Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

When she returns home from singing, she is under a lot of pressure. This is something that everyone knows, but no matter what Wenmuko says or how they persuade her, she doesn't have much to say, what to do, go to work in the company on time every day as usual, and try to take the time to go home with her children at night.

After about half a month of such repetition, the contradiction between domestic companies finally accumulated on a tier by tier basis. The executive meeting originally scheduled for the weekend should be from 2: 00 p.m. to 3: 30 p.m., and as a result, the meeting would have been held for hours due to dissatisfaction and complaints by several domestic directors, and would not be over 8: 00 p.m.

At that time, everyone didn't eat much. One person in the conference room and several unreasonable executives went to try to reason peacefully. They even stood up to read songs from time to time. What to say, their attitude was always not inferior, so that those executives and directors could not pick out any ills and bad emotions.

The followers of the song for more than four years knew her personality. Since the death of her mother, her grandfather had also been tired of working because of his age. He had resigned from all laboratories in the country. He had only been in the United States for old age, and had not asked questions. Her father had sat in a wheelchair for many years, occasionally making suggestions in the company. Other things, she had resisted by herself.

From the age of 21 to the age of 25 and 6, from a little girl who knew nothing about the business world to a time when there was a measure in her heart and things were never going to panic again.

Finally, the meeting ended, but in fact, the most deep-rooted problem remained unresolved. The directors, like maggots, wanted to make a scene after a while, and now the company moved back to the country, more like stepping on their painful feet, to do more.

Behind the song, there is no strong mountain leaning, but if she had a mountain leaning, she would not have endured the occasional nonsense of the directors for many years without driving them away.

In a place like this, unless you are really strong enough and hard enough, you can only do smooth things. It's not that you can't see who you're unfamiliar with and who you can't stand, you can drive people out. In the big business world, it's obviously the boss of a company, it's the president who is the CEO, in fact, how much qi you've taken behind your back, how much burden you've borne silently, only she knows.

At 8: 30, at the end of the meeting, the singer returned to the office.

Aunt Xiang called to ask if she was going to work overtime at the company tonight, if she would let Happy sleep first tonight without waiting for her.

The song said that I couldn't make it back tonight, and then I hung up, sat tired in the leather chair behind the desk, and looked up at the incandescent lamp above the office.

This is what Vinco saw when he knocked on the door. It seemed like he was sitting there asleep reading songs. At this company, the rare whole body relaxed and rested there.

He had just gone to the company staff restaurant to get a box of rice, thinking that she hadn't eaten at night. In the past few years, because she had been at the company all year, when she was reading songs, she had a good body, and now she has more or less stomach aches. She had been asked to go to the hospital before to check on her. She said that it was because she often eats irregularly, her stomach is not good, and her stomach ulcer also had seizures. She usually tried to eat on time.

She didn't seem to eat at noon today. She only took two bites of ravioli and put the bowl aside. She kept busy until now.

Vinco looked at the box of rice in her hand and it's still hot, but she still needs a little rest.

He took the box of rice to his desk, didn't wake her up and walked out.

When I read a song, I heard people walking in, and consciousness was actually awake, but knowing it was Vinco, I kept my eyes closed.

I don't know how long she slept, it was about more than two hours, she frowned because of a suffocation in her stomach, woke up, took a stomachache, picked up her phone and looked at the time, it was over 10: 00 at night.

I looked at the box of rice on the eye table again and touched it with my hands. It was already cold.

Now her stomach hurts, and eating something cold is going to kill her. She put her hand over her stomach and dialed the number on her phone: "Vinco, get me a glass of milk. ”

After a few seconds of silence over there, Vinco said, "My stomach hurts again? ”

“Well, okay, not particularly painful, just a little hot. ”

Vinco sighed: "Okay. ”

……

Twenty minutes later.

Wenco took the song to Hardson's car, because he had just brought her a glass of hot milk. When he entered the office, he saw that the white face of the song was infiltrating. He lifted his hand and touched her forehead and it was cold. Then he kept covering his stomach because of stomach pain. He couldn't watch it anymore. He was afraid that her younger body would collapse, or he dragged her into the car. He had to show her to the hospital.

I don't want to go to the song, but Vinco is still a man and a teenager older than her. Even if she is usually a subordinate, she is half an elder now. She is really stubborn, she is no match, so she took her directly out of the office and into the car.

When I drove to the hospital, I didn't pay attention to which hospital I was singing. I only looked at the often crowd in front of the hospital, and my hands were still on my stomach: “I said nothing, you had to let me come to the hospital to see something, I just didn't feel comfortable eating at night. ”

“You are in a terrible state. When I returned home, I felt like you were under a lot more stress than you were four years ago. I was afraid that something would happen to you, and after coming to the hospital to check it out, I could rest assured.” Vinco opened the door.

She walked out of the car helplessly, and then, because her stomach was really sore, she took two steps and she was all sweaty, and Vinco hurried over to help her.

When I went to the hospital and hung up my VIP emergency number, I was sent directly to the VIP emergency room where I read the song.

The doctor saw that she was in really bad shape and actually asked her to do the gastroscopes as well. It happened that she didn't eat a few bites at noon and didn't eat at night, so she could make the gastroscopes directly.

After this series of checks, the otherwise uncomfortable chronicle song felt like it was going to be half a life, almost powerless to be paralyzed in the lounge without moving.

After that, the doctor came in, and it was really hard to see her. He told Vinco to go downstairs and buy a hot water bag. Then he filled it with hot water and asked her to put the hot water bag on her stomach to warm her stomach. It would probably take a while to eat, so she waited in the hospital for a while.

By the time the results are available, it's after 12: 00 in the evening.

When he read the song in the lounge, he held the hot water bag and slept again. When Vinco came in, he saw her face still not very pretty. He walked over and put a bowl of warm rice porridge in front of her: “Take this first, take some medicine in half an hour, the doctor prescribed medicine. ”