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

Chapter 228 His eyes seemed to eat her
After getting off the plane and returning to Haicheng, Xiao Yan's complexion remained very bad. After returning to Xinyuan Villa, Xiao Yan went upstairs to rest again.

He seems to be sleep deprived recently.

On the contrary, Qiao Mo was full of energy and went to the kitchen to concentrate on making porridge for Xiao Yan.

When he wakes up, he must be hungry. Drinking a bowl of hot porridge will make his stomach feel better.

After Qiao Mo cooked the porridge, he climbed upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and walked in lightly, but the person who was lying on the bed was no longer there.

Qiao Mo was startled, and called out, "A Yan?"

The bathroom door was closed tightly.

Qiao Mo ran to knock on the door and asked, "A Yan? Are you inside?"

Except for the sound of vomiting, there was no answer.

Qiao Mo was a little anxious, "A Yan, what's the matter with you? Can you open the door?"

Xiao Yan squatted by the toilet, vomited, flushed it, ignored the knock on the door, rinsed his mouth, turned on the faucet, and washed his face with cold water.

His face became paler and more haggard.

Qiao Mo knocked on the door desperately outside in a hurry. After a while, Xiao Yan opened the door. Looking at the flustered Qiao Mo, he stretched out his hand, hugged her, closed his eyes tightly, and explained: "I caught a cold and threw up."

Qiao Mo remembered that when he touched his forehead just now, it was very cold.

Jomo asked worriedly, "Then what should I do...do I need to see a doctor?"

Xiao Yan refused: "No need, just get some sleep."

Qiao Mo was ignorant and worried. She cooked plain porridge and brought it up, "A Yan, I cooked some porridge. You can continue to rest after eating."

Jomo is very good at taking care of her sick husband and takes the initiative to feed him.

Xiao Yan ate it one bite at a time, his eyes fixed on her little face all the time.

He seemed to want to see her face into the deepest part of his eyes, the deepest part of his mind, so that he would never forget it.

Jomo asked with a smile, "Why are you looking at me like this? It seems like you're going to eat someone."

Xiao Yan hugged her, kissed her neck, and exhaled heavily, "I want to eat you."

Qiao Mo blushed and refused: "I'm too tired tonight, I can't."

And, he was sick again.

In addition, she was still pregnant with a child, so it was indeed not suitable to do such a thing at this time.

Xiao Yan finished his porridge and fell asleep again.

Jomo stared at his sleeping face for a long time, and fell asleep too.

……

The morning sun poured through the curtains, warm, and the white curtains were blown.

When Qiao Mo woke up, it was already past ten o'clock, and Xiao Yan was still awake.

She got out of bed and washed up, but the person on the bed was still awake, she ran over, bowed her head and kissed him, but there was no response, she called him softly: "Ayan? Ayan? It's ten o'clock."

The person on the bed seemed to have passed out, without any reaction.

Jomo was dazed and panicked for a moment, and she patted his cheek suddenly, it was cold.

Panic exploded in an instant.

"Xiao Yan? Xiao Yan? Ah Yan! Wake up!"

But no matter how she shakes, this person seems to be dead, unable to hear her cries.

Qiao Mo was in a hurry, found his mobile phone in a hurry, and called the emergency number!

……

The ambulance arrived soon, Xiao Yan was lying in the ambulance, Qiao Mo held his hand tightly all the time, tears fell on Xiao Yan's closed eyelids.

Zhao Qian also rushed to the hospital very quickly, his eyes shrank fiercely, as if he realized something.

The BOSS has already begun to appear in a coma state, has it reached the point of no cure?

In the hospital, Xiao Yan was pushed into the emergency room.

Jomer couldn't help crying, shivering all over.

She asked with red eyes: "Assistant Zhao, what happened to Ah Yan? How did this happen?"

Zhao Qian pursed his lips, swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue, frowned, and said, "Madam, it might just be an accident, the boss will be fine."

For so many years, he has been by the boss's side, without Xiao Yan's order, he never made decisions without authorization.

Qiao Mo was at a loss, so Zhao Qian had no choice but to comfort Qiao Mo and said, "Madam, don't worry too much. Our BOSS has a hard life. It will be auspicious."

Jomo nodded helplessly.

Zhao Qian, who just arrived ahead of schedule, has already ordered everything, and will rescue the doctor later, and will not talk nonsense.

As time passed by, Jomer wandered in a daze in the dark corridor.

She caressed her lower abdomen, looked at her and Xiao Yan's child, and murmured to herself: "Baby, Dad will be fine, right?"

When the doctor in the white coat came out from the emergency room, Qiao Mo hurried over and asked the attending doctor, "Doctor, how is my husband?"

Zhao Qian and the doctor exchanged a look.

The doctor smiled lightly at Qiao Mo to express his comfort: "Mrs. Xiao, you don't have to worry. Mr. Xiao is fine. It's just a temporary shock. He may have hypoglycemia due to lack of rest."

Jomo's eyes were wide open, not wanting to miss every word the doctor said, "You...are you telling the truth?"

Xiao Yan's appearance in the morning frightened her, shock caused by hypoglycemia?But he obviously looks very serious.

The doctor pushed down his glasses, "Of course, Mr. Xiao is in good health. Mrs. Xiao doesn't have to worry too much. After a while, Mr. Xiao will be transferred to the general ward, and you can go see him."

Only then did Jomo feel a little relieved.

Behind him, Zhao Qian let out a barely audible sigh.

After Xiao Yan was transferred to the general ward, Qiao Mo stood outside for a long time, looking at the pale people inside, feeling flustered.

Zhao Qian stood beside her and asked, "Madam, why don't you go in and see the boss?"

Qiao Mo put his hands against the glass, his eyes were red, and he looked at the scene inside. For a moment, he felt a sense of parting from life and death. He sniffed and said, "He looks so tired. I don't even have the courage to go in. I'm so afraid of disturbing him." until he rests."

Xiao Yan was lying there, haggard and pale, wearing a clean blue and white striped hospital gown, with a clear and elegant demeanor, obviously such a domineering person, he shouldn't be lying here.

The Xiao Yan in Qiao Mo's memory shouldn't be so fragile.

Through the glass, her fingers were outlining the outline of his handsome face, and she murmured: "Why did you become so fragile in a blink of an eye?"

Zhao Qian saw that his wife's fingers were gently drawing on the glass along the outline of the man's face on the hospital bed.

Fingertips, lingering.

Zhao Qian pursed his lips. Many times, facing such a life and death, he no longer knew what kind of comforting words to say.What's more, my wife still doesn't know the real condition of BOSS.

If you know...

Qiao Mo sniffled, finally put down his hands, with a downcast face, he opened the door lightly and went in.

Zhao Qian glanced inside, turned around, went to the doctor's office, and asked about the situation.

Zhao Qian went to the doctor's office and asked straight to the point: "Boss is in shock this time, does it mean that surgery must be performed in a short time?"

The doctor pondered for a while, and said truthfully: "Mr. Xiao's condition is very bad. There is already serious bleeding in the brain, and the cancer cells are spreading rapidly, and it is the third recurrence. Whether it is surgery or not, The risks are enormous.”

Zhao Qian asked again: "If you don't have surgery, how long can you live at most?"

"Like Mr. Xiao's condition, the cancer cells have been spreading rapidly. If no measures are taken, it may take a few months at most, or at least..."

……

Zhao Qian came out of the doctor's office with a heavy heart. He stood outside the ward, looked at Qiao Mo inside, and sat beside the boss, guarding him all the time.

They didn't know that there was also a little girl hiding in God's heart.

From 28 years old to 35 years old, seven years have never changed.

Zhao Qian closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to recall anymore, even an outsider like him couldn't bear to think about Xiao Yan's sad past.

What's more, my wife...

Qiao Mo was in the ward, gently holding Xiao Yan's long and clean hand, the man's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a soft black lake, Qiao Mo couldn't help lowering his head, and kissed him lightly, falling on his eyelids.

Qiao Mo's clear eyes gradually became blurred. He bit his lower lip, and a hot tear finally fell on the center of his brow.

She leaned on his ear and whispered: "You must wake up quickly, my baby and I are still waiting for you to take us to travel around the world."

He promised her that he would take her around the world.

Go to the Antarctic to see penguins, and go to the North Pole to see the aurora.

she won't forget...

As long as Xiao Yan can wake up, she will definitely not quarrel with him again.

……

Xiao Yan's illness lasted only half a month, and Qiao Mo stayed by his side all day.

Zhao Qian didn't send Xiao's documents, not a single one.

Xiao Yan laughed, Zhao Qian has never advocated without authorization, this is the first time to make decisions without authorization.

There were no documents to read, and his hands were empty. Seeing that he looked a little disappointed, Jomo picked up the entertainment magazine on the side and read it to him.

Xiao Yan was also dumbfounded, scratching her nose and said, "My eyesight is fine, you still want to read to me?"

Jomo said seriously: "You have to know that people who are sick can easily lose their eyesight when they read books."

He stared at her earnest little face with burning eyes, and asked, "Is there anything else to say?"

"Yes."

Qiao Mo had already started, flicking through the magazines, as if he was looking for a more exciting and fun entertainment news, and planned to read it to him.

Xiao Yan pressed his forehead, removed the book in Qiao Mo's hand, threw it away, moved the bed, and pulled Qiao Mo up.

Jomo didn't know what he was going to do, so he took off his shoes obediently, climbed onto the bed, lay down beside him, and looked into his eyes sideways.

Asked stupidly: "Why did you ask me to come up?"

Xiao Yan looked at the red blood in the little girl's eyes: "Sleep."

Qiao Mo didn't feel sleepy, so he murmured and asked, "When will I be discharged from the hospital? Didn't it mean that it was just hypoglycemia caused by being too tired? My former classmate's hypoglycemia was worse than yours, so he hung up two bottles of glucose and was discharged."

Xiao Yan said calmly: "The doctor may want to extort money from your husband, so he wants your husband to stay here for a long time."

Jomo put his arm and the back of his hand under his ear against the bed, and said to him with a sweet smile, "Why are doctors so wicked now?"

The old Chinese doctor who saw her last time was also so wicked.

(End of this chapter)