Marriage first, love later: Young Master An, please step aside

Chapter 30

"Then tell me, under what conditions did she pass out?" The doctor was impatient, and he hated men who were violent in domestic violence the most.

When did An Chenxi encounter such an attitude? He was always pursued by others. He got up irritably and was about to leave. He just called for an assistant, but he stood up and took a look at Cheng Nianqing who was still on the hospital bed. Sitting down again, he said in a muffled voice, "We quarreled."

"Oh, arguing, why are you arguing? To what extent? Did you make a move?" The doctor asked solemnly.

An Chenxi glanced at him, "Is this a problem?"

"It's important to know what's causing it," said the doctor gravely, with wide-eyed eyes.

Lin Songning rushed to the hospital in a hurry after receiving a call from An Chenxi. Seeing that Mr. An's face was unprecedentedly ugly, with his forehead still bandaged, he gasped and asked, "Mr. An, what happened?"

"You solve it." An Chenxi turned around and left.

"Who are you? You are that man's little secretary." The doctor said in a strange way.

young secretary?Lin Songning frowned slightly, but showed a standard professional smile, "Hello."

"It's all very well done," said the doctor.

Lin Songning smiled reluctantly, "Thank you."

"Ah, why am I in the hospital again?" Cheng Nianqing, who had been in a coma for an unknown amount of time, opened her eyes again and smelled the smell of disinfectant water, and sighed. She has only been back for a few days, and how many times she has been in the hospital. It has a relationship with the hospital.

"Mr. Cheng, you're awake, how do you feel?" Lin Songning, who had finally dismissed the suspicion that she was Xiaomi raised by the boss, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Cheng Nianqing woke up, and let her deal with the company's disputes honestly. It is easier for employees to go on strike than to deal with the aunt and doctor of the Middle-aged and Elderly Junior Three Mortality Association. She doesn't want to think about the process anymore. No wonder Mr. An's face is so ugly.

"Remember to rest more when you go back, keep your eyes open, if you really can't go to practice kung fu or something." The doctor's concern still rang in Cheng Nianqing's ears. She was a little confused. The doctors in China are so strange. Why is everyone so strange and out of tune.

After sending Cheng Nianqing back to Anjia, Lin Songning said goodbye.In the middle of the night, Lin Te was asked to run up. I was really sorry for her weak woman. Cheng Nianqing smiled at her and said, "I'm really troublesome."

Lin Songning was taken aback, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "President Cheng, rest well, see you at the company tomorrow."

Aunt Fang came to open the door. When dinner was ready, Aunt Fang's family had gone back beforehand. She didn't know they were fighting. When she saw Cheng Nianqing came back, she said worriedly, "Why did Madam come back so late? It's not safe for girls to be outside. , I dare not sleep."

Seeing that Aunt Fang was worried, Cheng Nianqing felt warm and said with a smile, "I've arrived home safely."

Aunt Fang served her hot milk, and said anxiously: "Tell me, I just left for a while, and when I came back, An Shao was injured on his head, and he didn't eat dinner. He has been sleeping dull until now, Madam, go and have a look." .”

What are you looking at that dead ghost for?He likes to eat or not, Xiaoqiang must still be alive after starving to death.Cheng Nian slandered, but seeing Aunt Fang was so worried, she still knocked on An Chenxi's door reluctantly, but the door wouldn't open.

Cheng Nianqing didn't bother to go in, and said directly at the door: "Aunt Fang is very worried about you, please save yourself, I won't go in."

The door was pulled open from the inside, An Chenxi didn't turn on the light, he stood by the door like a ghost.

There was a little light in the corridor, Cheng Nian cast a glance at him, only saw the little white cloth on his forehead, it was his masterpiece.

"Are you OK."

"Are you OK."

At the same time, men and women said in unison, both of them were stunned, and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

Cheng Nianqing quickly said: "I want to make it clear to you that the injury on your head was self-inflicted. If you do that again in the future, I won't be so light."

"So what?"

Why doesn't this man have a long memory? Cheng Nianqing put his hips on his hips, "Of course..." She was half-humber, then she reacted and glared at An Chenxi. This man actually said something out of place. How could such a thing leave her alone? said the girl.

"How are you?" An Chenxi was forced to sit there and listen to the incomprehensible doctor babbling a lot about what often fainted and led to myocardial infarction, cerebral hemorrhage and stroke. It seemed that all the serious illnesses he knew were listed. He didn't understand what a faint could cause, so, seeing Cheng Nianqing waking up alive and well, it shouldn't be like a myocardial infarction and cerebral hemorrhage.

Cheng Nianqing was a little unnatural, and she said dejectedly, "I should have asked for it myself. I know I'm dizzy, but I still beat your head to bleed. It's really bad luck."

"Bleeding." An Chenxi saw someone with such a problem for the first time, he frowned subconsciously and said, "Then what do you do when you come there every month?"

Cheng Nianqing suddenly turned pale with shock, "You rascal." She turned around and ran back to her room.

An Chenxi stood at the door, didn't realize it for a while, and ran away, and when he realized it, his face turned green, he was really busy, who cares about such trivial things as women, that is, every time Su Jiaoyang feels uncomfortable When I was lying in his bed, thinking about how difficult it is for a woman, he occasionally listened to a few words.

Thinking of Su Jiaoyang again, An Chenxi suddenly hesitated, Cheng Nianqing's slightly angry face reappeared in front of his eyes, he stood by the corridor, watching the apricot light illuminate the guest bedroom on the other side of the corridor, Although there was only a short distance away, he suddenly felt a little far away.

"Brother Song, let's go to the next middle school first, and then to the company." Cheng Nianqing said after getting into the car.

Brother Song immediately drove to No. [-] Middle School. Ning Linlin was in charge of the morning self-study. After receiving the call, she waited at the school gate. Cheng Nianqing got out of the car and handed her the brown paper bag.

Ning Linlin patted her on the shoulder and said, "Not bad, sister treats you to breakfast."

"I've had breakfast, but you're so dark. With so many photos, I was shaking after watching her sign." Cheng Nian sighed, sticking out his tongue.

Ning Linlin laughed loudly, "Originally there were only [-] sheets, but the big brother who printed them made a mistake and typed up an extra copy, thinking that resources should not be wasted, but how could she be so obedient and sign for you? In front of everyone, it is too difficult to sign dozens of papers, and you can sign a few papers and reject it."

Cheng Nianqing was also thinking about it, "I don't know, I handed her the photo, and she signed it without saying anything."

"Could it be that this news was exposed, and you were worried that your wife would deal with her?" Ning Linlin scratched her chin and fell into reasoning, "It's also possible. Driven out."

"Hey, hey, don't mention the old things, I still have to go to work." Cheng Nianqing just couldn't bear Ning Linlin's curiosity and told her a little bit, seeing Ning Linlin reasoning back to her, he quickly shook his hands and walked away. Walk.

"Hey—" Before finishing speaking, Ning Linlin was a little unhappy to see Cheng Nianqing running away, but looking at a large stack of photos, she smiled with satisfaction, having a rich wife is easy to do.

(End of this chapter)