I don't know how long it took for Jiang Jianing to finally calm down and fall asleep.

Xue Rin'an was sweating all over, he pulled his hand out of the warm blanket and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Coming out of the bathroom, Xue Rin'an turned off the light, and through the night light, he could see that the woman on the bed had shrunk herself into a ball again.

Jiang Jianing hugged his arms, kept trembling, and bit his lips: "Cold ......"

Still cold?

Xue Rinan frowned, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees, and pulled the person back into his arms and hugged him.

Jiang Jianing had a dream.

In the dream, her face was pale from pain, her whole body was convulsed, and her body fell uncontrollably in the snow, constantly curling up.

There was laughter all around.

"Look at her wriggling like a big bug."

"You see blood on her pants, it's disgusting."

"I can't die."

Some people seem to be afraid that something will happen.

The voice didn't care, "Women don't have these days every month, whatever."

"She's pretending, how can it hurt so much."

She struggled to open her eyes, and through the dark night light, she saw the figures, one by one, stained with blood on her retina and engraved in her heart.

At that time, she swore in her heart.

Sooner or later, one day, she won't let go.

Xue Rin'an almost didn't sleep all night.

In the quilt, Jiang Jianing shivered with cold, he was sweating hot, and the woman's body was tight, so he had to take a shower every hour.

Finally, after taking a shower, he glanced at the time, bit a cigarette, and dialed Fang Baishen's phone.

Fang Baishen was on the night shift in the hospital today, and when he received a call from Xue Rin'an, he had just come back from a ward round.

Fang Baishen was also a little surprised when he received the call, "So early?"

It's only five o'clock.

"I want to ask you something," Xue Rin'an, "How painful can a woman have menstrual cramps?"

Fang Baishen: "......"

He thought of a wording, "It depends on people, to different degrees."

"Why?"

"Body cold, palace cold, congenital and acquired, there are all kinds of reasons," he pinched his eyebrows, "I'm not a gynecologist, I need to check it specifically, my aunt is an expert in this area, do you need it?"

Xue Rin'an: "If necessary, I'll contact you again."

Hung up Fang Baishen's phone, and Xue Rin'an didn't sleep anymore.

He went to the side of the bed and looked at the woman who was sleeping more peacefully, and turned on the computer and started working.

Jiang Jianing was sweating when she woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the man sitting on the sofa.

I don't know what time it is, but the heavy curtains in the rest room are tightened.

In front of the man, the notebook rested on an open table, and the light shone a small bright spot on his face.

She looked at him quietly for a long time.

The contours of the man's face are cold, and there is a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the lenses are a little reflective through the computer screen, and he is concentrated.

Until the man's eyes came over and met her.

"Awake?"

"Hmm."

Jiang Jianing lifted the quilt and got up, only to find that she was not wearing clothes on her upper body.

She pulled the quilt up to her collarbone again.

Although she was unconscious from yesterday's pain, she still has memories.

Without saying a word, she turned her back and went to get dressed.

Through the lenses, the man's eyes fall on the woman's slender back, and the butterfly bones behind the shoulders are like butterflies about to fly, and down is her most sensitive waist socket.

He looked away, suppressed the irritability that men were most likely to be provoked in the morning, dialed a phone call, and asked Assistant Wu to buy some porridge and send it over.

When Jiang Jianing came out of the bathroom, Xue Rinan leaned against the wall, holding his mobile phone in his hand, but he didn't look at it.

On an electronic clock in the room

The display time is 6:13.

At this point in time, the sky was not yet fully bright, as if a light haze color was spread on the ink blue.

"Mr. Xue."

"Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Jianing: "It's okay."

The man's thin lips sneered.

Such an understatement, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes yesterday, he wouldn't have believed that a menstrual cramp could make her, who had always been able to bear it, bend over.

"The white ones are like ghosts." The man pinched her jaw and lifted it up, rubbing his fingertips her lips a few times, and the pale lips took on a little color.

Ten minutes later, Assistant Wu came up with two portions of porridge.

He especially bought Jiang Jianing a red date, wolfberry and yam porridge.

Jiang Jianing actually didn't have any appetite at all now, so he put it down after eating two bites, raised his head to meet Xue Rin'an's gaze, and had no choice but to pick up the spoon again, and barely drank half a portion of porridge.

Suddenly, a strong feeling of nausea and nausea came up, she covered her mouth and turned around and rushed into the bathroom, spitting out all the porridge she had just eaten.

When she came out of the bathroom, her face was worse than before.

Jiang Jianing walked up to Xue Rin'an, "Mr. Xue, I want to take a leave of absence today."

Xue Rin'an: "Go to the hospital?"

"Hmm."

"I'll find you a doctor......

Suddenly, there was the sound of eager footsteps outside the office door.

Assistant Wu raised his voice: "Mrs. Xue, the boss is holding a video conference, let me report it first."

The middle-aged woman was dressed gracefully, carrying a brand-name handbag, and her eyebrows and eyes were arrogant, "I entered my son's office, and I still need to report it?" Wu Kai, I don't think you want to do it anymore!"

Wu Kai's precaution made Mrs. Xue even more suspicious.

Ye Zhilan heard about Ruan Qingqiu last night.

Xue Rin'an guarded a woman in the hospital and didn't return all night, and the news flew into her ears like wings, and this morning I heard the old man in the company say that Xue Rin'an hid a woman in the office and never went out all night.

The door was not locked, Ye Zhilan opened the door, and Wu Kai did not dare to stop it.

Ye Zhilan pushed open the door.

The office was dimly lit, with only the desk lamp at the desk lit.

The man, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, sat behind his desk, pressed the mouse to abort a video call, and looked up to see the person coming, "Mom, why are you here?"

Ye Zhilan looked around the office left and right.

"You worked an overtime at the company last night?"

"Hmm," Xue Rin'an pinched his tired eyebrows, "There is a cooperation case with a foreign country, and I need it urgently."

There was a faint dark blue under his eyes, and he could see red blood in his eyes, so he must have stayed up all night.

Wu Kai took the freshly brewed black tea cup and put it on the coffee table for Ye Zhilan.

His heart was like a drum, and he didn't know where Jiang Jianing was hiding.

Ye Zhilan looked around without a trace, sat back on the sofa, picked up the tea cup at hand, and took a sip of tea, "Rin An, pay attention to your body, now that the company has generally stabilized, everything that can be handed over will be done by the people below."

"Well, I know what I know." Xue Rin'an flipped through the Chinese pieces in his hand, but the afterglow in the corner of his eyes was under the desk.

The woman was hiding in the small space, his legs reaching her arms.

Her legs were a little numb, and the man's leather shoes reached forward, just against her ankles, overlapping next to each other, and she moved back a little, staggering.

Bang.

"What's the sound?" Ye Zhilan's hand holding the teacup froze, frowning and looking at the source of the sound.