Bai Manyun was processing documents in the office, and suddenly felt a pain in her chest, as if she was drilling, she wanted to pour a cup of hot water, her hand shook, and the cup shattered on the ground.

Her assistant Zhou Yao heard a noise outside and asked, "Manager Bai, are you okay?" ”。 No one answered, so she hurried in and saw Manyun curled up on the table in pain.

Zhou Yao was a little flustered and shook her gently: "Manager Bai, what's wrong with you?" ”

Manyun couldn't speak, his voice was very weak, "Call ......"

"Oh, okay." She took out her mobile phone in a panic, thinking that Manyun meant to ask her to call Song Ziming.

The phone was connected, and Song Ziming's deep and powerful voice came from there, "Which one?" ”

"I'm Zhou Yao, Manager Bai's assistant, and she ...... I don't know what she's doing now, lying on the desk, where it should be uncomfortable. She spoke staccaly, trying to make things as clear as possible.

When Ziming listened to her, he had already walked out of the office. He was on the fifteenth floor, Manyun was on the tenth floor, and he kept pressing the elevator, but he couldn't get up.

He had to take the stairs and trot down, and everyone greeted him when they saw him, wondering why he ran down in such a panic. Song Ziming instructed Zhou Yao, "You look at her first, I'll be there soon, 120 hit?" ”

"Huh? I, I'll fight right away. "She was so flustered that her phone fell to the ground.

The passerby whispered, "It seems that Manager Bai has an accident." Otherwise, our president would not be so anxious. ”

"That is, it seems that Manager Bai can be promoted to the president's wife in the future."

Xia Yu happened to be passing by, heard them talking, and also stepped forward to talk: "Is something wrong?" ”

"We just met the president running down the stairs, and we guessed that Manager Bai had an accident, and he couldn't wait for the elevator."

"Xia Yu, you used to be Manager Bai's assistant, how are you? Isn't the president the kind who is super nice to her? ”

Xia Yu had a cold face, "I don't know." The two girls stood there with blank expressions, they didn't know what they had said wrong.

Song Ziming rushed into Manyun's office, and Zhou Yao saw him coming, "Mr. Song, the ambulance will be there soon." ”

He nodded, bent down, and asked you softly, "Manyun, how are you?" ”

Her face turned pale and she clutched her chest, "I don't know. She shook her head and felt struggling, "I just felt ...... Out of breath. ”

Ziming heard the sound of the ambulance, hugged Manyun and walked out, and said in his mouth: "Zhou Yao, you go and open the elevator." ”

"Oh, okay." She hurriedly ran out, there were a lot of people in the elevator, Song Ziming hadn't come over yet, and Xia Yu was also inside.

Zhou Yao took her place, she couldn't get used to Zhou Yao, "If you don't leave, forget it, why delay everyone's time?" ”

Others began to have small voices of dissatisfaction with her behavior.

"Manager Bai is sick, Mr. Song is carrying her over, and the ambulance is waiting downstairs." She explained.

As soon as the others heard the reason, they kept silent, and some walked out of the elevator directly to make the space a little wider.

Xia Yu couldn't get over his face, "Even if Manager Bai is sick, we can wait for the elevator next door, why waste our time?" ”

Song Ziming hurriedly trotted over with Manyun in his arms, just when he heard this, he glanced at her coldly, "Get out!" ”

Xia Yu didn't dare to look at him, that cold aura was very terrifying, and she had to walk out of the elevator in a gloomy manner. Before closing the elevator, Song Ziming added: "Pack up your things, you won't have to go to work tomorrow." ”

He stood in the middle of the elevator, looking at everyone with a look of contempt. When Xia Yu heard this, the elevator just closed, and she called out loudly, "Mr. Song, you listen to my explanation." Open the door! Depend on. ”

The people next to her were all watching her jokes and felt even more embarrassed. She lowered her head, planning to go to Song Mingxin to see if there was a chance to save her, she couldn't be unemployed!

Before arriving at the hospital, Song Ziming called Lin Zhihua, "Zhihua, are you in the hospital?" ”

He had just completed an operation, had not slept all night, and was sitting in the car and planning to drive back to rest, "I'm going back, what's wrong?" ”

"It's Manyun, she suddenly has a pain in her chest and can't breathe. If you want to go back, you arrange for a reliable doctor, and I go directly to him. She was sweating profusely in pain, and Ziming helped her wipe her sweat, afraid of hurting her.

Lin Zhihua immediately got out of the car and went upstairs, "No, I'll go over immediately." ”

The little nurse saw him go up, "Doctor Lin, aren't you going home?" ”

"Suddenly I'm in a bit of a hurry, come back."

At his level, there is no need to be on call at all, except in a particularly special emergency. The little nurses were all speculating about what he was doing when he came back, until the ambulance brought Manyun, and they suddenly realized that it was for this woman again.

Watching Manyun enter the emergency room, Song Ziming walked around outside, fidgeting. He saw that half an hour had passed, but he still didn't see Lin Zhihua come out, and he was even more worried.

His mobile phone rang suddenly, and he didn't want to answer it, but when he saw that it was Yan Ting, he was afraid that he was in a hurry, so he still answered it.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

Yan Ting should have something good to tell him, and the tone was cheerful, "Are you in the company?" I'm coming for you. ”

"No, just talk about it on the phone." He was not in the mood at all, there was a kind of worry in his heart, and his eyes could not leave the door of the emergency room.

"Bai Fengxing, this person, no. I attended their meetings as a director and I found that a lot of people were unhappy with him. The main thing is that some of his decisions are still being made in the way of a few years ago, where he benefits and others lose. ”

"So you think the time has come?" Ziming walked to the window and took out a cigarette.

Yan Ting said with certainty: "Yes! If this is to be done sooner or later, seizing the moment is the most important thing. ”

"Okay, you look at it first, and say what I need to do. What to do next, let's discuss it carefully. ”

"Why do I think you're so careless? It's for you. Yan Ting didn't hear how happy he was, and felt strange.

Ziming saw the door of the emergency room open, "I'm in the hospital, Manyun is sick, so let's do this first, hang up." ”

He greeted him, Lin Zhihua's expression was solemn, and Ziming asked him, "What's wrong with Manyun?" ”

Zhihua took off his mask, "Didn't I say last time that she had a heart problem?" Now, it seems, the situation is getting worse and worse. ”

"That'...... What to do? Song Ziming's heart was about to jump to his throat, and he was especially afraid of hearing a bad answer.

"I don't know what she's thinking, but the burden on her heart hasn't been relieved. I suggested that she could not continue her job as a regional manager, and I was worried that she would not be able to handle it. ”

They talked as they walked, and then walked to Lin Zhihua's office.

Song Ziming was struggling with his thoughts, "Manyun, she is a genius!" If she is not allowed to continue doing this, can she agree to it? ”

Lin Zhihua was recording cases without raising his head, "From a doctor's point of view, nothing is more important than life." Besides, I mean not to do this kind of work, not to let her be idle. Her donkey temper would have been impossible if she had been told not to work. ”

She always wanted to be self-reliant and not rely on anyone. I wanted her to quit her job, but there were no doors and no windows.

Song Ziming thought about it again and again, "Listen to you, I will redeploy her work." Are there any other questions? ”

"It's hard to say, what we can do now is to prevent it from happening."

"Okay." Song Ziming patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Lin Zhihua shook his head, "It's okay." ”

"Then I'll go see her, you didn't want to go back just now, since Manyun is fine, then you can go first." He was about to leave.

Lin Zhihua stopped him, "Ziming, let me say a digression." Whatever Bai Fengxing did had nothing to do with Manyun, and he wasn't even Manyun's immediate family. She just memorized the surname of a Bai family, don't get confused. ”

Song Ziming didn't expect him to mention this matter at this time, and only said after a while: "I won't hurt her." ”

"Exploitation is also harmful to her!" Lin Zhihua's voice was loud, because he was the only one who dared to clash with Song Ziming head-on. Including Yan Ting, there are still some concerns.

Ziming's pupils inadvertently shrank slightly, and he didn't answer Zhihua's words directly, "I'll go see Manyun." ”

Manyun was receiving an infusion, and the person had already fallen asleep. Lin Zhihua arranged a single room for her, and the environment was not bad. There were clear bite marks on her lips, and you didn't have to guess that she wanted her lips to endure the pain and not make a sound.

Song Ziming sighed, and gently stroked her lips with his ten fingertips, "Silly~" I have never seen such a person who crushed his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach. It must have been a lot of effort, otherwise there would not have been a trace of blood on his lips.

He was very distressed and leaned over to kiss Manyun.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open vigorously, and before he saw him, he heard his voice first, and Lin Qiyu's voice came early: "Manyun! Then I saw Ziming in the posture of kissing Manyun.

She didn't feel embarrassed, but accused Ziming: "Brother Ziming, Manyun is like this, you still have those fancy intestines, it's a bit excessive, right?" ”

He was speechless, this kind of thing was not good to put on the table, and he coughed dryly. Although his original intention was not what Saitama said, he was powerless to defend it.

Fortunately, Yan Ting came in to relieve him, "I kindly told you that Manyun is in the hospital, and he won't wait for me." Seeing Song Ziming sitting next to him, he asked him, "How is Manyun?" ”

"It shouldn't be a big deal." He didn't want to be alarmist, according to Manyun's temper, and he didn't want others to treat her like a patient.

Lin Qiyu was not at ease, "This person used to go to the hospital twice in three days, but now it is better, and it is much more frequent than before." What is this called? I'm going to ask my brother. ”

Yan Ting hadn't seen Lin Zhihua yet, so he immediately said doggedly: "I'll go with you, and I'll get to know it too." ”

She stood still and looked at Ziming defensively, "No, you are not allowed to go, I can tell you if I ask." ”

"Why?" He also wanted to behave well and pass her brother first.

Saitama couldn't say clearly, "You're here anyway, or I'll be angry!" ”

Seeing that Yan Ting had stopped, she glanced at Ziming before she walked out with confidence.

Song Ziming has a profound experience: that is, some things are really indisputable, no matter how you say it, it is wrong, and the explanation is a cover-up.