Domineering president, forgive me

Looking at Jiang Qingwei like that, in fact, Allen's heart is not as happy as he imagined, and even a little angry.

"Don't you want to talk? Don't you want to talk? Yes? I took off your oxygen mask and you stopped talking? Did you do it on purpose? "

Allen excitedly tugged at Jiang Qingwei's collar, which meant to beat Jiang Qingwei up.

If it hadn't been for Jiang Qingwei who has become what he is now, Allen might have been able to do that.

"Are you talking? Don't you want to hear me call you dad? Don't you want me to admit your existence? Aren't you going to let me go back to Jiang's house? You beg me, as long as you beg me, I can call you dad now, you beg me, beg me! "

Jiang Qingwei couldn't breathe, but he felt very guilty when he saw that Allen had become like this.

If it weren't for him, things wouldn't be like this, but if I knew it early... There's no if.

As if she saw what Jiang Qingwei was thinking, Ellens loosened her hand, sorted out her clothes, sat back in her chair, took the fruit knife on the head cabinet and scratched on Jiang Qingwei's neck. She was not worried about whether she would accidentally hurt Jiang Qingwei.

Jiang Qingwei can obviously feel the cold touch of the blade on his neck, but he can't move at all. It's like meat on a felt board, which can only be slaughtered.

Noticing that Jiang Qingwei was trembling, Allen laughed a lot more happily and said in a low voice:

"You're afraid, aren't you? You're afraid of death, aren't you? Then guess if my mother was scared when she died. Is she the same as you are now? "

Hearing Ellens mention his mother, Jiang Qingwei's eyes instantly turn red.

Ellens, however, seemed to be stimulated by something. She suddenly stabbed the fruit knife into the table, looked at Jiang Qingwei angrily and shouted:

"Put away your hypocritical face. My mother doesn't need you to pity. You know what you've done yourself. Who are you going to show it to now? Show me? I'm really sorry. I don't eat this. "

Ellens stood up with a slight effort on her wrist, took out the fruit knife and smiled at Jiang Qingwei.

"Go to hell. Go with my mother. Go to the world and apologize to my mother. You don't need to perform any guilt drama here. If you really feel sorry for me and feel guilty, go to hell."

His knife was once again placed on Jiang Qingwei's neck. With a gentle stroke, blood beads jumped out.

"Go to hell. You're just relieved when you die, aren't you? Don't you think it's really hard to lie in bed so motionless? "

Although the wound on his neck was not big, Jiang Qingwei could feel it. Even his son, who owed so much and had not been with him for so many years, wanted to let him die.

Seeing Allen pick up the knife again, Jiang Qingwei breathed excitedly. He was angry and anxious. His blood pressure soared all the way, which directly triggered the alarm.

Hearing the alarm, Allen felt a chill in his eyes. He really wanted to give Jiang Qingwei an understanding. But on second thought, his mother suffered so many sins and pain. Wouldn't it be too cheap for Jiang Qingwei to die like this?

With this in mind, Allen put down the fruit knife in his hand, threw it on the fruit plate at will, leaned over and whispered in Jiang Qingwei's ear:

"You'd better die like this. It's cheap for you. If you survive, I will torture you until life is better than death."

Allen looked at Jiang Qingwei with a shallow smile and a gentle face. If his eyes could be a little gentle, Jiang Qingwei would doubt whether he had heard wrong just now.

"Let's try and see if you live happily or die happily."

Seeing that the time was almost over, Allen stopped staying. He gently tucked Jiang Qingwei in and left with a smile.

What is retribution? This is retribution. If he had been better to Ellen at first, even if it was just better, things would not be like this.

Almost as soon as Allen left, the doctor and the nurse hurried over and helped Jiang Qingwei control his condition.

I don't know whether he was stimulated by Allen just now or whether the medical staff came too slowly. Jiang Qingwei just struggled twice and hung his hands powerlessly.

"Quickly, inform Mr. Jiang to prepare the operating room!"

Jiang Yuanzhou learned that Jiang Qingwei was critically ill and was undergoing surgery when he just came out of the company.

"How could this happen? Didn't you call just now and say it's getting better? How can it be like this? "

The nurse didn't know what had happened. She could only say what she knew. She even said that Jiang Qingwei's condition had improved just now. Maybe it was just a reflection.

Jiang Yuanzhou hung up the phone with a cold face and hurried to the hospital.

When Jiang Yuanzhou arrived, murongqiu arrived almost at the same time, with no steamed stuffed buns around him.

"How's it going? How's your father? Where's the doctor? What did the doctor say? "

"Mom, don't get excited. The doctor hasn't come out yet. The operation is still going on." Holding murongqiu to sit down in a chair, Jiang Yuanzhou asked, "where are the steamed stuffed buns? Why don't you bring him with you? "

"What did he do when a child came to the hospital?" Murongqiu didn't care much. He said, as if he suddenly remembered something. He looked up at Jiang Yuanzhou and continued: "don't worry, the Housekeeper will take good care of the steamed stuffed bun. You don't have to worry about Xiang Qing, and the bodyguard will take good care of her."

She pursed her lips. Although she didn't agree with murongqiu's statement and practice, Jiang Yuanzhou couldn't rush back immediately or ask someone to bring the steamed stuffed bun.

"Mr. Jiang, someone asked me to give it to you just now."

The nurse suddenly handed over a small note. Just as Jiang Yuanzhou wanted to see what the content was, the light in the operating room went out.

As soon as murongqiu saw the doctor coming out, he immediately stepped forward, held the doctor's hand tightly and asked nervously:

"How's it going, doctor? Is everyone okay? Does it matter? "

The doctor frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "the situation is not very optimistic."

"In fact, in the afternoon, Mr. Jiang's condition basically stabilized, but just now I don't know who stimulated him, causing the patient's blood pressure to soar all the way, and there is the possibility of cerebral hemorrhage."

"Now these are just judgments. Specifically, we need to see Mr. Jiang's recovery and whether he can wake up again."