How can she be in another man's arms
How could he let her in another man's arms!
In Mo Zhengyan's mind, these two determined thoughts rushed up almost immediately, without hesitation, he hurried forward and walked towards them.
"July, how are you?" Kang Ziwen asked.
Song Qiyue tightened her lips in pain, and said intermittently, "It's okay..."
She supported herself to stand upright, but she had no strength. When Kang Ziwen saw it, he hurriedly helped her to the infusion room, but when she looked up, she saw Mo Zhengyan coming straight on the side of the corridor. But before Song Qiyue looked up, her gaze was still on the floor, supporting herself to walk.
But suddenly, in the next second, her hand was already held by someone!
It was Mo Zhengyan who held her hand!
The bones were all held in an instant, but there was a slight pain. Song Qiyue frowned and raised her eyes, a male voice rang above her head, "Mr. Kang, thank you for taking care of my wife."
Mo Zhengyan appeared powerfully, and as soon as he caught her, he would take him away. Kang Ziwen had no intention of competing with him, and Song Qiyue was languishing at the moment, not to mention that she was indeed his. Madam, Kang Ziwen has no position to intervene if it has been certified by law in name.
Therefore, Kang Ziwen let go of his hand.
"What's the matter?" Mo Zhengyan dragged Song Qiyue back into his arms and looked down. Song Qiyue's face was pale, and he asked in shock.
Song Qiyue was just dragged by him, dizzy, really weak and unable to speak.
"Gastritis has committed, the doctor asked her to hang water!" Kang Ziwen said immediately.
Mo Zhengyan didn't have time to ask too much, so he hugged her and took her to the infusion room.
The infusion room was filled with patients who came to see the doctor. They sat separately. Mo Zhengyan looked at this place. Of course, he was dissatisfied. However, as soon as Song Qiyue sat down, he didn't want to leave.
"Change place! How to infuse here!" Mo Zhengyan shouted in a low voice.
"It's here..." Song Qiyue's voice was weak, but she was also determined.
Seeing Song Qiyue refused to leave, Kang Ziwen said, "Mr. Mo, I think it's right here. July is out of strength. Give her an infusion first!"
Seeing this, Mo Zhengyan no longer insisted, only to see that her face was still pale, but he was holding back the pain. He couldn't help but be angry and anxious, "Why did you get sick?"
In Hong Kong City that year, Song Qiyue also suffered from stomach problems. At that time, it was because of eating to hurt her stomach that she fell ill, but she had a misunderstanding, thinking she was pregnant. But now, how come I have a stomach ailment again.
"Don't you usually eat well?" Song Qiyue pursed her lips and did not respond. Mo Zhengyan asked again, "How do you take care of yourself?"
How could she make herself like this? Mo Zhengyan was really anxious!
Song Qiyue only felt noisy for a while, so noisy, constantly yelling in her ears, made her unable to calm down at all.
Therefore, her brow furrowed tighter, and finally couldn't help but utter again, "It's so noisy!"
Mo Zhengyan was stunned when he said this, and Kang Ziwen, who was watching from behind, was also stunned.
"If you take good care of yourself, it will be like this now, will I bother you!" Mo Zhengyan asked again immediately.
Where did she not take care of herself? Does he think she wants? She didn't want to! Song Qiyue was originally in pain, but now she is extremely dull. She moved her lips to speak, but she was exhausted, and she clenched her teeth in anger.
"Mr Mo, I want to let her take a break now." Kang Ziwen said.
Mo Zhengyan was irritated by her a second ago. She was already annoyed by her stomach ailment, and even more anxious. Now she is so sluggish and sleepy. If she is reluctant, she also stopped her voice. Spoke up. Just turning his head, Mo Zhengyan shouted, "Where is the nurse? Why don't you hang water?"
The nurse hurried forward. Song Qiyue finally hung up the water smoothly and sat down in the chair. Mo Zhengyan turned his head and saw the person beside him. Kang Ziwen hadn't left yet, he said, "Mr. Kang, thank you for sending it. My wife came to the hospital and is all right now, so I won't delay Mr. Kang. I can't leave now, so I won't see you off."
He started to invite Kang Ziwen, and Kang Ziwen could not feel it. Although there were still many doubts in his heart, it was not good to say more at the moment. He came to Song Qiyue and exhorted a few words, "July, let me first Go, you have a good rest, we will contact you again."
Song Qiyue opened her eyes and thanked him, "Thank you today."
"Don't be so polite." Kang Ziwen replied, and then nodded and left with Mo Zhengyan.
Kang Ziwen left here, and Mo Zhengyan asked, "How is it, is it still uncomfortable? Is it better?"
As soon as Song Qiyue heard his voice, her brows wrinkled, but she closed her eyes again, without saying a word.
She closed her eyes directly, and Mo Zhengyan's question sounded like talking to herself, which surprised him. But he was staring at her face. After staring for a moment, Mo Zhengyan didn't say anything again. He just took off his coat and covered her body.
Song Qiyue raised his hand to block her, but he was domineering to cover her, "It will be cold when hanging on the water, cover it!"
It was really cold. Although the temperature in the room was warm, but her body was cold, she didn't have the strength to continue dealing with him with just one piece of clothing, so her hands dropped. There was silence on the side, but his breath came clearly from the clothes, and gradually surrounded her, making her brows frowned.
As a result, when the hospital suddenly got water, Mo Zhengyan only saw that her brows were frowning all the time, without stretching them.
After hanging the water for more than two hours, the nurse finally withdrew the drip bottle and finished the infusion, "Is it better now?"
"It's much better." Song Qiyue felt the pain fade, and she got better.
"Come here to hang water again when the sky is clear, for three days in a row." The nurse reminded Song Qiyue again, and took the medical record and put it in the bag to get up.
As soon as she stood up, his hand came over immediately and supported her, making her look like a severely ill patient. She couldn't help saying, "I'm fine, you don't need your support."
"I'll send you back!" Mo Zhengyan supported her on his own, not letting her escape at all.
Just like this, Song Qiyue was kidnapped all the way. He was sent to the car, and when he got in the car, Song Qiyue said, "Then please send me home, this afternoon I think I want to take leave."
Mo Zhengyan didn't make a sound and drove directly.
After Song Qiyue got in the car, she felt a little sleepy again, and took a nap in the car.
Unexpectedly, he didn't drive to the Golden Coast apartment. When the car stopped, Song Qiyue saw that he actually drove the car back to the Mo Mansion!
Song Qiyue was stunned. Someone had already come to open the door. It was the gardener in the mansion. "It's the husband and wife who are back!"
Mo Zhengyan bypassed the body and walked directly to her side. Song Qiyue shouted, "Mo Zhengyan! I am going back to my own house!"
Mo Zhengyan bent down to hug her out of the car, hugged her whole body, and walked directly into the mansion!
Butler Cao and the servants shouted, "Sir, Madam, both of you are back."
"Mo Zhengyan!"
"Mo Zhengyan, have you heard that!"
Song Qiyue scolded the noisy, but he seemed to have not heard of it. He just hugged her and walked to the bedroom upstairs of the mansion. As he walked, he ordered, "Steward Cao, Mrs. Shao is sick, prepare some porridge and side dishes."
"Yes."
Song Qiyue scolded all the way, Mo Zhengyan had already hugged her to the bedroom, he gently put her down, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Mo Zhengyan, I want to go back to my own house!"
"You are sick now, and the place where you live is too small, it will be contagious!" Mo Zhengyan held her hand and pushed her onto the bed.
"I am gastritis, not an infectious disease!"
"Children are young, and their resistance is not as good as adults. Even if it is gastritis, there are bacteria, Helicobacter pylori, which will spread through the air!" Mo Zhengyan said bluntly, as if he was the doctor, Song Qiyue was taken aback. , What germ
Mo Zhengyan shouted again, "Now you listen to me, you must live here!"
"I can't help it!" Song Qiyue said angrily.
She struggled to get up, Mo Zhengyan suppressed her, and when she pulled her, her stomach ached again. When Mo Zhengyan saw how she was suffering, he immediately said, "Before your illness is cured, you must live. it's here!"
Where is it necessary? Does he say it is what it is? Song Qiyue endured the pain, "Even if I am afraid of infection, I will find a hotel by myself. I don't live here!"
"Song Qiyue!" But Mo Zhengyan didn't know whether it was anger or helplessness at the moment. He stared at him, "Which hotel do you stay in, and which hotel I will block you! I see where you can live!"
"Don't be angry with me anymore, if you don't want to live in the mansion, I will send you back to the old house of Mo family! I think father and mother will know that you are sick and will send someone to take good care of you!" Mo Zhengyan shouted again.
Is it a threat or an order, or a double, if this is the case in Mozhai, it is really impossible to be free again for the time being! Song Qiyue was helpless, she glared at him and said, "Mo Zhengyan! Do you only use these methods!"
No matter what the means, whatever she wants, Mo Zhengyan ignored it, "Yes, I will only use these means! In short, you must live in before your illness is cured. Here!"
"During this period, the mansion will be reserved for you. I will bring Yangyang back. I won't live! When you get better, you can leave if you want to leave!" Mo Zhengyan looked into her eyes, and he said with deep eyes, "I Assure you! Is this all right!"
During the dispute, Song Qiyue also met his eyes, and she suddenly fell silent.
"Don't you believe me?" he asked.
Song Qiyue said silently, "I don't believe it!"
She actually answered like this, saying so firmly that she didn't believe it, Mo Zhengyan looked at her, and he asked again, "How can I believe it?"
Song Qiyue pursed her lips and was silent again, Mo Zhengyan said, "Believe it or not, I won't let you go now! I will never let you go!"
At this time, Steward Cao had asked her servant to bring up the prepared congee and small dishes. Mo Zhengyan said, "Steward Cao, Madam Young is not feeling well. If she is not going anywhere today, let her rest in the mansion. Up?"
"I heard, sir." Steward Cao replied.
"Notify everyone in the mansion not to disturb the young lady's rest."
"Yes."
After Mo Zhengyan ordered Steward Cao, he looked at Song Qiyue and said, "I have to go back to the company, you should rest first." After he finished, he turned his head and walked out of the bedroom.
Song Qiyue lay on the bed, but didn't know what to do. Butler Cao smiled and delivered food, "Madam, you can eat something first, and then get a good night's sleep."
Song Qiyue couldn't reach the care of Steward Cao, and she didn't have the energy to worry about leaving. After eating, she fell asleep sleepily. When she woke up, Mo Zhengyan had sent He Sangsang to pick up Yangyang and Aunt Xu. He Sangsang said, "Madam, Mr. Mo said, if you want to go wherever you want, let me be your driver. You have been in poor health recently."
Aunt Xu learned that she was ill, asked about it, and said with relief, "Madam, your health is the most important thing for you to recuperate."
Song Qiyue looked at the child, and only asked Aunt Xu to hold the Yang Yang a little further away. Although gastritis was not contagious, she was really afraid of germs due to poor air circulation. He just left Mo's residence and moved out to live for a while, and now he is taking it back here, but when it was like this, I really didn't think about it.
Now, what else can be done, Song Qiyue only hopes that the stomach disease can be cured soon.
In Mo's company, Mo Zhengyan turned down socializing that evening.
Luo Zheng had just gone to the marketing department to hand in the documents and learned that Song Qiyue did not come to the company this afternoon. He was suspected to be ill, so he came to inquire about the situation, "Sick in July?"
Mo Zhengyan said, "Gastritis is attacking."
Luo Zheng knew that Song Qiyue had this disease before, "Why did you have gastritis again?"
"Who knows her, she is such a big person, and she doesn't know how to take care of herself." Mo Zhengyan's voice was indifferent with cold anger and suspicion, but it was obvious that he was angry.
Luo Zheng hurriedly said, "Although gastritis is not a serious illness, we still need to be treated well and let her take a break. So are you. As a sir, you should also take care of her."
Jun Yan, who was already condensed by Mo Zhengyan's anger, was still tight.
After that evening, Mo Zhengyan left the company early, without delay for a minute, he hurried back to the Mo Mansion. When he returned, Steward Cao told him, "Sir, Madam Young woke up for a while in the afternoon, and now I'm asleep again."
Maybe it was too tired, or maybe it was because of the pain and lack of energy, that's why she was so sleepy.
Mo Zhengyan had seen Song Qiyue in the bedroom. She was sleeping very heavily, so he quietly retreated. Came to the next room again to see Yang Yang. Aunt Xu and the maid were accompanied, but Yang Yang was full of energy, and the whole body grew up again.
Mo Zhengyan had embraced the child. It was a long-lost hug, and the child was smiling happily.
Aunt Xu said, "My wife is busy with work these days, and when she comes back every night, she is still busy until twelve o'clock, and then she is sick..."
"Sir, I know there are some things I shouldn’t say, but I still want to tell you that my wife is not very happy lately. The husband and wife had a conflict and quarreled. These are all trivial things. You are a man, give in, and care about your wife. , You shouldn't treat your wife like this!"
Mo Zhengyan was silent, just listening to Aunt Xu's reprimand.
It shouldn't be this way.
It really shouldn't.
Aunt Xu said a lot of remarks, but also realized that she had done something, so she said, "Sir, I shouldn't have said this..."
He was just silent, but there was no rebuttal.
Mo Zhengyan, you shouldn't, because you didn't take good care of her.