CEO, Hold On A Moment

"Yourself?" Nanming sniffed lightly. He flatly denied her and added, "do you think you're not dying fast enough?"

Jomo frowned.

She subconsciously retorted: "that can't make you..."

In the middle of the speech, she was silent.

Because Nanming's hand was suddenly on the back of her hand. His knuckles were cool, and the strength to hold her was neither light nor heavy. When she was in a daze, he pulled her hand off her arm.

And then

Hold it in your hand.

"Jomo," he said, not only in his movements, but also in his voice. At this moment, he seemed to have a thousand words, but what he really said was only one -

"you don't owe me anything Remember

With that, he pushed her forward and seemed to hold her.

Jomo staggered.

She didn't stand at her feet and her head didn't react. Just when she was unprepared, she felt a pain behind her. Nanming seemed to put something into her body.

"Eh!"

She just had time to snort, and the whole person fell into the dark.

…………

“…… Still sleeping... "

"Then wake up and say to her..."

“……”

Indistinctly, there seems to be someone's voice nearby.

Jomo followed the direction of the sound source, as if in endless darkness, he found the light She struggled for a while, opened her eyes, and finally got rid of the chaotic dream. She woke up.

Her eyesight has returned to normal. She can see clearly. This is the ward where she used to lie.

"Miss Jo, are you awake?" The subordinate standing beside chatting noticed her for the first time, "I am..."

He tried to explain his intention.

But it's just the beginning -

"Nanming No, what about Mr. K Jomo interrupted him directly. She blurted out to ask, while speaking, the whole person has turned over from the bed and sat up, "where is he?"

She looks for Nanming in the ward, but nothing.

"Mr. K has gone." The subordinate answered truthfully, but because of this question, his face was obviously strange and unhappy, "he said you're OK, don't worry about you. I was sent by Tang Shao. I said there was a caretaker... "

Jomo didn't listen to the back.

She quickly rolled out of bed, grabbed her slippers, opened the door of the ward and ran out. She tried to chase people back, but when she saw the windows in the corridor and the sunset outside, she could not help but stop

It's dusk.

"How long has Mr. K been gone?" Jomo asked.

"I've gone about..." Behind her, the subordinate just came out of the ward, "it's been at least two hours. We didn't send someone to follow him. I guess even if we send someone, we can't keep up with him. Don't know where he went? "

Jomo's heart sank.

Two hours?

Such a long time, can leave the distance is too long, she can't catch up. Maybe Nanming has left a city now.

So, did Nanming really go to that organization?

Alone?

"Miss Joe?" Seeing her ugly face, one of her subordinates turned to worry and worry. "Do you feel uncomfortable again? Go back and lie down! I'll call the doctor for you again

Jomo waved: "no need."

She covered her heart with one hand across the suit. Now, her heart doesn't hurt at all, and she doesn't feel any twitch at all, but her whole heart cavity feels cool

If it is according to what Nanming said: the virus should be frozen. Although she does not understand the principle of freezing, as well as the way of freezing, but the existence of this coolness shows that the "freezing" really exists.

She has seven days left, and he Find a way.

For a moment, all kinds of confusion, guilt, panic, tension

All the emotions, all of them came to her mind.

She can't let Nanming do it for herself! She can't take it with ease!

But

How is she going to stop it?

"What's the matter with you, Miss Jo?" Perhaps her face is too ugly, a subordinate can not help but ask, "really not uncomfortable?"

"No..." Joe shook his head, but his eyes were empty.

She felt that her throat was very dry.

"Miss Jo, are you upset?" Another subordinate asked more directly, but this question seems to be with emotion.

Fortunately, this question didn't need to be answered by Jomo. The next moment he finished, he was stopped by another subordinate -

"what are you talking about?" Next to the subordinate denounced him, "you talk more!" As he spoke, he glared at the side, then reached out to help Jomo."No I can do it myself. " Jomo declined his kindness, turned pale and moved back to the ward step by step. Her body has no problem, she is now, completely helpless emotional drive.

"Click!"

The door of the ward was closed, blocking the two worlds inside and outside the room.

Jomo was muddled and naturally didn't notice the conversation in the corridor -

"be careful!" The subordinate who just scolded spoke. He lowered his voice, but the fierce color in his voice did not decrease. "She's Miss Qiao. Do you still want to fight with her?"

"I can't be angry..." The one who was scolded was also in an unstable mood and was still murmuring discontentedly, "she woke up and looked for Mr. K. what is this! She hugged Mr. K. It's not that I didn't see... "

"All right, all right! Anyway, the shift is almost changed. You should go back early! Remember, don't talk in front of Tang Shao... "

"I call that nonsense?"

“……”

……

They murmured for a long time, but in the end, they seemed to have no result.

…………

In the ward.

In such a big room, Jomo was sitting on the edge of the bed with a pillow in his arms.

With the fastest speed, she thought about all the methods, but found that at the end of each method, it was a dead end, which might involve more people. For example,

if she told Tang BeiYao everything, with Tang BeiYao's personality, she would not try to stop Nanming, but try her best to challenge that organization. What if it fails? Not only is she going to die, but how many people are going to catch up with her?

If she goes to stop Nanming alone, don't think about it. This method is even more impossible.

She seems to have to wait.

But that's not the way.

The hope of Nanming's successful return is too slim. If he doesn't come back, she can die with an apology to Nanming. But should she die in front of Tang BeiYao? It's cruel

"Knock!"

Two soft sounds from the door interrupted her anxiety and helplessness.

Jomo raised his head and saw Pianpian Pian standing outside the door. She has already unscrewed the door, poked her head in, and is winking at the ward -

"guess who I brought for you?"