Dark husband, come to the bowl

Shortly after leaving the exhibition, Nangong Junyu called.

Qian Manman didn't want to answer it. She pressed it several times, but the phone kept calling. She was tired of listening and finally picked it up.

As soon as he wanted to swear, the voice of the villa housekeeper came: "young granny, the young master is in the hospital. Hurry to the hospital."

"Sick? What's wrong? " Qian Manman was stunned.

"I don't know. It's very serious. Come on." Then the housekeeper hung up.

Qian Manman didn't think about anything, so he quickly stopped a taxi and drove to the hospital

When Nangong Yunyu woke up, Qian Manman had already left.

As soon as he wanted to sit up, he felt very sick. After a few moves, he vomited with a Whoa, and then the whole person began to feel dizzy. He quickly called the servant. When the servant saw that he didn't look right, he went to call an ambulance.

Sure enough, as soon as he was dressed, he fainted

When Qian Manman arrived at the hospital, the doctor had just finished the examination for Nangong Junyu. The cause was long-term overwork and severe physical overdraft.

Looking at the man lying in the room with a pale face, Qian Manman is really speechless.

"You stupid man! Let you work hard last night Qian Manman reproached in a low voice. She never thought that this strong man would be tired one day. Thinking about the days when he returned to the United States, he must have been working all night and all day. When others look at the bright surface, how can they know how much effort he has made in private!

"Women are really a terrible creature. They almost make me crazy." Nangong Junyu's voice came.

"You pretend to sleep!" Qian Manman frowned. It turned out that the man didn't sleep at all.

"I just woke up." Nangong Junyu smiles, pale.

"Don't move, it's dribbling!"

Nangong Junyu turned his head to take a look at it, and then said with a pathetic face, "look at how you've made me."

"Come on, I didn't force you." Thinking of last night's madness, Qian Manman gave him a white look.

"It looks like I'm really old." Nangong Junyu moved his body, and the pain was severe.

"Who made you work so hard? The doctor said you were overworked for a long time!" Qian Manman has no good airway.

"Yes? I thought I was strong. I really look old. "

"Just know."

Thinking about those days in the United States, Nangong Junyu was very emotional. He stretched out his hand that didn't drip and gently grasped Qian Manman's hand: "I just wanted to come back to you earlier."