Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 48 Who sent me to the hospital?
Huo Qiting advanced and retreated in a controlled manner, "Miss Sang, you don't have to rush to reply to me. You can think about it seriously. If you think it is feasible, contact me at any time."

Sang Yu nodded slightly, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Huo."

The car drove back to the hotel.

Huo Qiting parked the car in the open-air parking lot, turned off the engine and got out, then went around to the passenger seat to help Sang Yu open the door.

In the Maybach not far away, Cheng Xiang saw the familiar figure. He stared at it carefully and made sure he saw it correctly before he dared to speak: "Mr. Xi, that seems to be Miss Sang?"

Hearing this, Xi Jinbai opened his eyes and looked out the window, frowning slightly.

Two figures walking side by side were walking towards the hotel.

He could recognize Sang Yu just from his back.

Why did she come to Paris?

When they were at the door, a hurried passerby passed by Sang Yu and almost bumped into her. Huo Qiting blocked it with quick eyes and hands, holding Sang Yu's wrist and leaning towards her.

Then he let go and asked, "Are you okay?"

Sang Yu shook his head gently and said thank you to him.

Cheng Xiang quietly glanced at the back seat from the rearview mirror, trying to catch a glimpse of the expression on Mr. Xi's face, but it was in vain.

He has always been calm and reserved, and does not show his emotions.

When Sang Yu returned to the hotel room, Tong Tong made a video call to her.

"Yu Yu, come on, come on! Show me your trophy!"

Sang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he turned the phone camera over to show her.

Tong Tong screamed excitedly, "Ah ah ah, you are so great! I just said you can do it!"

Sang Yu pursed his lips and smiled, "I didn't expect that either."

"I declare that you can kick Aurelia! Please don't go back!" Tong Tong couldn't help but raise her voice, "That vice president told him to get out of here!"

Sang Yu laughed and told her that Mr. Huo wanted to invest in himself.

Tong Tong was surprised after hearing this, "Is it true that Teacher Yang's son wants to invest in you to establish your own brand? This is a good thing! This way you can create whatever you want!"

Sang Yu nodded, "Well, it is indeed a good opportunity for me. I want to wait until I resolve the matter of resignation before I reply to him."

Tong Tong couldn't wait to say: "I made some money from advertising, and I also want to be a shareholder! How can I be short of this incredible wealth!"

Sang Yu declined her kindness, "Tongtong, I appreciate your kindness. I have saved some money in the past few years, which should be enough."

Tong Tong pretended to be displeased, "Tsk, what do you mean, you don't want to take me with you if you have a chance to make money?"

"It doesn't necessarily make money."

Establishing a new brand is also a start-up. The future is full of unknowns and uncertainties, and Sang Yu is not absolutely sure.

Tong Tong ordered her, "Remove the word 'no'! Just because the half-sugar series you designed sells so well, it will definitely be better to establish your own brand!"

Sang Yu smiled with a smile on his face, "Okay, let me lend you your good words and I will work hard."
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At ten o'clock in the evening, Xi Jinbai finished the entertainment, returned to the car, raised his hand and pinched his brow bone.

"Have you found it?"

A low, deep voice sounded in the quiet car.

Cheng Xiang knew what he was asking, "Ms. Sang is here to attend the award ceremony. Her work won the silver medal and the best newcomer award in this international design competition."

Xi Jinbai was not surprised. He knew from the beginning that she had great potential.

Cheng Xiang paused for a moment and then reported: "Mr. Xi, I also received news that Miss Sang is resigning."

He originally joined a company gossip group chat, and a few hours ago he accidentally saw someone in the group discussing Sang Yu's resignation.

Xi Jinbai raised his eyes with cold eyes, "The reason."

Cheng Xiang answered truthfully: "It is said that a VIP complained to Miss Sang. The specific reason is not yet known."

It was early morning on Hong Kong Island, and it was impossible for him to ask at this time.

Xi Jinbai's eyes were deep and his voice was very calm: "Go back to the hotel."
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Probably because he was exhausted from working hard these days and traveling long distances, Sang Yu developed a fever in the middle of the night. He felt uncomfortable all over, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't even get up to drink water.

"Buzzing-" I could vaguely hear the phone vibrating next to my ear.

She was forced to open her eyes, but she couldn't see anything clearly in front of her eyes, so she had to rely on intuition to connect.

"Hey……"

My voice was so hoarse that I could hardly speak.

"sick?"

The voice in the receiver was familiar.

But now she has lost the ability to distinguish, and just murmured in a daze: "I feel so uncomfortable..."

I don't know when the phone was hung up.

In the dream, Sang Yu felt like he was falling into a warm embrace, and the breath between his nose was reassuring.

She rubbed it subconsciously, relying on her movements.

The lips were wet, and the warm water was fed into the mouth, and the dry lips and tongue were instantly moisturized.

Sang Yu swallowed.

She is like a dying plant in desperate need of water.

Drinking more than half a glass of water in one go relieved the dryness in your mouth.

A cold hand placed on her forehead to check her temperature.

Very hot.

The body was picked up in the air.

Sang Yu wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were too heavy.
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The next day I woke up in the hospital.

The strong smell of medicine in his nose brought Sang Yu back from his thoughts.

She looked around and found herself in the ward, stunned.

Who sent her to the hospital?

It happened that the nurse came over to check the ward and took her temperature again. The value had returned to normal. "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Sang Yu's head was still a little heavy and he couldn't remember what happened. He slowly sat up from the bed and asked the nurse: "Who sent me to the hospital?"

This nurse might not be memorable to anyone else, but the gentleman's temperament and appearance last night were really outstanding and remain fresh in people's minds. "A tall and handsome gentleman brought you here."

After that, he continued his ward rounds.

gentlemen?

Sang Yu was even more confused. She didn't know anyone else here except Teacher Yang Liwen, let alone a man. Who could enter her room and take her to the hospital?
Is it Mr. Huo?
This idea was quickly dismissed. How could Mr. Huo know that she was sick in the middle of the night.

When she was puzzled, she glanced at the time on the wall. It was already past eight o'clock. It was almost too late for her eleven o'clock flight back to China!
So he quickly opened the quilt and got out of bed.

A cufflink that came from nowhere fell to the floor with a slight sound.

The fine silver glitter on it shines in the sunlight.

Sang Yu bent down to pick it up, his eyes suddenly glazed over.

She was so familiar with these cufflinks, Xi Jinbai's personal customization.

While she was sleeping, she vaguely smelled a reassuring breath, which turned out not to be a dream.

Sang Yu didn't bother to think about how Xi Jinbai knew she was sick and sent her to the hospital. He hurriedly left the hospital and returned to the hotel to pack his things.

Hurry up and rush to the airport to check in half an hour before boarding.

Finally I had time to turn on my phone and take a look. There were two missed calls, both from Xi Jinbai.

And there was a two-minute call record at 11 o'clock last night.

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