The world's most sassy sweet wife

Before he finished speaking, his nose began to bleed.

Yu Ziqing put the pack of toilet paper on the table in front of him, "Chairman Chang, I can see a doctor for you, but I won't interfere with Chang's affairs."

Chang Baiyuan wiped his nosebleed with paper, sighed and said, "I thought I was lucky enough to get my life back, and I could fight for at least another ten or twenty years, but unfortunately things backfired. I have a hunch that my days are numbered. "

Yu Ziqing looked at his unclean nosebleed and said solemnly:

"If you don't believe me, let Chang Song take you back to the hospital."

Chang Baiyuan blocked his nose with a tissue in one hand, and waved the other hand, "No need, I can't save it even if I went to the hospital. I heard what the doctor said to Xiaosong. They said that the cause could not be found out, and there was no treatment. Solution. In fact, this kind of situation happened a few years ago, and I have already experienced it. I probably got retribution for being a person who got into the eyes of money all my life. This is God’s punishment for me.”

Yu Ziqing still felt that something was wrong, and the effect of the panacea could not just make people shine.

Mother Jiang has fully recovered.

Could it be that the panacea is not as good as the longevity fruit?

She grabbed Chang Baiyuan's wrist and decided to take a pulse.

Outside the office, Chang Song has been guarding the door.

Everyone thinks the boss is a bit strange and abnormal.

The most important thing is that when the boss's father came, he went straight into Juju's office.

Can't even the boss listen to the content of their chat?
Du Weiwei put down her paintbrush, walked to Chang Song, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Chang Song saw that his father's condition was getting worse.

Nosebleed, I have to go to the hospital immediately.

A few years ago, my father also had such symptoms, and he was about to faint after a nosebleed.

Hearing Du Weiwei's voice unexpectedly, he was startled.

"Do your job and don't meddle in your own business," he said irritably.

Du Weiwei sized him up, narrowed her eyes and said, "Based on what I know about you, you must be in trouble now. Tell me, Miss Ben is here to help you."

Chang Song said impatiently: "Go, go, don't bother me."

Du Weiwei smiled and said, "What's the matter with you?"

I have known him for so many years, and I have inquired about his hobbies and personality since middle school, even if I don't fully understand him, I still have [-]% of them.

There must be something wrong with him now.

She thought of something, and asked, "By the way, your father is sick, why didn't he go to the hospital for treatment, and came to find sister Ziqing? Does he know that Ziqing is a doctor?"

Chang Song finally looked away and looked at Du Weiwei.

"Sister Ziqing is really a doctor?"

Du Weiwei nodded: "Yes, you don't know?"

She covered her mouth, realizing that she might have said something she shouldn't have said.

Chang Song asked: "Then Luo Weiyi is really her teacher?"

Du Weiwei looked flustered: "I don't know anything, don't ask me."

Chang Song grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to his office.

When Du Weiwei saw him close the door, she immediately hugged herself and made a defensive move.

"Don't mess around! I admit that I liked you before, but now I don't feel for you anymore."

Chang Song looked at her with disgust: "Don't worry, I don't have any thoughts about you."

Du Weiwei's nerves relaxed: "Then what do you want to do?"

Chang Song pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Have you ever heard Ziqing mention the old Chinese medicine doctor?"

Du Weiwei shook her head: "No. What old Chinese doctor?"

Chang Song sighed: "Since you don't know, forget it, I have nothing to talk to you."

He originally wanted to make sure if Luo Weiyi was that old Chinese doctor, or an elder of the Luo family?
He didn't know what he could do, he just wanted to stop his father's plan.

Because he promised Yu Ziqing from the beginning to keep it a secret.

Du Weiwei's curiosity was aroused, and she grabbed him and asked, "What old Chinese doctor? Tell me."

Chang Song opened the door and walked out first.

Du Weiwei chased after her: "Don't talk halfway."

The friends in the studio watched the two of them run out of the office within 2 minutes of entering the office. For a moment, the fire of gossip was blazing.

"Is there a story between the boss and Weiwei?"

"There must be. I heard that they have known each other since they were teenagers."

"Will Weiwei be our proprietress in the future?"

Du Weiwei followed Chang Song, relentlessly chasing after her, "What do you mean? What's wrong with Miss Ziqing?"

At this time, Yu Ziqing came out of the office, glanced around, and locked on Chang Song.

"Chang Song, come in."

Chang Song immediately answered and walked over.

Du Weiwei wanted to keep up, but she didn't dare to get close.

Yu Ziqing said: "Weiwei, check to see if there is a water basin in the studio, get some water in, and find a towel."

Du Weiwei said, "Okay!"

Everyone in the studio looked around curiously, not knowing what was going on in Juju's office.

Du Weiwei entered the office with a basin in her hand, and saw Chang Baiyuan lying on the sofa, half of his face below his nose was covered in blood, and his front was also stained with blood.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her hands trembled, and she almost lost the water basin.

Half a basin of clear water swayed in the basin for a while before calming down slowly.

"What happened to Uncle Chang?" She asked worriedly.

Chang Baiyuan was conscious, but his complexion was very pale, with some bruises in his paleness.

Seeing Du Weiwei coming in, he forced a smile, "Little girl, get out quickly, don't scare you."

Du Weiwei was indeed taken aback, but she was quite courageous, and she calmed down after being shocked for a while.

"I forgot to get the towel, I'll go get it." After speaking, he trotted out.

Chang Baiyuan looked at her leaving figure and smiled: "This little girl is also stupid. Xiaosong, why don't you promise her, I don't think you hate her very much."

Chang Song said with a dark face: "I just regard her as my younger sister and have no other ideas. I want to take you to the hospital, but you still don't go. What are you doing?"

Chang Baiyuan smiled: "Okay, Dad doesn't care about you anymore. Anyway, you won't be alive for a few days, so you can do whatever you like."

"Dad! Can you stop doing this!" Chang Song was about to be driven crazy by his father.

He looked at Yu Ziqing helplessly, and asked, "Sister, what should I do now?"

Yu Ziqing frowned and said, "Your father was poisoned."

Chang Song was stunned: "Poisoned? But my dad's blood test result is normal!"

Yu Ziqing nodded, "According to his pulse condition, he was indeed poisoned. I have an antidote pill, now it's up to you whether you want to use it or not."

Chang Song looked hesitant, his eyes full of anticipation, but his heart was tangled.

Their father and son brought Yu Ziqing a lot of trouble, how could they have the nerve to ask for an antidote?

Chang Baiyuan waved his hand: "Forget it, don't waste the good medicine."

Chang Song still couldn't bear to see his father lose his life, so he looked at Yu Ziqing and said, "Sister, please save my father."

Yu Ziqing nodded and said, "Wait for me."

She returned to her office seat, pretending to take something out of the drawer, but actually took it out of the space at an angle that they couldn't see.

He glanced at the mobile phone on the table and frowned.

This morning, the phone was a little too quiet.

Is it muted?Or disconnected?