the cars of his colleagues were gone. Obviously, he could only ride the car of his boss. This...

At this time, Yang Zhi approached the car window and asked, "Boss, I'm going to eat soy milk on foot!"

The boss ruthlessly rolled up the car window: "Who cares about you when work is over!"

(End of this chapter)