Desire to love the president's ecstasy wife

It was nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, and the lights in Qiao Ye's operating room finally went out.After a while, the two doctors walked out of the room with beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Mu Wen rushed to the doctor and asked anxiously, "Doctor, is he recovered? Is he seriously injured?"

The doctor was so tired, he glanced at the person in front of him, and asked, "Are you the patient's family member?" It's not serious, can you toss for so long, standing for several hours, almost exhausted.

Mu Wen replied: "I'm his secretary." There are not many family members of Mr. Qiao, only two of them, and they don't know about it, so he is really a lonely and helpless man.

The doctor said: "It's a serious injury, but it's fine now. The patient has been anesthetized and should wake up after a while." It's just that the rib fracture has affected the lungs, so he will definitely cough non-stop.

The driver looked at Mu Wen silently, and then he asked: "Then what about his injury, where is it?"

The doctor was a little helpless, and simply stated: "The left leg was broken, two left ribs were broken, there was blood in the lungs, a slight concussion in the head, and some skin trauma on the face."

"Still disfigured?" Although it was a superficial injury, it would have an impact on the future, as if it was a reminder of this disaster.

Seeing Muwen's mood swings, the driver reminded: "Secretary Muwen, let the doctor go to rest first, let's wait for Mr. Qiao to come out to see him." It's not too late to ask the doctor about the injury.

After the doctor left, the driver hurriedly said, "Thank you doctor." As long as Qiao Ye is saved, Qiao's sky will not collapse.

Turning to look at Muwen, still with regret and worry on his face, the driver said: "Secretary Muwen, Mr. Qiao has been rescued now, but it is a typhoon and rain outside, and there is no way to transfer back to Qinzhou. Why don't you settle down here for now. Wait until the typhoon has passed before notifying the master."

It was this typhoon that disrupted everything, Mu Wen said indifferently: "That's the only way, otherwise telling him now would make him anxious."

The door of the operating room opened, "Hey, it's out." The driver stepped up to the door and helped the nurse push the bed together.

Mu Wen stepped closer and called out to Qiao Ye who had his eyes closed: "Mr. Qiao, Mr. Qiao!" Qiao Ye didn't respond at all, his blood-stained face was still grim.

The driver reminded: "The doctor said he won't wake up in a while." Caring is messed up, and Muwen is really messed up this time.

He sighed, "I was too impatient." Pushing the bed into a single room, the nurse left the room.

Muwen looked at Qiao Ye. A plaster cast was placed on his left leg and knee, his chest was fixed with a brace, and he was wearing an oxygen mask on his face. There was a faint and gentle breathing sound.His body, which had always been strong, looked very fragile at this moment.

The two sat on the stool beside the bed and waited quietly for more than ten minutes before they heard Qiao Ye coughing.

Muwen hurriedly stood up and came closer to the bed to observe Qiao Ye. He seemed to be awake and said, "Mr. Qiao, you're awake." Even the gaze that looked back at Muwen became soft and helpless.

Suddenly, the color of his eyes changed, and Qiao Ye coughed again.Panting for a while, he said, "Muwen, is this a hospital?" Because he was wearing an oxygen mask, his words were not clear.

Seeing his boss weakened by the serious injury, Muwen felt pain in his heart, nodded and replied, "Mr. Qiao, you had an accident while driving, and you injured your leg and chest cavity."

As soon as he spoke, there was a dull pain in his chest, but Qiao Ye still endured the pain and continued: "My face hurts too." He only remembered that he fell down the hillside, and then he didn't know anything. Now that he woke up, he felt his whole body hurt. All hurt.

Muwen looked at the scar on his face, forehead, brow, straight scar, which had already turned crimson and scabbed.He said to Qiao Ye who was lying down, "I was cut by the car window." Such an obvious wound would leave scars after it was healed, and the president's clean and handsome face was ruined.

Qiao Ye didn't care, and asked, "What time is it now?" It felt like he fell into a deep sleep, and it took a long time.

Muwen looked at his watch and replied, "Three o'clock in the afternoon."

Wearing an oxygen mask felt a little uncomfortable, Qiao Ye sighed softly, exhaled the stale air in his chest, looked at the ceiling and said, "I never thought that I would spend the whole morning on such things." In the past, I always raced against time, but now I am I can't do anything, I can only lie down obediently.

Muwen looked at the powerless Qiao Ye, felt uncomfortable, and blamed himself: "Mr. Qiao, the typhoon is coming, and there is heavy rain from south to north. You shouldn't be on your way then." If you stop him by yourself, or accompany him If he goes on the road together, maybe there will be no such accident.

Qiao Ye adjusted his breathing, ignored his sorrow, and replied softly: "It's too late to say anything now, you didn't inform Dad and Yun Shu." If they knew, they would definitely be dying of anxiety.

"Not yet, I'm afraid you'll scold me for notifying me." The boss is a forbearing man, he handles all difficulties by himself, never brings the company's troubles home, presumably he is the same this time.

Qiao Ye's breathing was very shallow, and his chest rose and fell. He didn't dare to take a big breath, for fear of tearing his internal organs.After being silent for a while, Fang said: "Forget it, you still have a little bit of self-knowledge, so don't tell them yet."

Muwen was in a dilemma, and asked, "Then when will it be? The company's affairs are delayed, and the master will notice soon." At that time, Qiao Liancheng will find out that the mainstay is not slack, but something happened.

Knowing that Muwen was right, he said helplessly, "Let's keep it a secret for a few days. Anyway, now, I can't let Dad know. I've recovered for two days, and I should be almost done." The more he talked, the more pain in his chest, and Qiao Ye could only breathe Speak, try not to hurt yourself.

Muwen felt distressed when he saw it, and persuaded: "Mr. Qiao, these are not minor injuries. You will not be able to do without oxygen and chest immobilization for the next two or three weeks." Moreover, with the pain in the chest cavity, if necessary, painkilling injections and sealing .

Only then did Qiao Ye come to his senses, and asked softly, "Broken ribs?" Porsche did indeed save himself from death, but he couldn't avoid suffering.

"Well, fortunately, the internal organs were not damaged, but there is blood in the lungs." I hope there will be no sequelae, otherwise health will become a problem.

Muwen hesitated, frowned and called him: "Mr. Qiao."

"Let's do it, I'll rest for a while." His identity destined him not to rest for a moment, even if he was seriously injured, he couldn't let go of the burden on his shoulders, and he could always get through it if he persisted.

Mu Wen could only carry out the boss's orders, he nodded, "Okay, I'll ask Driver Yang to deliver food to you later." After saying that, he walked out of the ward.

Qiao Ye reluctantly turned his head to look out the window. The sky was brighter, but the heavy rain kept falling like the sky leaked.

Unexpectedly, there was a car accident on the way to find her. Fortunately, it was not on the way to bring her back.Now the rain must be falling on her side, maybe she is standing in the room watching the heavy rain with him.

He paid such a price for being close to her for tens of kilometers, whether it was God's punishment for him or his obstruction.But in his heart, he felt that he would not back down, and he would also set out to find her after he recovered.