Beloved of Bossy President

Yi Tang was stunned for a long time before he completely reacted.

He nodded hard and couldn't hide his joy: "I know! Sir, I'll go to Dr. Yang now to get some medicine and bring back his list by the way. I will bring back everything he needs as soon as possible. Don't worry, sir. I promise to finish the task well. "

Beiming night did not speak, just raised his chin, Yi Tang quickly backed out, and carefully helped him close the door.

Beiming night is still leaning on the bedside, do not want to sleep, also know that even if you lie down, will not sleep.

He just sat quietly and didn't know how long he had been sitting. Then he suddenly stood up and walked to the bar.

She lost her memory and was controlled. If even Dr. Yang could not remove the virus from her head, what kind of fate would it be waiting for her? Is it dementia, paralysis or death?

He poured the scarlet wine into the glass, then lifted the glass up and sent it to his mouth. After being pressed down, a pretty face and a small figure appeared in his head.

How can she face so many things? Should he let her come back at this time? Come back, will she be involved?

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That night, Ming didn't know how she got through it. She only knew that it was early in the morning when she drove the car back to the apartment downstairs. She helped long Chuhan to avoid the security guard of the community, walked carefully to the stairway, and helped him step by step up the stairs. When she finally got back to the apartment, it was not far from dawn.

Along the way, she was afraid that if she accidentally let long Chuhan fall down in the situation of weak hands and feet, she could only walk for a while, then she stopped to have a rest. As long as her breathing slowed down a little, she helped him to climb up.

Every time she went to a new floor, she had to look carefully to see if there was a camera that would take pictures of them. After confirming that there was no camera, she helped him to climb up.

More than ten floors After she left, she looked back and thought that she couldn't believe it. She actually climbed up with long Chuhan, who was almost twice her weight.

Tonight's all to her is both terrible and bizarre, looking back to think, the whole person still seems to live in a dream, illusory, do not know what happened is true or false, is virtual or real, but long Chuhan injury is true.

He helped him lie down on the bed and took the medicine to feed him, but he still couldn't wake up. Mingke had to smash the pill according to what he said, mix it with water and pour it in carefully.

But long Chuhan didn't wake up all the time. He just took medicine. Ten minutes later, he breathed smoothly. Even his face looked a little better. His hands were still cold. No matter how thick the quilt was, his fingers were still very cold.

He didn't dare to leave for half a step all night. For a while, he felt the heat for him. For a few hours, he didn't dare to close his eyes.

It's not easy to stay up till dawn, and the moment he wakes up. When long Chuhan wakes up, Mingke is still sitting by the bed, rubbing his palm.

Slowly see the shadow around her, and also see the worry of her eyes when she rubbed her hands. Long Chuhan now flashed a few complex looks, thin lips moving, seems to want to speak, but not even a word.

So I looked at her, quietly, until Mingke found that he woke up.

"Brother!" Seeing him wake up, Mingke's eyebrows brightened and exclaimed, "you wake up at last. How do you feel now? Are you better? Does the head still hurt? Is it difficult to breathe? "

Reach out to his forehead, although there is a little sweat on the forehead, but fortunately the temperature is not high.

"Are you hot?" When she saw the sweat on his forehead, she took a paper towel to wipe it off for him. Then she took out one of his two-layer quilt and pulled the remaining one down slightly, leaving a little space for him, so as not to let the quilt wrap him tightly.

Seeing that he just looked at himself and didn't speak, she said softly, "brother, how do you feel? Is it hard or not? Do you still need that medicine? By the way, I've fed you one since I came back yesterday. "

Long Chuhan blinked his slender eyelashes slightly, and still looked at her without speaking.

Mingke didn't know what to say to him. Knowing that he was not completely recovered, he had to wait and touch his big palm again. Finally, he didn't feel so cold.

For a long time, long Chuhan just looked at her quietly. His beautiful ink eyes, like the stars, were shining with a little clear luster. If the newborn baby was like that, there was no evil breath, clean and pure as a spring.

Finally, at least ten minutes later, he finally opened his mouth and gave a hoarse cry Water. "

Mingke immediately stood up and went outside to get him a cup of warm water. When he came back, long Chuhan had already supported himself and sat up slowly.

Mingke was busy to help him so that he could rest on the head of the bed. She looked at him and said, "brother, here comes the water."Taking the water from her hand, long Chuhan's fingertips still tremble a little, for fear that he might accidentally drop the cup from his hand. Mingke puts his hand under the cup, just in case.

He drank the whole glass of water clean at one go, and long Chuhan found out his lovely action. At the moment, there was a flash of complicated expression. The cup was handed back to her. He looked at her again and remained silent.

But Mingke seemed to understand why he was like this in an instant. She bit her lower lip, looked at him and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you."

"But your suspicions are not wrong, are they?" His voice is very hoarse, just like a serious illness just recovered, but not completely recovered, the degree of hoarseness, even the name can be heard, the heart can not stop bursts of pity.

She didn't know how to respond to this sentence. The doubt was true, but he sacrificed his life to save himself last night, and now he betrayed flying eagle for her. She always felt guilty.

"Why join the eagle?" I don't know how long it took, but she finally asked, "you know it's an evil organization. The people in it are all heinous. The international special political organization is trying its best to arrest them. All local special political organizations are targeting the people of flying eagle as the number one target of the municipal Party committee. Once there's evidence that you're a falcon, they'll deal with you Brother, you know all this, don't you? "