Forced into the Deep

Xing Zhongwan vomited in the bathroom with red eyes. I turned on the faucet and washed my face, and my stomach felt better. After eating and drinking without dinner, and being so frightened and angry at Qi Yun, I couldn't help it when I was stimulated by the sour plum.

When Xing Zhongwan came out of the bathroom, he saw Qi Yunping lying on the bed and didn't know what to think, but at first glance he knew he was sulking. Xing Zhongwan tutted. I wasn't angry, but you were still angry. After so many years, you've grown older, and the rest haven't grown.

Xing Zhongwan glanced at his watch at 3:20 in the morning, opened his mouth and yawned. Just when Qi Yun's secretary came in, Xing Zhongwan was about to open his mouth and saw the secretary quickly say, "Young Mistress, I can rest assured that you are here, now that the matter of entering the hospital under special circumstances cannot be known by the media, I will go back and deal with it first. ,Thanks a lot!"

Xing Zhongwan opened his mouth slightly and saw that the secretary quickly opened the door and went out without giving himself a chance to speak.

He couldn't take out his mobile phone and called Shen Congxin, but Shen Congxin quickly started to cry before he could speak. Said he was suffering, took Xing Zhongwan out to play, and this incident happened. He had no face to face his big cousin, and even more shame to his brother Zhongwan. He decided to face the wall and think about his own behavior and so on. A big pass. The last thing is the point. Brother Zhongwan, my eldest cousin will leave it to you. He is unrelated and unpleasant, so just listen to you and take care of him.

Xing Zhongwan's mouth twitched, you summed it up well, I admit, but don't you know that Qi Yun doesn't like me either?

Turning his head to look at Qi Yun lying on the bed alone with his eyes wide open, lost in thought, this man is thinner than before he left. Xing Zhongwan thought to himself, forget it, even if it is his fault that the knife is in his hands, he will not lose a piece of meat for a night with him.

Xing Zhongwan sat on the sofa opposite the hospital bed, and the secretary of Re Zhonggang came before his buttocks sat down and brought Xing Zhongwan a change of clothes and a computer. Xing Zhongwan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly went to the bathroom to take off his **** sweater and put on clean clothes. Then he was in a better mood and turned on the computer to have a meeting with the secretary far away in country X.

The secretary routinely reported important matters, Xing Zhongwan was leaning on the sofa halfway and listening. Finally, the secretary asked if he would come back to attend the royal dinner at the end of the month. Xing Zhongwan calculated the time and combined the ease with which Zhong Gang had just entered the ward, and quickly came to a conclusion that he would come back!

Speaking of which, he really doesn't like these kinds of occasions, but his face is always going to go away. He, a pseudo-royal who doesn't know how to turn a few corners, has to show his face.

It's been over an hour since I closed my computer. It was almost 6 o'clock, Xing Zhongwan got up and moved his muscles and bones, and Qi Yun's needle was almost done. He yawned and called the nurse to come in to pull out the needle for Qi Yun. He walked to Qi Yun's side and looked at him twice. Qi Yun's face was pale and his eyes were full of red blood. He didn't even close his eyes.

Xing Zhongwan was speechless, looking at the black bruise on the back of his white and thin hand due to the injection. Simply pull up the chair and sit beside the bed. Don't be too familiar with this action. During that short period of time, Qi Yun was lying down most of the time, and Xing Zhongwan was always sitting beside his bed. This familiar feeling made him a little bit. Akira God.

Qi Yun turned his head to look at Xing Zhongwan, who was yawning again and again. Although he seldom spoke during the conference call for more than an hour, judging from what his secretary reported, he should be very busy with his daily work. For some reason, I remembered what the little star who was dying on the day of the reunion said. It sounded ridiculous at the time, but now I think about it, but I feel a little sad. I must be very tired in the evening.

"Go back and rest, I'm much better."

Qi Yun's words awakened Xing Zhongwan, who was in deep thought. He shook his shoulders and immediately got up and said, "Then I'm leaving."

Qi Yun didn't expect his promise to be so refreshing, a burst of sourness suddenly poured into his chest and even his eyes were sore. Sure enough, in front of Xing Zhongwan, Qi Yun's strong will had to be compromised.

Xing Zhongwan walked to the door. Except for the bodyguards, there was no one in the corridor. Holding the doorknob for a while, he finally opened the door and walked out.

Walking to the elevator entrance, looking at the beating red numbers, his feet touched the ground anxiously. The elevator door opened, and there was an old mother carrying an incubator in her hand. She was probably coming to see the patient. Looking at a beautiful man at the elevator entrance, staring at the incubator in her hand, she couldn't help laughing, "Child, do you want to come in? ?"

Realizing his gaffe, Xing Zhongwan waved his hand apologetically, watched the elevator door close again, took out the cell phone in his trouser pocket and called Zhong Gang's secretary, asking her to bring some food, and finally added a good sentence. Digestive light.

After giving the order, Xing Zhongwan leaned against the wall and wanted to smoke, took the cigarette case and came out, remembering that this was the ward, and stuffed the cigarette case back into his pocket. Taking a deep breath, he sucked so hard that he was choked by the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, and he wiped his face and strode towards Qi Yun's ward.

When he opened the door and went in, he saw Qi Yun sitting on the bed and pushing away the bodyguard's hand and face as black as charcoal, trying to help him. The bodyguard on one side looked embarrassed, Xing Zhongwan knew at a glance that this was another demon, and pointed to the bodyguard as strong as an iron tower, "Don't worry about him, you go."

The bodyguards who were with Qi Yun were all from the Shen family in the early years and had heard of this young grandma. They dared to say half a word when they saw what he had said, and hurried to the side. Xing Zhongwan pointed at Qi Yun, "You, don't you just go to the bathroom, go by yourself! Quick and easy!"

When Qi Yun saw Xing Zhongwan who came back, the discomfort and regret had long since disappeared. God knows that he asked Xing Zhongwan to go back to rest, and he regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. He won't come back after he leaves. Thinking of this, his grief comes from it, and even he has a bad temper with the people around him. The wound hurts again, but I have to go to the bathroom. I don't want to be seen by outsiders. I'm on fire and I come back late.

Qi Yun suddenly felt that nothing was important. Covering his stomach, he got out of bed and walked slowly to the bathroom. The eyes of the bodyguard on one side were about to come down. Xing Zhongwan waved to him and signaled him to go out. The bodyguard walked out of the door in a trance and said a word in his mind. In the future, he would rather offend the husband than the young mistress.

Qi Yun came out of the bathroom. Xing Zhongwan had already put breakfast on the small dining table. He glanced at Qi Yun without saying hello. Qi Yun obediently walked over to bed and picked up the spoon on his side. eat up. Xing Zhongwan sat beside the bed and ate two steamed buns in one go. Qi Yun looked at him cautiously and saw him take out the computer. He quickly moved his hands on the keyboard with steamed buns in his mouth and bulging cheeks. The curvature of the corners of his mouth couldn't help but start to rise. Xing Zhongwan knew that Qi Yun was looking at him, and he didn't have time to scold him, and the boss had no right to be lazy.

Qi Yun drank half a bowl of porridge and couldn't eat it, but he put down the spoon but didn't know that Xing Zhongwan had raised his head and looked at him, "Just eat this little?"

Qi Yun paused for a while, then quickly picked up the bowl and drank half the bowl of porridge into his stomach.

When the secretary came in, he happened to see this scene, and hurriedly closed the door in fright. What did he see? What did he see? Mr. is drinking porridge with a bowl? Illusions are hallucinations.

Xing Zhongwan raised his eyebrows and went to the opposite sofa with the computer in his arms.

The secretary pushed open the door and came in, standing beside Qi Yun. Qi Yun retracted his gaze from Xing Zhongwan, and the warmth between his brows disappeared, "Speak."

The secretary glanced at Xing Zhongwan, who was typing on the keyboard beside the sofa and lowered his voice, "The person in charge of the hotel is the nephew of Minister Lin in the background. He went to your office in person this morning. You and her have always had a good relationship. I really want to. It would be inappropriate to move at this time.”

Qi Yun was in a good mood, and his eyebrows moved to signal him to continue, "As for the two men yesterday, they did have some background, but... they have something to do with General Chen, do you think..."

"That old man is not a fool. I'll help him to cause trouble outside under the banner of the Chen family. He won't say anything other than this scourge. If he's a little unhappy, then let him be. He can't stay in that position for long after his age. already."

Not to mention making Xing Zhongwan unhappy, even after seeing Xing Zhongwan's half-naked body, Qi Yun couldn't wait to dig out the eyes of those two.

The secretary understood and said that he knew what to do.

"There are some rumors that you didn't attend the meeting this morning, look..."

Qi Yun got up and pulled the quilt away, "Let's get out of the hospital."

The secretary frowned, "Your injury?"

Qi Yun stooped slightly and walked slowly to the sofa. He didn't know when Xing Zhongwan had fallen asleep with the computer in his arms. He was really tired and didn't close his eyes all night.

Qi Yun squatted with difficulty and stretched out his hand, the secretary took the blanket with eyesight, Qi Yun picked up the computer Xing Zhongwan put on his stomach and covered him tightly.

Xing Zhongwan slept soundly with his mouth slightly open, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled in reluctance. Qi Yun reached out and rubbed between his tangled brows, straightened his somewhat messy bangs, and Xing Zhongwan turned his head irritably. Qi Yun didn't care whether the secretary on the side was still standing, and no matter how painful the abdominal wound was, he bent down and kissed Xing Zhongwan's mouth. The gentle dripping water made the secretary couldn't bear to look directly.

This is definitely not the same as Qi Yun, who was about to half-dead people just now.

Qi Yun put his forehead lightly on Xing Zhongwan's forehead and the warm touch filled him with warmth.

Qi Yun curled the corners of his mouth, his long eyelashes trembled, "Sleep well, my baby."