The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 217 You are not allowed to run anymore.

When Xiao Yan came back, Qiao Mo's face was pale.

He was stunned, and strode forward with long legs. Only when he came to her side did Qiao Mo realize that Xiao Yan had returned.

"You... are back. Is the meeting over? Is it going well?"

Jomo stood up quickly, looking at him with concern in his reddish eyes.

Xiao Yan frowned, held her arm, and said worriedly: "Your condition is not right, Xiao Mo, do you have something to hide from me?"

Obviously, since arriving in Switzerland yesterday and this morning, Jomo's mood has been normal.

Qiao Mo bit his lip, lowered his eyes slightly, and evaded: "How can I? I don't. It's just that I'm really hungry."

Xiao Yan was dubious, pursed his thin lips, and sighed: "Okay, let's go to the downstairs restaurant for dinner."

Just as Xiao Yan was about to take her out for dinner, Qiao Mo suddenly lowered his face and reached out to grab his wrist, "A Yan."

Her voice was soft and waxy, and it sounded a little pitiful.

Xiao Yan looked back, "Huh? What's the matter?"

"We...don't go to the restaurant."

"Didn't you say you were hungry?"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips and said, "If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, let's go to a nearby supermarket to buy some food and rice, and then go home and cook."

What's more, she is pregnant now, and she really doesn't have much appetite for those steaks abroad.

What's more, she just wants to go home with him, be alone, and eat the meals he cooked.

Seeing her pale face, Xiao Yan sighed and hugged her, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

……

After Xiao Yan and Qiao Mo bought a lot of food from the supermarket, Xiao Yan started cooking in the kitchen.

Jomo stood aside, watching him cook intently, occasionally cutting vegetables for him.

Perhaps because she was too absent-minded, when cutting carrots, the sharp edge of the knife cut across her delicate fingers, and large beads of blood burst out of her skin for a while.

Jomo put down the knife, "Hiss..."

Xiao Yan heard the movement, looked up at her, and saw that her fingers had been cut by a knife, frowned and pursed her lips, and lightly reprimanded her: "What are you doing, you are absent-minded?"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, but his eyes were focused, watching him treat her wound and carefully bandage it.

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and said, "You better stop chopping vegetables, just stand aside and wait to eat."

Xiao Yan's index finger, which was cut by the kitchen knife, was tightly wrapped in gauze, and it looked a little bloated.

Jomo reached out and hugged his waist, rubbing his small face in his arms.

"Ayan, you are so kind to me. If I leave you in the future, I will not even be able to take care of myself. Did you...do it on purpose?"

Jomo was in his arms, and she closed her eyes gently. She said these words in the most relaxed manner, but there were countless sorrows and pains rolling in her heart.

Xiao Yan lowered his head, kissed her forehead and eyes, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "What are you doing leaving?"

She can enjoy his love and love for her all her life.

Qiao Mo's eyes were wet, he sniffed his nose a few times, and said with a smile: "Yeah, what do you do when you leave, I will rely on you. Don't bother me in the future."

Xiao Yan hugged her, as if asking her for a promise, "Then you are not allowed to run away anymore."

Qiao Mo was taken aback, then burst into tears and smiled.

She nodded her chin, "Well, don't run away."

Her little hand clasped his big hand tightly, and said seriously: "From now on, I won't run away, I'll be by your side."

……

Since that day, Qiao Mo, Xiao Yan has not noticed anything unusual.

Her mood seemed to have eased a lot.

Jomo sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, basking in the sunlight reflected from the window, stroking his stomach with his little hands.

The baby, in her womb, grows up day by day...

Xiao Yan was dealing with matters in the company and hadn't come back yet.

Jomo was the only one in the huge villa at home.

Jomo sat on the blanket by the French window, leaning his head against the French window, quietly thinking about Lu Hailan's words.

As long as she chooses to leave Haicheng and Xiao Yan with Lu Hailan, Lu Hailan will give up her revenge on Xiao Shi.

Will Lu Hailan really...?
Qiao Mo looked down at his lower abdomen, "Baby, should Mom really leave Dad?"

As soon as Qiao Mo talked about leaving Xiao Yan, tears fell from his eyes for no reason.

Her voice was slightly choked with sobs, "But mom can't bear to..."

She couldn't bear to leave at all.

……

On the other side, Xiao's branch in Switzerland, in the president's office.

After Xiao Yan finished the meeting, the company arranged a general health check.

The secretary came in with the document in his arms and said in fluent English, "Mr. Xiao, this is the document you want."

"Okay, you go down."

The secretary said again: "President Xiao, the company is arranging for a health checkup, do you want to go for a checkup too?"

Xiao Yan first refused: "No need."

But just as he refused, he remembered what Jomo had said on the plane.

Recently, he often has headaches, and he did not go to the hospital for an examination.

The secretary walked to the door of the office and was stopped by Xiao Yan again.

The secretary asked respectfully: "Mr. Xiao, is there anything else?"

Xiao Yan said lightly: "Help me arrange a physical examination."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

……

After the secretary arranged the itinerary for the physical examination, Xiao Yan went to the health center arranged by the company for the examination.

After the inspection, when Xiao Yan was about to leave work, the secretary knocked on the office door and came in.

The secretary said: "Mr. Xiao, the inspection report has come out, but the chief doctor hopes that you can go to him to get it."

Xiao Yan was slightly taken aback, "Just help me get it."

It's just an ordinary inspection report. Is there anything special to explain?
"President Xiao, the Chief Physician specially ordered me to say something, and I want to tell you."

Xiao Yan was slightly taken aback, "Okay, then I'll go and get it."

……

The physical examination arranged by the company was almost over. When Xiao Yan rushed to get the report, there were not many people in the laboratory.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was coming, the chief physician whispered a few times to the assistant physicians around him, and all the people in the examination center withdrew, leaving only Xiao Yan and the chief physician.

Xiao Yan smiled lightly: "What's wrong with my inspection report?"

Still need the chief physician to specifically tell the secretary to go and pick it up in person?
The Chief Physician is a Swiss with blue eyes and blond hair. He raised his golden brows and handed the report to Xiao Yan, with a serious expression on his face, "Mr. Xiao, you already have a serious problem with your body, why are you still working so hard?" ?”

There are no taboos when talking to foreigners. Naturally, there are not so many rules in chatting and dialogue between Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan. You can say whatever you want.

Xiao Yan frowned slightly at the words of the chief physician. He glanced at the kraft paper bag in his hand, opened the bag, read the inspection report inside, and asked, "Big problem? How big is the problem?"

Foreigners pay great attention to physical fitness and physical health, so when the chief physician said "there is a serious physical problem", Xiao Yan actually didn't take it seriously.

Because Xiao Yan only felt that the big problems he mentioned were nothing more than a possible decline in physical fitness.

But when he saw the row of professional medical terms on the report smoothly all the way to the end, he was stunned.

The Chief Physician sighed: "Mr. Xiao, you are young and promising, but your body has such a serious condition. I suggest you to be hospitalized immediately. You also know that your second craniotomy was a fluke. If it recurs again, the cancer cells will continue to spread...Using your Chinese term, even the God of Daluo can't save you. In fact, I was very surprised that your second operation was successful. Because once brain cancer recurs, the chance of survival is lower. Very small, there are even many patients who will not choose to go to the operating table after relapse. Because it is very likely that they will never get off the operating table. Even if it is our doctor’s suggestion, it will be consistent with The family spends the last good time together."

Xiao Yan's face turned cold, his sharp eyes fell on the final diagnosis, and he said in disbelief: "I obviously recovered very well after the operation, why did this happen?"

The chief physician frowned and said, "Recovering well after surgery doesn't mean there will be no problems in the future. You should often feel headaches recently. In fact, if you relapse and have a craniotomy, even if you succeed by luck, it's hard to survive five years. Mr. Xiao, I hope you can cherish your body and be hospitalized for treatment as soon as possible. After all, your situation is not very optimistic. If you can’t control your condition this time, it’s true... you can’t even do a craniotomy. You There have been two craniotomies."

Xiao Yan had never felt such fear and panic before.

He always thought that even in the face of life and death, he would be calm, but now, his hand holding the medical report was trembling.

The chief physician repeatedly urged, "President Xiao, I hope you will consider admission to the hospital as soon as possible."

His face was cold, without any emotion, and his eyes were calm.

Xiao Yan clutched the inspection report and went back to the office.

He sat on the black executive chair, his eyes fell on the inspection report on the table blankly, and he was silent for a long time.

Until, the mobile phone on the table penetrated the quiet atmosphere and rang.

Caller ID, Jomer.

Xiao Yan's eyes were like stagnant water, and only then did there be slight fluctuations.

He paused for a long time before slowly picking up the phone.

And when he picked up the phone, his mood and tone were already normal and could no longer be normal.

The corners of his lips were even slightly raised, no different from his usual appearance on the phone with his wife.

Qiao Mo over there asked, "A Yan, are you coming back for dinner tonight?"

Xiao Yan looked at the report, but smiled lightly: "Well, come back. I'm going to get off work soon."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you to go home."

"Ayan, I... have something to tell you."

Xiao Yan sighed deeply, "Exactly, I have something to tell you too."

Jomo was taken aback, "You..."

"We'll talk when we get home."

Jomo nodded, "Okay then, I'll wait for your return."

After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, he looked at the medical examination report on the table, slender fingers, twitched the center of his eyebrows, and finally exhaled a long breath, rubbing the medical examination report with his big hands, almost crushing it, and threw the report away It went in the trash.

(End of this chapter)