Mr. Xie, he loves me every day

Chapter 105 Which Room
There was a chill in the evening breeze. Song Yuening only wore a thin coat over her home clothes when she went out, but she seemed not to feel the cold.

Wearing a Bluetooth headset, she could clearly hear Xie Mingyuan's rapid breathing on the unhung call.

Something must have happened.

Song Yuening stopped a car directly on the street. After reporting his address, he focused all his attention on Xie Mingyuan.

"Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie? Xie Mingyuan! Can you still hear my voice? Tell me where you are now!"

Song Yuening changed her past gentleness and calmness, and was replaced by a seriousness that was somewhat similar to Xie Mingyuan.

She kept calling Xie Mingyuan's name, even though she knew the chance of being heard by him was very slim, but she still didn't give up.

Until she finally heard Xie Mingyuan's voice ringing on the phone again.

"……underground……"

Those two words seemed to exhaust all Xie Mingyuan's strength, and his breathing became heavier.

But Song Yuening already understood his position.

After getting off the car, she went straight to the underground parking lot of Jingxiu Garden, and finally saw the familiar black Maybach at the A3 location.

Song Yuening slowly exhaled a breath, her tense nerves finally relaxed, but she still trotted to the car.

"Xie Mingyuan, are you in there? How are you?"

There was no response from inside, so Song Yuening had no choice but to put her ear to the car window to listen carefully, but at this moment, a "click" sound came into her ears.

The car lock is unlocked!
Song Yuening opened the car door without much hesitation. When she saw the scene inside the car clearly, she was stunned for a moment.

The man lying on his back in the driver's seat was dressed in messy clothes. The collar of his white shirt was slightly open, revealing unusually red skin. The thin sweat on his forehead wetted his broken hair and clung to his cheeks, making him always dignified. An indifferent man is a little more fragile.

Song Yuening looked at the tie that was somehow tied to his wrist and the mobile phone that fell aside. Her pupils suddenly dilated with disbelief.

Why is Xie Mingyuan in this state exactly the same as when she was drugged? !

Without any time to think, Song Yuening almost immediately took out her phone and hung up the call with Xie Mingyuan. She opened the address book with her finger and swiped quickly to find a number and dial it.

"Assistant Wang? Mr. Xie is here with me now. His condition is very bad. Can you help contact the doctor? It's best to get there as soon as possible!"

After telling his assistant about Xie Mingyuan's situation in a concise and concise manner, Song Yuening directly reported his home address and arranged the next step in an orderly manner.

After hanging up the phone, Song Yuening turned to look at Xie Mingyuan.

She didn't know what was going on today, but the only thing she was sure of was that Xie Mingyuan was being plotted against.

And Xie Mingyuan would contact her, which means that she only trusts her at present, and she will bring Xie Mingyuan back safely no matter what.

She pursed her lips and reached out to help Xie Mingyuan from the driver's seat to the co-pilot.

But when he touched Xie Mingyuan's arm, the phoenix eyes that had been tightly closed just now suddenly opened, and the scarlet eyes seemed to be brewing with a storm.

"roll!"

The hoarse voice frightened Song Yuening and she almost immediately withdrew her hand. However, she was relieved when she realized that Xie Mingyuan's eyes were not focused and he was just subconsciously resisting the approach of others.

She thought for a moment and softened her voice.

"Xie Mingyuan, it's me, Song Yuening. I'm here to pick you up and leave here. Please cooperate with me, okay?"

I don't know if her comfort had an effect. After Xie Mingyuan heard her name, the air-conditioning around him suddenly disappeared.

When Song Yuening helped him, she didn't struggle, but cooperated with him and moved to the passenger seat.

When the car drove out of Jingxiu Garden, Song Yuening's tense shoulders immediately relaxed and slumped down. She leaned back on the leather car seat and let out a long sigh of relief.God knows how worried she was about being stopped.

Glancing at Xie Mingyuan who was unconscious again, Song Yuening's heart was full of worry.

"Xie Mingyuan, please don't let anything happen to you."

……

The lights in the bedroom were not turned on, except for a night light on the bedside table.

The family doctor had just given Xie Mingyuan an injection, handed her the medicine that Xie Mingyuan should take after he regained consciousness, and then left.

Song Yuening watched Xie Mingyuan gradually regain his steady breathing, and his heart finally fell back into his stomach.

She turned to the bathroom and wet the towel with warm water, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and neck, and turned up the air conditioner in the room. After doing this, she returned to the bedside.

The warm light reflected on Xie Mingyuan's profile, and his usually cold eyebrows became a little softer.

Song Yuening sat down by the bed, stretched out her hand and put the back of her hand on his forehead to check the temperature. After making sure it had cooled down, she was ready to go to the kitchen to heat some water.

He had sweated so much just now. If he didn't replenish some water, he might become dehydrated.

Song Yuening was about to stand up when the unconscious man behind him suddenly made a move.

However, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Xie Mingyuan and pulled hard, and Song Yuening fell backwards.

"Hey!"

Song Yuening only had time to scream. When she came to her senses again, her upper body had already fallen on Xie Mingyuan's body.

The familiar cold fragrance of cedar enveloped her overwhelmingly. Song Yuening's whole body stiffened and she stared blankly at Xie Mingyuan slowly opening his eyes, not knowing how to react.

"Song Yue...Teacher Song?"

Xie Mingyuan's deep and hoarse voice sounded above her head, and his eyes fell on her, his eyes dark.

Song Yuening's heartbeat skipped half a beat, and then started beating faster again.

She hurriedly climbed up from him. During this process, she pressed her palm somewhere, causing Xie Mingyuan to groan.

"Mr. Xie, how do you feel? Are you uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Song Yuening's face was stained with a faint blush, and she pretended to be calm when she spoke.

Seeing that Xie Mingyuan seemed to want to get up, she paused, then stepped forward to support him, and placed a soft pillow behind his waist to make him more comfortable.

"This is what your family doctor left behind. He told me to make sure you finish eating after you wake up."

Xie Mingyuan took her hand and drank all the warm water, and his hoarse voice recovered a little.

"Thank you, Teacher Song."

Song Yuening shook her head and said softly: "Don't say thank you. You have helped me so much before. This is what I should do."

After saying that, she raised her eyes to look into Xie Mingyuan's eyes. After seeing the dark color under his eyes, she quickly looked away as if she had been burned.

"You stay here tonight and I'll sleep next door. If you feel uncomfortable in any way, please feel free to contact me."

After Song Yuening finished speaking, he quickly left the room.

She didn't look back, so naturally she didn't know. After she turned around, Xie Mingyuan's burning gaze followed her figure. It wasn't until she closed the door of the room and the figure completely disappeared that she withdrew her gaze.

(End of this chapter)