Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"What?" Xue he exclaimed.

Xue he asked for some specific details, hung up in a hurry, and then drove to the hospital.

This morning, Han Qichen got up early. Aunt Cui had already made breakfast for him to eat, but because there was an emergency meeting, Han Qichen went to the company without breakfast.

After the meeting for three hours, Han Qichen was exhausted. After returning to the office, he drank a cup of black coffee and continued to read the documents. Half a grain of rice was not sticky at noon, so his gastritis turned over.

If the manager of the personnel department did not go to the office to look for him, no one found him lying on the table with stomach spasm and could not speak out with pain.

After he was sent to the hospital, Xue he also received a call from assistant Jiang.

Driving, Xue he can only concentrate and concentrate. She doesn't dare to think much and is afraid of what will happen after she is distracted.

All the way, the car soon drove to the hospital. After parking, Xue he called to ask the ward number and ran away in a hurry.

At the door of the ward, the subordinates of several companies stood worried, and saw Xue he coming, they rushed up.

"How is he?" Xue he gasped and looked at them.

"Some drops have been hung up after the doctor's examination, but we don't know the situation. Assistant Jiang is asking the doctor there!" HR manager explained to Xue he.

Xue he nodded, sighed and walked into the ward.

Han Qichen was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His face was very pale and his lips were dry and peeling.

Seeing his appearance, Xue he felt as if he had been pricked by an awl.

She sat on the stool beside the bed, holding his hand, which was not dripping, with both hands. His hand is very slender, almost no meat on the hand, feel hard some hurt.

"Why are you so stupid?" Xue he looked at his face painfully and murmured in a low voice: "how can the work finally be more important than the body? You are What if my body and I are ruined

She said, a drop of crystal tears fell down on the back of his hand.

Xue he gently wiped away the tears, but more tears in the corner of his eyes were like broken pillars, falling down constantly.

When Han Qichen woke up from a quiet sleep, it was almost evening. He opened his eyes vaguely and entered the dim darkness.

Long eyebrows wrinkled, he took a few deep breaths, slowly sat up from the bed, after sitting up, he noticed that there was still a person lying on the bed.

Han Qichen's action stopped, he looked at Xue he lying asleep beside the bed, her existence just awakened his memory.

A morning of high-intensity work made him mentally tired, and his stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, issued a strong warning under the stimulation of black coffee. He remembered reading a very important document, thinking that after the pain had passed, everything would be OK. But his perfunctory behavior was punished. After the stomach spasm, he was sweating with pain and hardly had the strength to speak.

Later, there was tinnitus and dizzy. He saw someone break into the office. The man yelled, but he couldn't hear the specific voice. Later, it seemed that an ambulance was called and the nurse carried him onto a stretcher, and then he was not clear.