Evil CEO's Deep Love

The plane back to England had been arranged in the middle of the night. He had no time to send her to see a doctor, so he had to give her fever medicine on the plane. It's better to leave a city as soon as possible. It's too easy to leave here

The anesthetic has been used in sufficient quantity.

"More will affect the nerves..." The doctor gingerly explained that he was quite passive at Chen Ze's request, "and I can't guarantee that he won't wake up! There is a limit to the amount of anesthesia after the operation, and the patient will definitely wake up. "

It's just the difference between early and late.

And the biggest difference between morning and night is just a few hours

"I see." Chen Ze nodded with a dignified face. After several times of helplessness, he had to make a bad decision. He called someone and said, "help me find someone If you want to meet the requirements, you need it tonight! "

***

Li Beichen wakes up in the middle of the night.

His strong willpower did not allow him to sink in his lethargy. Even though the anesthetic power was not completely over, he gradually regained consciousness. Junmei frowning for a long time, that pair of deep eyes just opened, the thought of the second, his eyes color not from a dark.

The next second, he rolled over.

His upper body was bare, and he was still tied with gauze strips with blood. When he suddenly got up, the pain involved made him murmur, and a layer of cold sweat quickly exuded from his forehead. The rest of the monitoring wires were swung away by him, and they were removed to one side

The movement in the ward startles Chen Ze who is outside. He pushes the door quickly and sees Li Beichen pulling out the infusion needle.

"Li Shao!" He just had time to exclaim, and then he saw the blood gushing out from the pinhole quickly. Chen Ze looked tight and quickly reached out to help him, "what are you doing? The gunshot wound on your back can't be moved at will! "

"Little hurt." He threw out two words coldly, insisted on getting down from the hospital bed, fished out the clothes hanging beside him, and wanted to go out, "I have something to do."

He can't ask, he can't verify, he can't believe.

He watched her car explode, but he couldn't help it. Now, he does not dare to ask Mu Yao how? I dare not ask where moyao is? He can only panic out, head a blank to want to leave here Go find her.

"Li Shao!" Chen Ze panicked and watched the wound on his back split, and the bright red blood quickly wetted the white gauze. And he was still shivering, trying to put on his clothes and leave

What is a minor injury?

Chen Ze couldn't bear it. He snatched the clothes from Li Beichen's hands and cried out: "Li Shao, calm down! Miss Mu is not dead

"What?" Li Beichen's body was stiff, and the cold, dark and gloomy all over his body suddenly closed. Even the fundus of his eyes could see the clear ecstasy and hope, "really? Where is she? "

At this moment, he seems to see a lost and recovered miracle.

"Miss mu, she..." Chen Ze frowned, bit his teeth, and said, "she was burned in the explosion, but her life is not in danger! I asked her to come and see you! Would you like to bandage the wound again first? "

Chen Ze's voice was almost imploring. He saw the blood behind Li Beichen oozing from the gauze, winding down his back

"She's burned?" Li Beichen frowns, still can't help but worry, "what kind of injury?"

Chen Ze has pressed the pager and quickly finds the doctor to force Li Beichen back. And he also avoided answering Li Beichen's question directly, leaving only one sentence: "I'll call Miss Mu to come here", and ran out in a hurry

"I'm burned I'm burned... "

At the end of the corridor, there is a woman who is practicing her pronunciation repeatedly. She is the person who was urgently called here tonight. She is a college student in the performance department. Her name is Xiaoya. In such a big city, it's not difficult to find a person who can imitate pronunciation and is similar to moyao.

Only in appearance, only with the help of this explosion.

"How are you doing?" Chen Ze walks over to her, and the doctor is putting many gauze and bandages on her face to hide her original appearance, only showing her eyes Clear and clean.

At first glance, she really looks like Yiyao.

"Cough," Xiaoya cleared her throat, nodded and smile, "don't worry, brother chenze, I won't show you."

Chen zeyizheng: the voice is really imitated like

"I just need to comfort Mr. Li to take good care of my injury? If I pretend to be muyao, how can I answer if he asks me about what happened before? " She imitates vividly, blinks a pair of innocent big eyes, and really has a look of admiration. "Shall I go in now? Elder brother Chen Ze

"You play for yourself." Chen Ze frowned and gave her a place, never forgetting to ask, "pay attention to address."

"Good!" Xiaoya waved her hand and ran towards the ward.

Her task is to comfort Mr. Li until he has recovered his wounds.

She felt that It should not be difficult.

***

the ward is full of the smell of disinfectant.When Xiaoya pushed the door in, several doctors were still dressing the wound in the room. There was a handsome young man sitting on the bed. He looked a little weak. Hearing her opening the door, he suddenly looked up and looked like a shuttle.

Xiaoya's step is stiff, and her mind also follows.

How young!

How handsome!

Just now, she once thought that the so-called "President Li" should be nearly middle-aged

"Miss mu," the doctor was arranged by Chen Ze. While Li Beichen was still looking at her, they spoke first and quietly confirmed her identity, "you wait a little longer, we'll be able to wrap it in a minute."

Xiaoya didn't speak, just stood far away in the corner, nodded obediently.

Li Beichen's eyes always stay on her body, the doctor's hand is light or heavy, his injury is pain or not, he did not mind. His eyes locked on the people at the door, and he raised his hand to stop him when the doctor tried to plug in the infusion needle again.

"Why don't you talk?" He opened his mouth with a sort of trial in his low voice.

Xiaoya shrinks to the wall and buries her head wrongly: "I'm scalded It's ugly. "

Exactly the same voice, plus this commissar aggrieved small appearance, Li Beichen looked at not from a burst of heartache, toward her hand: "come here."

He turned aside and gave her a place at the edge of the bed: "it's ok Muyao, come to me. "

Xiaoya hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved over, carefully sat down next to him, eyes are dodging, dare not look at him. She was afraid that if she was so close, Li Beichen would see something, but Chen Ze explained that she couldn't avoid it too much.

"Li Li Beichen She almost blurted out the sentence "general manager Li" and then said to him, "turn around! I want to see your wound

"I'm fine." He said so, but turned obediently.

Xiaoya shunshi avoid her injury, leaning on his other side of the shoulder: "Li Beichen! Don't move! This is how we Li Beichen, would you like me to lean on you for a while

It's chilly in spring, and it's chilly at the airport in the middle of the night.

VIP waiting room, sparsely populated - in addition to a female star and her makeup artist, only a middle-aged foreign man, with a wheelchair pushing another person. The people in the wheelchair were wrapped up so tightly that they could not see their faces at all.

The voice of the mobile phone rang out in the empty waiting room.

"Sister Sangyu." Xiaojing frowned, looked at the number in embarrassment, and handed the mobile phone to him They should be urging us again. Just now, their words are not very pleasant! "

"Connect me." Qiao Sangyu's face sank. He took the phone and stood up with great momentum.

The people on the other end of the phone had a bad tone. Almost the second the call was connected, they began to complain and curse, nothing more than a few words -

"what's the matter with your actors? I've made an appointment to stay up all night? "

"Is there any professional ethics?"

"Is there integrity?"

“……”

Before he scolded the fourth sentence, Qiao Sangyu could not bear it: "what do you mean? As I said, my best friend just got out of danger. I can only get on the plane in the evening! Now there's an accident at the airport. What are you yelling at me about? "

"Miss Joe?" The other party was stunned.

"Yes Qiao Sangyu continued to be unreasonable, "this is your usual attitude to my assistant? If I hadn't answered the phone, when would you have scolded me? What's it to us that the plane is late? "

She let out her anger and scolded the other side.

She was also bored -

in the evening, she rushed to the airport in a hurry, but was told that there was a wrecker on fire on the apron of the airport. Now the whole runway has to be cleaned up, many planes are late, and she is late in the middle of the night.

How could it catch fire for no reason? There will be no news about this kind of thing at the airport. At that time, the media will start to fire her and deliberately play a big card

Depressed!

***

after he hung up, Qiao Sangyu just came back and Xiaojing had bought two hot drinks: "sister Sangyu, please calm down and have a drink."

Qiao Sangyu answered, the corner of his eye just saw the middle-aged man sitting there, and seemed to look in her direction.

After thinking about it, she simply took two cups of hot drinks and said, "Xiaojing, you can buy two more."

"Ah?"

"People trapped at the airport." Qiao Sangyu shrugged and gave a sign in the other direction, "take care of others."

***

"uncle, please have a drink." As she passed by with her things, the housekeeper's eyes turned to alert and looked at Qiao Sangyu without speaking. Qiao Sangyu embarrassed Leng Leng, and changed English and Japanese, the other side did not respond."Er..." She can only speak these three languages. Qiao Sangyu can only point to the person in the wheelchair, "this is Can he speak a little Chinese? orenglish？”

As she spoke, she took two steps closer to the wheelchair.

But before meeting the person above, the housekeeper stood up abruptly and said in a low voice, "don't touch her!"

Qiao Sangyu was startled by his reaction. She could not help but step back. The hot drink in her hand was not steady. She fell to the ground with a bang and splashed her shoes. She frowned unhappily and complained, "do you speak Chinese? I really don't know a good heart.... "

She murmured and leaned over to pick up the paper cup. She didn't want to pay any attention to the strange middle-aged man. She just looked at the person in the wheelchair at the moment when she got up. From her point of view, she could see the other person's face under the brim of his hat

Qiao Sangyu is another joy.

This Isn't it Mu Yao?

"Moyao?" Qiao Sangyu opened his mouth in amazement, let go of the cup and went up. But before he met Mu Yao, the housekeeper had already stepped in front of the wheelchair with a fierce and serious attitude --

"don't touch her! Miss, please do what you should do

The implication is to ask her to mind her own business.

The housekeeper then took the wheelchair and tried to push muyao away, but before he had time to move forward, Qiao Sangyu ran after him and clasped the other end of the wheelchair with his palm, saying: "wait! She's my friend! Who are you? "

At the same time, she abruptly lifted Mu Yao's hat and shook her shoulder: "Mu Yao, wake up!"

The man in the wheelchair didn't move, just gave out a shallow murmur and hung his head down again.

"Moyao?" Qiao Sangyu leaned over anxiously and got close to Mu Yao. Then he smelled the strong smell of wine on her body. He could feel her hot body temperature with a touch of his hand. This situation, let Qiao Sangyu instantly thought of some possibility, immediately angry.