The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

"Boss Pei, there is one last treatment today."

In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, the man nodded and frowned, looking calm: "Well, at noon, I'm going to buy a paintbrush for Lili in the afternoon."

Jiang Ruoli said a few days ago that her paintbrush was broken and that a good one needed to be customized by a professional. I went to buy her some good drawing paper.

This morning I saw that one of the skin care products on the sink seemed to be running out. What was it? Forget it, I bought her two new sets as backup.

Assistant Mo, who was driving the car peacefully but was inexplicably forced to eat dog food, said: "Okay, I will make an appointment with Dr. He for noon."

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Since joining Xie's, Xu Mengan has been full of energy. Although she no longer has to travel or work overtime, she still puts all her thoughts on work.

After all, Xie's bonus and salary are really considerable! Much better than the crappy previous company!

As a Chinese woman who loves money all her life, how can she watch the money flow away from her hands! This is disrespectful to herself! !

Unexpectedly, after staying up all night to work on the plan, Xu Mengan, who had a low immunity, accidentally caught the flu! She felt dizzy and had a fever, a cement nose and a razor-throated throat. The Chinese woman who had always been strong finally succumbed to the evil virus. She took a taxi to the emergency room alone in the middle of the night.

"Please ask patient No. xxx, Xu Mengan, from the emergency department, to come to clinic No. 2."

Xu Mengan felt that his fever was getting worse, and he pushed open the door of the clinic with a dizzy head. At the same time, the doctor in a white coat and a mask looked up.

Why do these eyes look so familiar?

"what name?"

Hmm? Why does the voice sound familiar?

Xu Mengan replied faintly: "Xu Mengan."

"Where does it hurt?"

"I started feeling dizzy and having a runny nose and sore throat this afternoon. It got worse and worse at night. My temperature at home was 38.2 degrees."

"What was the temperature during the pre-inspection outside just now?"

Xu Mengan answered honestly: "38.9 degrees."

"You have a fever again..." The doctor quickly wrote out a few test orders, "Go get your blood drawn first, then do a flu test, and then get a fever-reducing injection when the time comes."

He paused, coughed twice and reminded: "Drink more hot water."

Xu Mengan immediately covered her mask and said, "Doctor, you are not infected too, are you?"

Seeing her take a step back, Xie Youran was visibly speechless, and his professional ethics made him resist the urge to pull off his mask.

"Xu Mengan, it seems like you are in more danger now, right? I should be the one worrying about whether I will be infected, right?"

"Sorry! Wait...you, know me?" Xu Mengan was stunned for three seconds, and after looking at the name tag on the white coat, his eyes widened.

"Xie Youran???" Realizing her own gaffe, she blinked her eyes and called out in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Xie."

Although I have known for a long time that Xie Youran is a doctor, he always looks unserious when I see him in the company on weekdays. It’s a bit strange to see him suddenly in the hospital.

Xie Youran was rarely serious: "There is no Mr. Xie here, only Doctor Xie."

"Okay, Dr. Xie. Thank you. I'll go get the checkup first."

Xie Youran nodded, and reminded him again: "Drink more hot water."

During the peak influenza season, the hospital emergency room was packed with crying children and men and women running around. All kinds of examinations required waiting in line, and while waiting for the blood draw and the report, Xu Mengan was so dizzy that he almost fell asleep on the spot.

Wearing a mask, I didn't drink a single sip of water. My mouth was so thirsty. The hot water area was full of people queuing up. Holding a thermos cup in his hand, Xu Mengan sighed and walked in another direction.

Fortunately, there are vending machines in the hospital.

Xu Mengan successfully bought a bottle of mineral water, and just as he turned around, he accidentally bumped into someone.

"Feel sorry!"

"Xu Mengan, didn't I say I wanted to drink hot water?"

My goodness, the emergency room is so busy, why is he here?

As if he had seen through her doubts, Xie Youran pointed at his clothes and said, "Did you see? I'm off work."

He only has the first half of his turn tonight.

"Oh."

Passing Xu Mengan, Xie Youran also started to press buttons on the self-service vending machine and chose a bottle of Coke. Unexpectedly, the vending machine suddenly broke down, and after paying, it got stuck in the air, no matter how Xie Youran hit and shook it, it was useless.

"Okay, drink mine."

Xie Youran raised his eyebrows, and a bit of narcissism flashed across his eyes that was hard to describe: "You are so nice to me? Xu Mengan, are you secretly in love with me?"

“??????” Are all your boys so confident?

Of course, Xu Mengan didn't say the second half of the sentence. She shook her head and denied it, "It's just that you are tired from saving lives and healing the wounded at night."

"Stop talking. If you like me, just blink. That way I'll know."

Big brother!!! What kind of counting do you need? If you like counting so much, why don’t you study advanced mathematics!!

Xu Mengan opened her eyes wide, but a small flying insect came from nowhere and flew in front of her eyes, which was very unpleasant.

Fuck! Blink!

Xie Youran was obviously very satisfied with Xu Mengan's response. He took the mineral water from her hand and led her directly to the infusion area.

"Come on, I'll go to the office area and get you some water."

"No, you have water to drink, what do you want to buy from the vending machine???"

"I just want to drink some Coke, okay?"

"...let me go first."

"I won't release it, for fear that the patient will faint."

"..."Isn't this just pure and sick?

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Late at night, Pei Zigui was still awake with the person in his arms. His dark pupils contained unspeakable excitement and anticipation.

After many anti-PTSD treatments, he can finally try to drive by himself without any psychological burden.

And tomorrow, he can finally fulfill his promise and take Jiang Ruoli up the mountain to watch the sunrise. The sunrise over the sea of ​​clouds is what she wanted.

The treatment of PTSD is not easy. Reliving traumatic events will make it impossible for people to distinguish between the past and the present. In the beginning, he would often wake up in the middle of treatment, and the scene of him and his mother having a car accident seemed to be replayed in real time.

The screams and brake sounds were unbearable in my ears.

The first time, it was Jiang Ruoli's call that comforted her. Listening to the little girl on the phone complaining softly about not buying the bag she liked, those trivial and boring words inexplicably had a huge healing effect, soothing his inner fear and depression.

At the doctor's suggestion, he always carried one item with him into the clinic after that.

It’s Jiang Ruoli’s black hair tie.

The hair rope was like an anchor. Holding it, he seemed to be able to smell Jiang Ruoli's scent, pulling him back to reality when he was in pain.

The person in his arms seemed to be sleeping uneasily, with his brows furrowed and seemed to be muttering something under his breath.

Pei Zigui lowered his head, gently patted the woman's back, and gently comforted her: "Baby, I'm here."

Just staring at her, it seems like he can never get enough of her.

His baby is the angel sent by God to save him.

In the early morning, it was still pitch black outside the window, and the sun had not yet risen, making people feel as if it was still late at night. Pei Zigui put on a thick coat for Jiang Ruoli and carried him to the car quietly.

This time, it was the co-pilot.