Monstrous CEO: Wife, don’t run away

Chapter 210 Three: You Are a Madwoman

Room A710, Jinyue Hotel.

"Qianzi, you are really a lunatic, you are satisfied now, aren't you?" An Jie tightened his hair in pain, he knew that he had completely lost Xiao Tong, completely!

"If I were crazy, I would be forced by you, An Jie." Qian Zi said sharply.

Her face was extremely pale.

She really wanted to tell An Jie that she would even risk her life for him.

She was loving him with the little time she had.

She is racing against time, and she wants to win more time with An Jie in time.

"Are you forced by me? You have always been a lunatic, a hysterical female lunatic." An Jie scolded Qian Zi.

He really wanted to slap her, but when he saw Qianzi's cold sweat and painful expression.

An Jie still held back, he didn't want to hit a woman, especially a woman who looked like she had some serious illness.

An Jie angrily picked up his coat and was about to leave coldly.

"An Jie... An Jie, help me." Seeing An Jie was about to walk out of the door, Qian Zi suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. Shouting Anjie's name.

She wants him to save her.

But she just opened her mouth but didn't make a sound.

And the second before she fell into a coma, she could only look at An Jie's ruthlessly leaving back from a distance and twitched on the ground in pain.

The pain of suffocation in the chest hit like an overwhelming mountain.

The unbearable pain devoured Qianzi's body crazily.

Qianzi thought that this time was really the moment when her life finally came to an end.

But I don't know how long it took, when Qianzi woke up from the trance again, she raised her wrist and looked at her watch with difficulty: it is two o'clock in the morning.

In other words, this time she was unconscious for six hours.

During these six hours, she was curled up on the carpet in the hotel room like a poor homeless child.

There is still pain in the chest.

Qianzi curled up in pain and struggled to crawl from the ground to the bed.

But because her body was too weak, she couldn't climb onto the bed at all.

The cold sweat hit again, and soon drenched her pajamas.

Just now Qianzi squirmed on the bed like a creature on the verge of death.

Panting heavily, she fumbled around the head of the bed with her hands and finally found her phone.

She called Uncle Ling, hoping that Uncle Ling would come to rescue her.

Now, she doesn't want to die yet.

Her plan has only just begun, and if she wants to implement it perfectly, she must live strong.

Even if her life has reached the end of her life, she still has to support it.

One week, she must last another week.

She was going to die in An Jie's arms in a white wedding dress.

It should be a kind of happiness to die in the arms of the beloved!

Thinking of this, Qianzi's pale lips raised up in a nice arc.

"Hello—" Uncle Ling received a call from Qianzi, and he let out a heavy breath during the call.

That is because of the sulking that has been worried for too long and suppressed for too long.

Ever since he left Jinyue Hotel, he has been sitting on pins and needles, unable to calm down.

"Ling...Uncle Ling, hurry...come and save...save me." Qianzi's hands were trembling constantly, her breathing also caused a needle-like pain in her chest, and her lips were almost split open Yes, she was almost talking to Uncle Ling with her breath when she was facing the phone.

"Miss, how are you?" Uncle Ling immediately felt that something was wrong.

His forehead was also covered with a layer of cold sweat.

"I...I'm so...so tired." Qianzi suddenly felt that her eyelids were heavy, and she really wanted to sleep and never wake up again.

"Miss, hold on, wait for me to arrive, in 10 minutes, I will be there in 10 minutes." Uncle Ling said anxiously to Qianzi on the phone.

Unexpectedly, the thing he was most worried about appeared.

Qian Zi's current physical condition should take a good rest, but what she did was seriously overdrawing her life.

10 minutes later...

Uncle Ling has already rushed to the elevator entrance in the Jinyue Hall in a panic. He trotted all the way like a muscular young man and rushed to room a710.

Sure enough, Qianzi's situation was extremely pessimistic.

When he rushed, Qian Zi was already in a coma state again.

And blood flowed from her mouth, ears, eyes, and nose.

Uncle Ling was worried by Qianzi's current physical condition.

The state of Qianzi's body at this time is clearly the late stage manifestation of "** terminal illness".

However, he predicted that this state would only appear in half a year at the earliest.

That is to say, once Qianzi has the late stage manifestation of "xx terminal illness", it indicates that her life is only about ten days left.

Uncle Ling frowned, and he quickly treated Qian Zi.

After Uncle Ling injected Qianzi with medicine, when Qianzi's breathing gradually became stable, Uncle Ling exhaled a long breath.

He suddenly thought that he should tell Qianben about Qianzi's current physical condition, or he was going to tell An Jie about Qianzi's condition as well.

For Qianzi, Qianben and An Jie are the two most important people in her life.

She had only about ten days left, and she was entitled to the loving care of these two.

There is an old Chinese saying that "the dead are the greatest". Uncle Ling believed that if An Jie knew about Qian Zi's situation, he would stop complaining and hating her, right?

Thinking of this, Uncle Ling turned around and glanced at Qian Zi's cheeks that had almost returned to normal color, and then quickly rushed towards the hotel where Qian Bensuo was staying.

This time, even if Qianzi blamed him, he must tell Qianben the truth.

Furthermore, as a father, Qianben should also know about Qianzi's condition.

The car quickly arrived in front of the room of the hotel where Senbonsho was staying.

Uncle Ling checked the time, it was four o'clock in the morning.

"Dong dong—" Uncle Ling knocked on the door of Qianben's room.

Although he knew it would be disrespectful to Qianben to do so, but it was an important matter, and he couldn't care less about it.

"咚咚-"

Uncle Ling knocked on the door again.

Unexpectedly, this time Uncle Ling found that the door of Qianben's room was not closed at all.

"Tell all the shareholders that I will rush back to Japan in one week." At this time, Qianben had not rested yet.

He was making an overseas call to the secretariat of the Japanese Sakura Group on the phone.

"One week at the earliest, I will definitely rush back." It seemed that there was some dispute among the senior management of the consortium, and Qianben's expression looked anxious and dignified.

"Okay, let me make arrangements. I will take the plane early this morning and fly back to Japan. The board of directors of the Japanese Sakura Multinational Consortium will be held tonight. You must make arrangements as soon as possible, and make sure nothing goes wrong." Qianben's big and energetic eyes burst into red , the expression on his face was dignified and sullen, as if something big happened to the Japanese Sakura Consortium.

It is also the first time Uncle Ling has seen Qianben in such an irritable state since he followed Qianben for so many years.

"Okay, arrange it right away. Be sure to keep all the employees safe. You must wait until I go back today. I will personally explain to all the employees." Qian Ben was almost yelling at the director of the secretariat on the phone. roared.

And Uncle Ling who had been standing behind Qianben could only keep his mouth shut when Qianben was extremely anxious at this time.

It seems that now is not the time to tell him about Qianzi's condition.

"Uncle Ling, it's so late, why don't you go to bed?" Qian Ben finally finished the phone call, and saw Uncle Ling standing behind him, Qian Ben said in surprise.