Dear wife: please be gentle, president

The next day, fu qing woke up early in the morning. There was no color on her face. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. Her lips were dry and cracked due to lack of water, like withered petals. Her long head was scattered on her shoulders, and her inky black made her face look as pale as a sheet.

Pain ...

The pain came from her legs and her lips turned white from the pain. She was so painful that she bit her lips, but she had been trying not to cry out. This was a habit she had developed over the years.

She couldn' t let others see the weakness of others, especially the enemy!

The oxygen mask made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth and pulled it away.

What happened at the opening ceremony that day became clearer and clearer in her mind. Her eyes widened and her entire body shivered.

"Xiao qing, you're awake! You're finally awake! Han yue, you bastard, get your ass over here! President ye's method of calling people was really special, but it was absolutely forbidden for others to imitate him. After all, this was someone's private hospital and he had been his best friend for more than ten years.

When han yue heard his shout, she did not hesitate and immediately ran over to check on fu qing.

"How is it? Is there any discomfort there? Han yue asked. Although he was yelled at by ye yimo, he still maintained the basic care of the doctor. The patient's health was his highest purpose.

Fu qing's face was pale and her clear eyes were filled with pain.

She didn' t want to say it because she didn' t want others to see her weakness, but in front of ye yimo, she couldn' t hold it in and the word still came out from her dry throat.

In fact, han yue still admired this woman. After the anesthesia, her broken bone was forcefully attached to it. Indeed, it hurt a lot. She actually gritted her teeth and didn' t shout out. Her perseverance was really good, and many men couldn' t bear the pain.

"This situation is normal ..." Han yue explained to fu qing briefly about her body condition and instructed her to pay attention before leaving the room.

Ye yimo sat next to her and held her hand tightly. The warmth in his palm also comforted her. He stretched out his other hand to help fu qing tidy up her messy hair. There was a faint smile on his lips. At this moment, he really wanted to thank god.

Thank you. This woman is still alive, and he has a chance to love her.

Seeing that she wanted to get up, ye yimo sat in front of the bed and slowly picked her up, letting her lean on him. Looking at this, he really was a good man who had to be at home!

Fu qing, who was sitting up, clearly remembered that the person who pushed her down the stairs that day was zhang quting. "

Ye yimo's expression immediately changed, and his grip on her hand unconsciously tightened. However, considering that the woman he loved was suffering, he could only suppress the anger and complain unhappily," do you want to mention other irrelevant men in front of the man you love? "

"What doesn' t matter ..." Fu qing really wanted to tell him that yin anhua was very important to him, but as long as he exerted a little force, his soul seemed to have been pulled away, and he looked very weak.

She took a deep breath, and ye yimo quickly and carefully helped her lie down.

But fu qing, who was lying down, suddenly seemed to recall something. Her big eyes were staring at the ceiling as if she wanted to see a cave there.

"Xiao qing, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! Ye yimo immediately asked worriedly and couldn' t help but smoothen her head.

Fu qing suddenly turned around and looked at him. "

"As long as it's okay, as long as it's okay! "

"Did you drive away anwar and the others? "Asked he.

"I didn' t chase them away. This is a private hospital, and it's not just anyone who wants to go in!" "Ye yimo continued to speak shamelessly. Yes, everything had nothing to do with this pure and innocent man. The security guard did not allow him in!

Fu qing knew from the look on his face that this man must be playing a scoundrel again, but he couldn' t do anything to her now. Let's do this for now ...

At night, as ye yimo watched fu qing fall into a deep sleep, he suddenly stood up and shook his head, as if to remind himself that it was time to exercise his muscles.

The garage door was suddenly opened, and the headlights belonging to the car shot straight at zhang zhiqiang.

Then, he heard a familiar footsteps approaching him, which belonged exclusively to ye yimo.

The bodyguards were usually selected after strict training, but none of them had trained like ye yimo after countless life and death trials on the battlefield.

So the bodyguards around him would respect him.

Uncle yan moved a chair and ye yimo sat down straight. He didn' t speak for a long time, but his gaze was enough to make anyone's heart beat erratically.

In the end, zhang zhiqiang couldn' t help it.

"Young master ye, can you tell me what happened? "Asked zhang zhiqiang, pretending to be calm.

Ye yimo shook her head gently." Shouldn' t you tell me about this? "

Zhang zhiqiang hesitated for a long time, and his voice trembled." I heard uncle yan say that it was because of miss fu, but ..."

"But what? Ye yimo's voice was always gentle and gentle, but it made people shudder. In comparison, zhang zhiqiang was twenty years older than him, but his aura was completely defeated.

"We didn' t have much contact. Even if we did, it was through young master ye. Why is it my fault that something happened to her? "

"How did you know she was in trouble? Ye yimo continued to ask expressionlessly.

Zhang zhiqiang looked even more unnatural, so he could only explain slowly," I heard that something happened at the yin resort villa, so I guessed that something might have happened to miss fu. "

"Lie! Ye yimo took out a pocket pistol from the bodyguard's waist and aimed it at zhang zhiqiang.

"Young master ye, I' m telling the truth. "

"There were so many people attending the opening ceremony. What makes you think that xiao qing was in an accident? I didn't realize you were so smart before. "

"I just feel that apart from her, no one else can make young master ye so nervous. Zhang zhiqiang's heart was beating even harder.

There was nothing that ye yimo didn' t dare to do. This was the only conclusion he had reached after following him for so many years, and sweat began to trickle down his cheeks.