When the doctor heard this, he was so happy that he stuffed the notebook into the medicine box and said, "Hey, is he not taking it properly? He has a gastrointestinal cold? It just so happens that my graduate research direction is related to stomach problems, so let me take a look."

I fuck your mother! I've been cursing with strength. I've been constipated for a week. I'm so fucked up with a gastrointestinal cold! You can't tell the late stage of gastric cancer if you study the stomach? Take your hair off my chest!

I didn't have the strength to shout, and I couldn't shout it out. After glaring at the doctor, Cheng Yuanfeng glared at me. When Cheng Yuanfeng received my gaze, he smiled very gently and said, "Don't be afraid."

I'm afraid of you! Your second brother doesn't hurt anymore, right?

The doctor pressed my chest for a long time, and my stomach hurt even more. Finally, I raised my head, thought for a long time, and said, "No big problem. I have some light and easy-to-digestible things these days. I took a nap with a little drip and my fever subsided at night."

As I got a little bit of drip, the feeling of drowsiness gradually came. Cheng Yuanfeng sat by the bed and helped me pull the quilt, and I fell asleep again.

In my sleep, I heard him walking around and making phone calls outside, and occasionally words like "mergers and acquisitions" popped up, which made me feel distracted and wonder what he was thinking about. I had no money anymore. If I hadn't met Jiang Lei, I would have been so free and easy now.

It's ridiculous. I have a lover, a job, and a home, but I still have to rely on a stranger I have known for only two months.

My mind turned and my head started to hurt. I turned over, threw away the drip, and then went to bed. I slept until the night, and my whole body was sweating several times, and the bed sheets were wet. I felt uncomfortable all over. I remembered to change my clothes, but my limbs were sore and unwilling to move. After a while, I heard footsteps. Cheng Yuanfeng walked in and helped me pull out the needle. I hummed twice, and I was picked up by him on one side of my body.

The warm wet towel wiped off the sweat from my body and changed into a new set of pajamas. Then, I wrapped me up with a quilt, sat on a chair, and replaced the sweat-soaked sheets. I pulled the quilt, probably sweating all over. Although I still had no strength on my body, I was not as sad as I started. He threw the wet sheets on the ground and turned around. Unexpectedly, I would wake up and smiled and said, "It's not better."

"I probably won't burn it anymore," I said.

He came over to touch my head, stuffed the thermometer under my armpit, and said, "Are you hungry? I cooked porridge and I will serve you a bowl."

I nodded. He carried me back to the bed, looked at the time, picked up the sheets and walked out. I opened my mouth, but in the end I didn't say anything.

I really want to ask him if that happened last night, it still hurts now.

After a while, the sound of water filling from the washing machine was heard. I was a little thirsty and stood up to pour some water to drink. As soon as I walked to the outside room, I heard a "buzzing" sound. I looked around. Sure enough, the phone he placed on the coffee table was vibrating.

As I walked over, I looked into the kitchen. He didn't know what he was cutting, and the knife hit the cutting board, "Bang bang bang". I pulled my slippers, bent down and picked up my phone. I wanted to send it to him, but I glanced at the number and couldn't walk anymore.

It's Song Xiao.

I answered the call from the gods and ghosts. After the call was connected, both sides were silent for a moment. Then, a angrily question came from Song Xiao: "Cheng Yuanfeng! Why didn't you answer my phone? Didn't you agree to have dinner together tonight? What excuses did you think of? Let me tell you, I'll wait for you for another half an hour, and if you don't come, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

I frowned slightly. This tone and attitude, no one dared to talk to Cheng Yuanfeng like this for many years, right?

If he broke the appointment before, I would call and scold him. In the past two years, I was too lazy to care. If he didn't come, I would order food by myself. Anyway, he would go home to sleep no matter how late he was. I could kick him and relieve his anger the next morning while he was not awake.

I didn't answer, and I laughed silently while holding my phone in my hand. I couldn't get a response there and said angrily: "Hey? Can't you hear? You're talking!"

Of course I can't speak, I'll be anxious to you.

He was indeed anxious, and his tone began to soften, saying, "Do you don't like eating Western food? It doesn't matter, we will change the store, you can eat whatever you want. Yuanfeng, it's not easy for my mother to come here from afar. I told her everything about us. At least you can come to see her, don't let me get out of Taiwan, okay?"

Oh, I pay homage to the parents of both sides. This matter cannot be careless. I quickly turned around and wanted to turn around in the kitchen to inform Cheng Yuanfeng. Unexpectedly, he stood behind me, with a bowl of porridge in his left hand and a plate of pickles in his right hand, with a little dark expression. I shrugged, put my phone directly to his ear, and took the porridge and pickles in his hand, and walked to the coffee table alone to eat with big mouthfuls. He looked at me with a complicated expression, shouted at the person on the other end of the phone: "Let's talk about it later", and simply hung up the phone.

"Xiaoyun..." He took a deep breath. As soon as he turned on, the phone called over there. He wanted to hang up again, so I waved my hand with pickles in my mouth: "Respond quickly, mother-in-law can't offend me."

I shouldn't have made such a kind suggestion. Cheng Yuanfeng's face turned off just by turning off the phone.

I raised my head, ate the bottom of the bowl into my stomach, and lamented: "It's over, you offended your mother-in-law, and you have to prepare double portions of the betrothal gift."

"Qin Yun! No matter how sick you are, you can't control your broken mouth!" He snatched my bowl away viciously. After a while, he served another bowl and sat beside me and watched me eat. I couldn't eat it after half of the bowl. Now my stomach capacity has shrunk sharply, and 80% of the cancer cells have occupied half of the rivers and mountains, and he was planning to unify the country. When he saw that I had finished eating, he didn't bother me, so he drank the remaining porridge with a few bites. I rubbed my stomach and leaned on the sofa in a daze. Unexpectedly, this person suddenly came over to pull my clothes.

"I'm a patient!" I shouted.

"I didn't plan to do anything to you! Where is the thermometer?" He said in a bad tone.

I was stunned: "I don't know... I forgot..."

He stood up with a "leap" voice, his tone was helpless and irritable, and said, "I dare to hit me, I..."

"I" something, he didn't say anything, and went to the bedroom to search and found it next to the pillow. He rushed out of the room in anger. I held my cell phone and raised my eyebrows, which was even more unhappy than him: "Someone called me, did you answer?"

He nodded and said, "Why don't you tell me about your car accident?"

You and San'er are both entangled in the toilet, and you still care whether I can get into a car accident? I just called back and there was someone in the 4S store. I made an appointment with me to pick up the car the afternoon after tomorrow.

"You're not telling me anything now." He handed over a handful of medicine.

"Where did you find such a Mongolian doctor?" I pointed to a handful of red and green pills, "What is this? Is it so complicated to kill people?"

Mr. Cheng Yuanfeng gritted his teeth: "Yes, it's just killing you, do you eat it?"

My eyes went back and forth between him and the medicine, and I happily accepted: "Eat, even if I don't take it anyway, you have some ways to kill me." After all, I was young and my body had much better ability to resist hits. I remember that my father's fever last time did not go away. After a whole week of hard work, I only took three days to jump around again. It was just that there were sequelae. Every time I ate, I started to have stomachache, and occasionally coughed up blood.

I turned off Song Xiao's design draft, picked up my phone to dial, and dialed it for the first time, but no one answered it, and dialed it for the second time. The other party answered it very quickly this time, and his voice was filled with surprise: "Did you finally remember me?"

I dragged Song Xiao’s design draft into the recycling bin, clicked to clear it, and said with a smile: “How dare I forget Master, Master is the guiding light on my emotional road.”

Jiang Lei nodded twice with satisfaction and said, "Why have you disappeared these days?"

"I'm sick and have a fever." I continued to hear the inquiring hum from over there, "I have a fever for no reason, and that kind of lump appeared in my upper abdomen."

"So fast?" Jiang Lei's voice calmed down, "Did you not take the medicine I gave you at all?"

"I ate, but I often forget." I rubbed my forehead, "We won't say this, we'll talk about some serious matters. If I only give you a quarterly account, can you tell me what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

"I doubt that Cheng Yuanfeng is playing some economic tricks. I am not proficient in the economy. The accountant gave me the accounts of the previous quarter. I can't tell anything wrong after looking. Are you not very good at it? Please take a look."

"This is your company's account. Don't worry about giving me an outsider?" He chuckled, "Aren't you afraid that I will report the fake account to the tax bureau?"

"What can I do if I'm not at ease? I can't understand it myself. What's more, aren't you much richer than Cheng Yuanfeng, and you still care about these?" I played with the signature pen on the table, "Not only that, I also want to use your supernatural powers to check the bag company established by Cheng Yuanfeng."

"Which company did you say he used to transfer funds?"

"I have known him for seven years. He is not yet at the point where he is afraid that I will leave with money to set up a company in order to find a mistress. He must have a more important purpose in establishing this company. I want to know why."

Jiang Lei couldn't help laughing: "You finally found out. When you told me, I felt something was wrong. I was afraid that you would break up with him and set up a company. He was too terrible. How complicated is the procedures for establishing a company now? Besides, this company was established two times ago, and the legal person is not him."

Founded three years ago?

No matter how slow I am, I know that he certainly did not cheat two years ago, and our lives were calm. The only twists and turns was that the company had a short-term break in capital chain. Ms. Cheng's timely financing made the biggest crisis of the company's establishment quietly disappear invisible, but the rush at that time gave him time to set up a bag company?

"When did you find this?"

"After you told me, I felt something was wrong, so I checked a little. But to be honest, I basically agree with the inside story if you think there is something inside. Because I can't find too much content for this company," said Jiang Lei.

I pondered for a while and said, "I'll send you the account first and take a look. You can check the company's affairs by the way. Let me see if I can ask something useful from Cheng Yuanfeng."

He snapped his fingers and instantly turned into a gossip man: "As far as I know, except for the boss, the accountant has no right to copy the accounts to others."

"But I'm the one who is their boss." I crossed my legs, "If I put some pressure on me, of course she will give me some pressure. If she put some pressure on me, she will think that the boss agreed to me."

"Oh," Jiang Lei suddenly realized, "I have to call the accountant quickly. My wife checks the accounts in the future, no!"
Chapter completed!