Han Jifeng found that she was really a little shy and cute like this, and she had a different taste.

Ling Tongyu turned his head, stared at the computer screen dryly, and said-

"I, I'm going to continue to do things, please president, don't keep influencing me here." God, the palms of her hands are so hot, her face is so hot, her heart is still pounding, what's wrong with her, isn't it just a touch of her hands, can she be so nervous?

What's worse is that her lower abdomen is getting more and more painful, and her forehead is starting to sweat, but Han Jifeng doesn't seem to have any intention of leaving, yes, it's better to do this.

It hurts so much, I can't help it.

She lay on the table, holding her stomach tightly with one hand and her head with the other, moaning in pain quietly.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing this woman suddenly collapse on the desk, Han Jifeng hurriedly put down the information in his hand, leaned in, and asked, with a trace of nervousness in his voice that he didn't realize himself.

"I'm ......" Ling Tongyu closed his eyes tightly and spoke, but he was so painful that he couldn't speak, and gasped a few breaths of cold air.

Han Jifeng put his hands on her shoulders and made her sit up straight, only then did he realize that her body was trembling slightly, large beads of sweat were flowing down her forehead, and her originally swollen red face was now pale and pale.

Reaching out and touching her forehead, it was cold and cold, and the palm of her hand was also cold.

"Are you sick?" He asked in a tight voice.

"I ...... My stomach hurts and I ...... It hurts ......" finally said a word, but her stomach hurt more and more, as if her intestines were knotted, and she couldn't straighten her waist because of the pain.

Suddenly, Han Jifeng bent down, unexpectedly, picked her up horizontally, and then strode towards the outside of the office building.

"You, what are you going to do?" She asked, slumped on his solid arm, nearing collapse.

"Go to the hospital." He replied very succinctly.

"No, no...... I, my work is not done yet, it will, it will affect the operation of the entire clothing department. She used what little strength she had left to break free from his embrace, and if she didn't finish her job, she couldn't make a difference.

"Don't move." However, he stopped her with a straight face and walked towards his private parking lot.

Ling Tongyu's painful sweat was like rain, through her eyes wet with sweat, she looked at Han Jifeng above, the lines of his jaw were tight, his face was expressionless, he seemed to be walking fast, because she could feel the whirring wind blowing in her ears.

"Bear with me, it'll be here soon." He opened the car door, adjusted the seat, put her horizontally in the back seat of the car, returned to the cab by himself, started the car, and quickly rushed to Renai Hospital.

Ling Tongyu was lying down, her eyes were closed, her hands were covering her abdomen, her expression was already distorted in pain, Han Jifeng glanced at the lying person from time to time through the rearview mirror, and the speed of the car was even faster.

*

"Doctor, how's it going?" Han Jifeng asked the doctor who took off the stethoscope, Ling Tongyu was lying on a temporary hospital bed, and a nurse had already come to inject her.

"I don't even have a grain of rice in my stomach, I'm hungry, and I drank a lot of irritating drinks on an empty stomach, which caused enteritis, I have already injected her, and then prescribed some medicine, and after eating, take it according to the instructions, and she will be fine." While telling Han Jifeng about Ling Tongyu's condition, the doctor wrote a medical record and prescribed medicine.

"Thank you, doctor." It didn't hurt anymore, Ling Tongyu got off the bed, and after some tossing, her hair was messy, and she stood sticky on both sides of her face, a little embarrassed.

After paying the money and receiving the medicine, the two men left the emergency room.

Standing at the door of the hospital, Ling Tongyu held his own medicine and couldn't help complaining, "Just buy some medicine, you have to take me to the hospital, it's true." ”

"......" Han Jifeng turned his head and frowned and glared at the dissatisfied woman next to him, "I heard you right, are you complaining that I saved you now?" ”

Ling Tongyu looked at the charge sheet in front of her, she was distressed, "After spending so much money, it's not the first time I've had a stomachache like this." ”