The man did not give up, but continued to kowtow to intercede, hoping that Wu Xirui could change his decision.

"Fifth Master, it was indeed my negligence this time, but such things will inevitably happen by accident, and it's not all my fault if I messed up!"

"Fifth Master, please give me a chance to make up for my mistakes. Don't drive me away. There is an elderly person in my family who is sick and hospitalized, and my wife is pregnant again. Now is the time when I need money urgently. I really can't lose this job..."

The more Wu Xirui listened, the more annoying he became, and he kicked over again, knocking the man to the ground again.

Immediately, he snorted coldly, his tone was cold-blooded and ruthless, "What you said has half a dime to do with me? Those who are sensible will disappear in front of me immediately, otherwise your fate will not be as simple as being fired!"

After saying that, Wu Xirui raised his head, and saw Qiao Jing standing outside the office at a glance, his expression paused.

In the next second, the darkness on his face dissipated without a trace, and he instantly returned to his usual appearance, as if the cold and violent person just now was not him.

He took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, whispered a few words, and hung up quickly.

After hanging up for less than a minute, two people walked past Qiao Jing, hurried into the office, set up the man on the ground, one on the left and one on the right, and walked out quickly.

Obviously, the call Wu Xirui made just now was for someone to come and clear the venue.

Qiao Jing subconsciously glanced at the man who was carried away, and found that the man's face was full of sternness, his hands were clenched into fists, and his gaze seemed to be poisoned.

With this look, one can tell at a glance that he is holding a grudge, or the kind of hatred to the bone.

Soon, the man was dragged away.

Faintly, Qiao Jing heard one of them say: "Li Zeming, you really don't know good and evil, you made such a big mistake in doing things, Fifth Master just let you go, and he has already accepted you mercifully, you You still have the face to refuse to leave, I think you are tired of work and want to die..."

When Qiao Jing looked away, Wu Xirui had already walked in front of her.

"You said you, why didn't you say hello to me first when you came here? It seems that I have neglected you."

There was a hint of laughter on Wu Xirui's face, not only the look and expression, but also the feeling of the whole person was completely different from when he was furious just now.

"Quick, hurry into the office, how tired you are standing here."

Saying that, Wu Xirui stretched out his hand to pull Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing sideways dodged his outstretched hand, walked into the office on her own.

Wu Xirui's hand froze in mid-air, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he curled his lips into a smile, retracted his hand, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, he was about to close the door behind him.

Seeing this, Qiao Jing, who had already sat down on the sofa, said lightly, "What kind of door do you close, don't waste it."

She is now married to Zhan Qipei, and the nature of staying alone with other men in a private space is very different from staying in a public place.

"Okay, if you don't close it, you can close it."

Wu Xirui shrugged, gave up the thought of closing the door, walked over and sat down next to Qiao Jing.

The distance was too close, Qiao Jing moved aside calmly, and then glanced at Wu Xirui, her red lips parted slightly, "Hand."

Wu Xirui was very cooperative at this time, and immediately stretched out his hand.

In the process of feeling the pulse, Qiao Jing couldn't help but frowned.

When she took Wu Xirui's pulse last time, his condition had improved significantly, and he should be fully recovered by now.

So when she received a message last night and saw Wu Xirui saying that her symptoms were worse than before, she still felt that he was exaggerating on purpose.

But judging from Wu Xirui's current pulse, what he said turned out to be true.

His condition, not only did not heal, but worsened a lot!

After a while, Qiao Jing let go of Wu Xirui's hand, and asked with a serious expression, "Did you take your medicine on time and in the right amount? Did you eat anything you shouldn't eat?"

Wu Xirui leaned on the back of the sofa, looked at Qiao Jing intently with his head sideways, and said slowly: "I take the medicine on time every day, and the amount is according to what you said. As for the things that need to be avoided, I haven't touched them at all. Everything was done as you said."

Qiao Jing pondered for a moment, then asked again: "What about your schedule? Is it normal? How is your sleep quality recently?"

Excluding the two factors of medicine and food, then only the problem of work and rest remains.

If a sick person has irregular work and rest, it will lead to aggravation of the disease.

When asked about this, Wu Xirui was silent for a few seconds, and finally said truthfully: "I've been very busy at work recently, busy competing with Zhan for projects, so I don't have so much time to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly asked Qiao Jing, "What's the matter? Are you cornering the corner to help your man?"

If he spends all his time sleeping, how can he fight Zhan Qi Pei?
How to take back what the Zhan family originally belonged to him!

Qiao Jing didn't reply, as if she didn't hear Wu Xirui's words, she just pulled his hand over, put her fingertips on his wrist again, and checked his pulse again.

After taking the pulse, Qiao Jing withdrew her hand, casually took the pen and paper on the table, and wrote down the prescription.

After writing the prescription, she looked up at Wu Xirui, and said in a flat tone, "The medicine is a good medicine for your illness, but if you don't value your life and continue to ruin your body like this, no matter how good the medicine is, Can't save you."

Wu Xirui snorted lightly, and looked at Qiao Jing with an unclear expression, "You mean, let me give up what I want to do, stop fighting with Zhan Qi Pei, and take a good rest, right?"

Qiao Jing met his gaze indifferently, and said unhurriedly, "If that's what I mean?"

Wu Xirui shook his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "As long as you speak out for other things, I can consider listening to you, but this is not the case, even if it's for your sake, I won't." Compromise and retreat!"

Qiao Jing put down the pen and paper in her hand, and stood up from the sofa, "If that's the case, then why are you talking so much?"

After saying that, she turned around and was about to go out.

Seeing this, Wu Xirui quickly stood up and stopped her.

Qiao Jing paused slightly, looked up at Wu Xirui, "Is there anything else?"

"If you divorce Zhan Qi Pei and marry me, I can consider giving up fighting the Zhan family..."

Before Wu Xirui finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qiao Jing.

Her eyebrows were cold, and she said word by word: "You should think about your body carefully. If you continue like this, you will not have a good life for a few years."

The corner of Wu Xirui's lips twitched, and he smiled nonchalantly, "I'm really not worried about this at all. With such a skilled doctor like you around, I have nothing to fear."

"Anyway, I have said what should be said. As for how to do it, that is your own business."

After saying this, Qiao Jing planned to bypass Wu Xirui and leave.

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