The throat was hot, as if it had been heavily ground by rough sand and gravel, Song Zhiyuan couldn't hold back for a while, and rushed to the washstand to "vomit".

With the beginning, the back couldn't help it, the stomach suddenly turned over like a river and a sea, something kept surging up, Song Zhiyuan couldn't suppress it no matter how much he pressed it, and finally he couldn't control it, and he vomited in front of the washstand.

The door of the bathroom was not closed, Zhou Qichuan listened to the voice, distressed and blamed himself, and immediately turned over and got out of bed regardless of it, and then walked to the bathroom with the side of the bed and the wall.

He was stabbed with a knife in his left thigh, which was so deep that it almost hurt his bones, and he almost lost his life.

Although he has been recuperating for a few days now, the wound is too deep, where it heals so quickly, as soon as he moves, the knife wound on his left leg is like being torn apart, and the blood begins to seep out, visible to the naked eye, and the gauze wrapped around there slowly turns red.

Song Zhiyuan heard the movement, turned his head and saw Zhou Qichuan struggling into the bathroom, and noticed that the gauze wrapped around his left thigh had changed color, and he was in a hurry, and he was about to rush over when he raised his leg. qs

"Gash-"

But before she could lift her legs, there was another strong churn in her stomach, and something rushed up her throat, and she had to continue to vomit in front of the washbasin.

Zhou Qichuan looked at it, his distressed brows could kill flies, he pounced in a few steps, raised his hand and kept caressing Song Zhiyuan's back, and his distressed eyes were about to melt away.

Song Zhiyuan vomited for a while, until he emptied his stomach and spit out a mouthful of yellow bile, which made him comfortable.

She turned on the faucet, washed away all the filth, picked up the water and rinsed her mouth, and then heard the voice of the man next to her who was extremely annoyed and blamed himself, and said, "Wife, I'm sorry, if you don't want to in the future, I will never let you do it again."

Song Zhiyuan shook his head, raised his head to look at him, and shook his head vigorously, because he had just vomited badly, with a layer of hazy tears in his eyes, "Zhou Qichuan, I am not unwilling, I am willing, I am really willing, I just-"

Speaking of which, Song Zhiyuan didn't know what was going on with him, why he suddenly vomited so much.

Obviously, she is really willing in her heart.

"Alright, alright." Zhou Qichuan was distressed and hugged her, "It's me who is not good, it's all my fault, we won't be like this in the future."

"Zhou Qichuan, you can't understand people's words, I said I was willing." Song Zhiyuan was suddenly a little annoyed and aggrieved.

"Good, good." Zhou Qichuan nodded hurriedly, and kept stroking her back to comfort her, "I saw it, you didn't want to, I know, my wife loves me."

"!" Song Zhiyuan buzzed back, with a strong coquettish meaning, even she didn't know, "If you knew, you wouldn't have said those words just now."

"That's my mistake, it's my stupid mouth, the meaning is wrong, and my wife is not angry." Zhou Qichuan immediately confessed.

Song Zhiyuan withdrew from his arms, looked down at his injuries, and glared at him fiercely, "Who told you to run out of bed, do you want to lie in the hospital for ten more days and half a month?"

Zhou Qichuan, "......"

He touched his nose and smirked.

"Stop moving, I'm going to push the wheelchair here." Song Zhiyuan glared at him again, and then went out to push the wheelchair.

This time, Zhou Qichuan was obedient, and when Song Zhiyuan pushed the wheelchair, he sat down, and after Song Zhiyuan pushed her to the bedside, he lay back on the hospital bed by himself, and then, Song Zhiyuan cleaned up the mess, hurriedly pressed the call bell, called the doctor over, and checked Zhou Qichuan to retreat the wound.

There was some blood, but fortunately it didn't crack.

After the doctor checked the other injuries on Zhou Qichuan's body and changed the medicine for him, the nurse brought breakfast in.

The two of them had breakfast, Song Zhiyuan touched up her makeup again, and then took the initiative to kiss Zhou Qichuan and explained to him, "Today is Friday, I have to go to the company, after work, I will go to the nursing home to have a meal with my mother, and then I will come back to accompany you."

"Why don't you go to the company, just go to have a meal with your mother-in-law in the evening?" Zhou Qichuan took her hand and begged.

Song Zhiyuan shook his head firmly, "No

Yes."

"Wife, you are so ruthless!"

Song Zhiyuan smiled, raised his eyebrows and said proudly, "You just found out! If you don't listen, then I won't be here tonight."

Zhou Qichuan grinded the socket of the back teeth, "Okay, why don't you come back and try."

Song Zhiyuan looked fearless, "What do you want?"

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyebrows, "Of course, I went to the sanatorium and introduced her son-in-law to my mother-in-law."

"......" Song Zhiyuan glanced at him, pinched the corners of the quilt for him, and said, "I will find an opportunity to clarify our relationship with my mother as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Inside the Xunke office building, the personnel department.

Chi Xue received a WeChat message from Song Zhiyuan and knew that she was finally going back to work today, and she was so excited that she was about to jump three feet high.

When she saw the 52-second video on the hot search list on Tuesday morning, she was going crazy with joy.

Others don't know, but she can see that Zhou Qichuan was leaning against the car door, coaxing "wife" with low eyebrows, who can she be if she is not the boss of her family, Song Zhiyuan.

Damn!

Ahhhh

It's just a sweet person.

She didn't know that the eldest of her family was actually married to Zhou Qichuan.

What's more, Zhou Qichuan is now a new boss in the technology industry, so Song Zhiyuan is the rightful boss.

However, the media was so careful not to expose Song Zhiyuan's identity, how dare she tell others that the woman in the video is Song Zhiyuan.

Therefore, in the past few days, she has deflated this huge good news in her heart, and she is about to deflate her internal injuries.

She is looking forward to it day and night, every minute, every second, and now, she has finally brought Song Zhiyuan back.

She can finally confirm to Song Zhiyuan in person whether she and Zhou Qichuan have obtained a marriage certificate, and whether they are already their big boss.

Endured with great excitement, Chi Xue waited at the elevator in the morning, and the moment Song Zhiyuan came out of the elevator, she rushed over directly and gave Song Zhiyuan a big bear hug.

"Woo-woo, boss, you're finally back, I want to kill you!"

Looking at Chi Xue who pounced on her, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, reached out and patted her on the back, and asked, "Do you really miss me, or do you think about gossip?"

Chi Xue let go of her, blinked a pair of starry eyes with tears in her eyes, nodded and said, "I want to gossip, and I miss you even more."

Song Zhiyuan smiled, "Have you notified everyone of the meeting?"

"Hmm." Chi Xue nodded, "Everyone is waiting for you in the conference room."

"Okay, let's go." Song Zhiyuan said, lifting his legs and striding towards the conference room.

"Boss, you and the president—"

"Yes, we're married." knew how tenacious Chi Xue's gossip heart was, so Song Zhiyuan gave a positive answer to make her feel comfortable.

.......