The ex-wife is rebellious, which makes the CEO feel troubled

Several people looked at the door eagerly. The person coming was a woman in her early thirties. Wearing a white coat, black-framed eyes, and a slightly round figure.

Thinking that the curator finally showed up, Shen Yunyan was ecstatic, stood up and walked forward quickly, smiling: "Hello, I am Shen Yunyan who has made an appointment with you."

As she spoke, she pointed in the direction of Gu Huaijing: "This is Mr. Gu, please come with me here to talk in detail."

Shen Yunyan had a decent smile on her face and her behavior was described as polite.

However, the woman she stopped was confused.

She waved away Shen Yunyan's hand in confusion and said, "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person."

After saying that, the woman walked straight behind the counter.

Shen Yunyan was also stunned on the spot.

"Wrong, admit it." Behind him, Dr. Chen trotted over and said cautiously: "She is Dr. Song in the museum, not the owner..."

"What?!" Shen Yunyan was shocked and was about to turn around to explain to Gu Huaijing.

But he saw that Gu Huaijing's dark eyes were dark, and his handsome features were covered with a layer of frost, which was full of danger. He lowered his eyes and glanced at Shen Yunyan coldly, his eyes full of gloomy and stormy weather.

"Huaijing, I..." Shen Yunyan urgently pulled on his sleeve.

But who would have expected that Gu Huaijing actually waved her hand away and strode away without looking back.

Shen Yunyan's eyes were red, but he still suppressed his emotions and smiled reluctantly at Doctor Chen who was not far away: "Please help me continue to contact Director Miki and see when we have time to meet again."

"Hey, hey." Dr. Chen quickly nodded in agreement.

When the two left the hospital, the luxury car disappeared into the distance in an instant.

Doctor Chen then picked up the phone again and looked at the screen full of unanswered calls, feeling bitter in his heart.

Where has Xiaoxi gone? Why don't you answer the phone?

……

half an hour ago.

Ning Xi put the medicinal ingredients that needed to be brewed in the evening into categories in the hotel. She looked up at the clock on the wall and found that the agreed meeting time was still half an hour away.

She calmly washed her hands and sanitized her hands, put her bag on her back, and carefully arranged her clothes in the mirror.

I don’t know what Shen Yunyan’s expression will be when he learns that the so-called master of Miki Hall is him?

Ning Xi raised the corners of her lips sarcastically, imagining the scene of meeting her later, and walked out slowly.

Unexpectedly, the next second, there was a fierce knock on the door——

"Mr. Ning, something big happened!"

Ning Xi opened the door and saw Secretary Zhang sweating profusely. He took her hand and ran to Wen Mochen's room without even having time to explain.

The door to the suite was wide open, and on the sofa in the center of the living room, my uncle had his eyes closed, looking unconscious.

"Uncle?!" Ning Xi was shocked. She rushed to the sofa and patted the man's shoulder: "Uncle, can you hear me?"

Wen Mochen's eyelids were tightly closed and there was no reaction at all.

"Fight 120!"

After giving instructions to Secretary Zhang, Ning Xi unbuttoned Wen Mochen's shirt and performed CPR on his chest.

Not long after, the ambulance arrived, and in a panic, several people rushed to the hospital.

The uncle was pushed all the way to the emergency room for rescue, while Ning Xi waited anxiously on the bench outside the door.

"Mr. Ning, don't worry too much. Mr. Wen will be fine." Beside him, Secretary Zhang, who had just completed the hospitalization procedures, whispered softly.

"You were fine a few days ago, why did you suddenly faint?" Ning Xi frowned, thinking carefully about what was wrong these past few days.

Secretary Zhang also looked confused, "I don't know...Mr. Wen suddenly passed out in the middle of the morning meeting, and the company was in chaos. Senior leaders kept calling to ask about Mr. Wen's situation, but I kept trying to stop him. Wang Te Zhu just arrived at the airport in the morning and originally wanted to go back to the company to handle business, but he received the news that Mr. Wen had fainted and was on his way back."

"Besides the meals I prepared these days, has uncle eaten anything else?" Ning Xi asked next.

Secretary Zhang thought for a moment and shook his head slowly, "No, Mr. Wen will not touch anything except the meals you prepared, and his schedule is very regular."

"Then how could this happen..."

Ning Xi frowned, staring at the closed door of the emergency room, whispering to herself.

Time passed little by little.

Finally, the door to the emergency room opened and the doctor came out. Fortunately, Wen Mochen was fine and could recover after a few days of rest in the hospital.

It was only then that Ning Xi's high-hanging heart finally let go.

She followed the head nurse to the ward and saw her uncle lying weakly on the bed, with a pale face, messy hair, and a sling bottle on his left hand.

Seeing Ning Xi approaching, Wen Mochen forced out a smile: "Xiao Xi, I'm fine, don't worry."

I don’t know why, but she didn’t cry when her uncle fainted and fell unconscious on the sofa, she didn’t cry when the ambulance was taking him to the hospital, and she didn’t cry when he was being rescued in the emergency room.

But now, his gentle words of comfort almost made her burst into tears.

"You scared me to death." Ning Xi stepped forward, whimpering and threw herself into Wen Mochen's arms.

Wen Mochen was startled and hurriedly hugged his niece's slender shoulders, feeling very uncomfortable.

"It's okay, Xiao Xi, uncle is okay..." His voice was very soft, and he kept comforting the trembling girl in his arms.

What neither of them knew was that Wang Qi, who was rushing back from the airport, happened to see the two hugging each other outside the ward door.

She took out her phone and took the photo, then clicked send.

Then, he turned around and left furtively.

……

Since her grandfather passed away, Ning Xi has lived alone in the world without any relatives to rely on.

She has always pretended to be strong and cold to the outside world, not allowing anyone to get close to her thick shell.

Until today, I saw with my own eyes that Wen Mochen was unconscious.

Only then did Ning Xi understand that deep down in her heart, the weight of family members was so important.

She snuggled into her uncle's arms, and it took her a long time to calm down. She stood up from his arms and asked softly, "Is there anything else that doesn't feel right?"

From this angle, Wen Mochen could clearly see the red bloodshot eyes. He shook his head, his eyes full of distress, "I'm fine, you can go back to the hotel and rest first."

"No, I'm here to accompany you." Ning Xi frowned in disapproval.

Hearing this, Wen Mochen patted his niece's little hand, "The company is in a mess now, and someone has to go back and take charge of the overall situation. What if the news of my admission to the hospital is known to my family? Your grandma will be worried."

Ning Xi lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and nodded slowly, "Okay, I'll go back first, and you can have a good rest here."

After saying that, she gave a few more careful instructions before turning around and leaving the ward with her bag.

As soon as she arrived at the hotel lobby, the front desk called Ning Xi and handed her the mobile phone she picked up.

Ning Xi turned on her phone and saw a screen full of missed calls, all from Dr. Chen.

Oops, I completely forgot about going to the medical clinic for my appointment!