Seeing the boss and the "boss lady" flirting in front of her, the female employee hurriedly said that she had a stomachache and hurriedly fled the scene.

If she doesn't leave, she feels like she's going to be a kilowatt superbulb.

"Let's go, boss?" Huo Yichen deliberately changed his name and teased her.

Murong Qiao's face was hot, "Cough." ”

She quickly turned into a serious appearance, as if it was not herself who was secretly laughing just now.

After this little episode, the two finally entered the office.

Fortunately, Murong Qiao's basic qualities as a boss were shouting deep in her heart, and let her sit back on her desk.

But she was honest, Huo Yichen didn't.

"Honest now?" He paced and walked to Murong Qiao's side.

Murong Qiao clenched the pen in his hand with his fingertips, looked up at Huo Yichen, and suddenly felt a tightness in his heart when he met his deep eyes.

She had a bad premonition.

The next second Murong Qiao came up with this idea, he felt that his vision was spinning, and the whole person fell into a softness.

It was Huo Yichen who picked her up and put her on the sofa.

"I want to work." Murong Qiao tried to struggle.

Her whole body was facing up, and Huo Yichen's arms were brought into his exclusive range, and she had to look at him differently.

The sofa, which was originally spacious enough to sit for three people, also became crowded at this time, and Huo Yichen's body pressed Murong Qiao slightly under the action of gravity, transmitting the blazing temperature.

Huo Yichen leaned over, and the tips of the noses of the two rubbed together. "Now you know the job?"

Murong Qiao blushed uncontrollably, and wanted to turn her face sideways to avoid Huo Yichen's burning gaze, but the space was so big, she turned her head to reveal her white neck, all exposed in front of Huo Yichen's eyes.

It was indescribably white, more delicate and lustrous than the best porcelain, with a fresh and rising heat, hooking Huo Yichen's restless heart.

"Let me kiss it." He whispered.

Murong Qiao's eyes lit up, "You can let me go with a kiss?" ”

Her words poked Huo Yichen's laughter, making him purse his lips, and his chest vibrated and a smile overflowed from his throat.

He looked down at the man, his eyes full of time, as if he were looking at a small prey in his palm.

"Do you think you can bargain?" Huo Yichen asked rhetorically.

He leisurely controlled Murong Qiao's wrist with one hand, and the other hand propped up her cheek to ruffle the loose hair.

Obviously he was on the side that supported him, but he seemed to be at ease, and he didn't even breathe.

Murong Qiao didn't speak, and while Huo Yichen didn't pay attention, he suddenly raised his head and kissed him.

It's so fast that the dragonfly is ashamed of it.

"Okay, kiss, quickly retreat." She's a scoundrel.

Huo Yichen didn't give her a chance to say the next sentence.

He kissed it, plundering the oxygen between Murong Qiao's breaths with practical actions, and watched her eyes gradually blur.

The atmosphere was ambiguous, with wisps of heat wrapped around the two of them.

Knock knock.

An untimely knock on the door sounded at this time.

"Boss, I'll deliver the documents."

When Murong Qiao heard the voice, he was about to get up and open the door, but Huo Yichen had bad intentions.

Murong Qiao's lips were red and swollen, but anyone could know what was going on when they saw it, and then let go of her and let her move.

Murong Qiao glared at him, but now he was obediently lying on the sofa and didn't move.

"Boss?" The people outside were puzzled and shouted again.

Murong Qiao didn't say anything, obviously planning to play dead.

Anyway, she couldn't have stared at such red and swollen lips to open the door, otherwise it would have killed her all day.

Huo Yichen looked at the flush on Murong Qiao's face that had not disappeared, and suddenly got up and made a gesture to open the door.

When Murong Qiao saw his movements, he was so frightened that he grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back to the sofa.

"Don't go!" Her nervous voice trembled.

Huo Yichen followed her strength and went back, without the slightest intention of breaking free, looking at Murong Qiao to take it seriously, and slowly spoke.

"That's—"

"Kiss, kiss! Kiss for as long as you want! ”

……

Maybe it was ten minutes, or maybe it was an hour, Zheng Yue didn't know how long it was.

The sound of a rope sounded in the distance, like the footsteps of a man, followed by a straight light shining in the darkness, the light of a flashlight.

She can't die here.

Zheng Yue bit her tongue fiercely when she saw the light, forcing herself to cheer up.

But the body couldn't use the strength, Zheng Yue called for help with a weak voice.

"Help me......" she summoned all her strength.

"You, this-" The villagers who followed the voice saw Zheng Yue's scene, and their words were stumbling.

Fortunately, the reason in his brain prevailed, and he hurriedly took out the phone to call two people, and called the ambulance emergency number.

Zheng Yue lost too much blood, and when she saw that someone finally came to save her, she finally couldn't support it and fainted.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the evening that she was successfully taken to the hospital by ambulance.

According to the villager who sent her over, she was about to go home when she suddenly met a middle-aged man with blood on his face, and hurriedly pulled him to say that he heard a loud noise on the other side of the mountain.

The villagers were afraid that it was a bear or something, so they decided to investigate, and then discovered Zheng Yue's existence.

As for the man, he ran away directly after speaking, and the night was dark, and the villagers didn't remember his features too much, only that he had blood on his face.

If Zheng Yue heard the villagers' words, she could guess that the person who ran was Nankang.

But now she is lying unconscious on the operating table, surrounded by surgeons and a bunch of nurses for emergency treatment.

"Pregnant women ...... hemorrhage"

“…… No, too much blood loss is not ...... at all Now you can only cut off ......"

“…… The child has lost his heartbeat! Prepare for first aid ......"

In the chaos, Zheng Yue unconsciously caught a few words.

The mechanical and human voices were mixed together, and she had a headache from the noise.

But before he could wake up, he was pressed down again by the anesthetic that was infused into his body.

The night passed.

By the time the rescue was over and Zheng Yue woke up from her coma, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Due to the special situation, Zheng Yue did not have a mobile phone or any items that could prove her identity, so the hospital temporarily arranged for her in a single ward.

"Baby...... Baby! Zheng Yue muttered, suddenly waking up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw pure whiteness.

Zheng Yue blinked in a trance, looked at the ceiling above her head, and smelled the unique smell of disinfectant water in the hospital.

She slowly sat up from the bed, only to find that the clothes on her body had changed into a hospital gown, and there was another change that was impossible to ignore......

Her abdomen was flat, and her hand touched the wound that had been stitched up.

"You're awake." A female doctor pushed the door open.

When Zheng Yue woke up just now, there was movement on the side of the instrument, reminding the patient of the situation.

The female doctor walked up to Zheng Yue's side, "How does your body feel?" Is there anything uncomfortable? ”

She held a record report in her hand, and prepared the record as usual.

"I, my child......" Zheng Yue did not answer the female doctor's words.

The situation is right in front of her, and her words seem to be asking knowingly, but she is unwilling to accept the reality.

The female doctor looked at her with some pity in her eyes, "You-you miscarried." ”

"You were in an emergency when you were taken to the hospital, and the child was no longer saved." The female doctor sighed lightly, "You are in poor health, in order to protect your ......"

Miscarriage was already dangerous, coupled with Zheng Yue's physical condition at the time, which did not allow them to carry out other rescues, and the child had already formed to the point that it was almost born but was stillborn.

Under such a special circumstance, the best plan quickly discussed by the doctors was to remove it together with the uterus to save Zheng Yue's life first.

(End of chapter)