The big-name husband has played too much: the poisonous pet, the good girl

"Go ahead, you are a very bad, very bad woman. If you become bald, you will have to be responsible to me for the rest of your life." Xiaoyan continued to carry Xue'er unhappily, and directly stuffed her into the car under the eyes of everyone, and then followed To get in the car.

However, at this moment, he suddenly squatted down, his face twisted.

Xiaoyan suddenly felt a terrible pain in his stomach, he squatted down and vomited continuously, his face turned pale in an instant.

"Boss Yan, what's wrong with you?" Several subordinates who came out all ran over.

"Damn...damn...hospital..." He felt his stomach hurt, clutching his stomach, Xue'er swished out of the car. [

"Ah? What's the matter, Xiaoyan, what's the matter with you?" She squatted beside him in a panic.

"Hurry up, send Boss Yan to the hospital."

One of his subordinates was more assertive, and immediately carried Boss Yan into the car, and several of them hurried to the hospital.

He kept throwing up in the car, and Xueer wiped him with a tissue, and she was terrified.

"How do you feel, is it better?" Xue'er's heart trembled for the first time.

His face was pale, his limbs were cold, he broke out in cold sweat, and his breath was short of breath. Xueer was so scared that she hugged him and burst into tears.

"Don't cry!" Xiaoyan endured the abdominal pain, but her words were weak.

In the emergency room, the operation took [-] hours before he was pushed into the general ward.

Tian Junhao came with An Ying, Xue'er grabbed An Ying's hand, and said excitedly: "I was scared to death, I thought he was going to die, An Ying, I was really scared to death."

"What's going on?" Tian Junhao stood on the side and asked the attending doctor condescendingly.

"Acute gastritis, thanks to the timely rescue, you'll be fine after two days of rest, Mr. Yan must not overeat or drink excessively in the future."

The attending doctor carefully reported the illness, Xiaoyan lay on the bed and waved her hands, and Chaotian Junhao raised her eyebrows in embarrassment.

"Boss, I'm fine."

Tian Junhao nodded, walked to his side and grabbed his wrist, and secretly sent some internal energy to him, Xiaoyan suddenly felt comfortable all over.

He looked at the boss in surprise, his eyes brightened: "Boss, what are you doing?"

"Talk!" Tian Junhao gave him a sharp look, put down his wrist, and stood beside him with his hands behind his back: "In the future, be more careful."

"Oh, boss, I feel all over now"

"I'm weak all over, right? Let's rest in the hospital for a few more days." Tian Junhao followed his words and made fun of him. Xiaoyan realized it later and nodded: "Oh, boss, I really I'm sick, and I have to ask for sick leave, it's so uncomfortable."