Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

When she came out of the bathroom, Ye Mian was still immersed in the ambiguous feeling of blushing and beating heartbeat. When she first heard the name "Yaoyao", she seemed to be forced to swallow a fly.

The ambiguous feelings are gone, only the response is left.

"Young Master Qiao! Yaoyao can't breathe suddenly, come out quickly!"

Hearing the anxious cry of the nanny again, Qiao Zhanbei recalled the last time Tong Yaoyao's hand was burned, and a trace of annoyance floated between his brows.

He still walked to the door anxiously.

Ye Mian followed him, hugged him from behind, stuck to him, dragged him, and silently prevented him from opening the door.

"Hey, I'll go and ask what's the matter." Qiao Zhanbei stamped his feet, turned his body sideways, turned his head to look at her behind him, raised his hand to stroke her hair, and coaxed her softly.

Ye Mian let go of her and followed him to the back of the door.

Qiao Zhanbei opened the door: "What's the matter?"

"Young Master Qiao! Yaoyao, she suddenly has trouble breathing, go and have a look!"

The nanny at the door stamped her feet, clapped her hands, and cried, as if Tong Yaoyao was really dying.

Qiao Zhanbei's gentle face gradually sank, his expression was serious, and he was about to go out.

Ye Mian squeezed in front of him, crossed her arms, looked at the nanny outside the door, sarcastically: "This is a hospital, she is sick, you asked the doctor to save her, why are you looking for my husband?"

After the words fell, she closed the door with one hand.

Jiang Xiujin outside the door was stunned for a moment, then slapped the door again: "Young Master Qiao! Yaoyao has been sent to the emergency room! In case of her, if something happens to her tonight, you will regret it for the rest of your life! She, She finally woke up!"

This nanny can really talk, every sentence pokes at Qiao Zhanbei's nerves, and it is only natural for him, a married man, to treat him as the man of her family's eldest lady.

Ye Mian felt even more anxious.

"I'll go over and have a look." Qiao Zhanbei's tone obviously lost warmth.

Ye Mian took a step back, leaning her back against the door panel, with firm eyes, and answered him with actions.

Qiao Zhanbei frowned slightly, and his tone was a bit cold: "She has been sent to the first aid, Mianmian, this is a matter of life and death, don't be willful."

capricious?

She worked hard to defend her dignity as a wife, which in his eyes was capricious.

Ye Mian moved away numbly, without looking at him.

Seeing her angry and hurt look, Qiao Zhanbei hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and went out immediately.

After he left, Ye Mian's mind was full of the decadent appearance of Qiao Zhanbei shutting himself in the room, smoking and drinking after Tong Yaoyao got into a car accident.

Yes, he almost regretted it for the rest of his life.

Last time, Tong Yaoyao was burnt on the back of her hand, and he felt it was very serious. Now that she heard that Tong Yaoyao was sent for emergency treatment, of course he had to go there.

Thinking of how enthusiastic she was just because of his "Mrs. Qiao", Ye Mian really wanted to beat herself up.

At the door of the emergency room, Tong Yaoyao was pushed out, with an oxygen mask on her face and her eyes closed, looking very weak.

Qiao Zhanbei glanced at her and walked towards the doctor: "What's the matter with her?"

"The patient suddenly induced anaphylactic shock and had dyspnea. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and is now fine. As for the allergens, we have to wait for the results of the blood test."

"Why do you suddenly have allergies? My lady hasn't eaten any food that is prone to allergies in the past two days? I have been watching her diet very closely, and I have never dared to let her eat indiscriminately." Jiang Xiujin looked terrified and scared. The look of being held accountable.

"The patient was in a vegetative state before, and all aspects of the body's functions have not fully recovered. Not only the diet, but also all aspects must be paid attention to, even the air is very sensitive." The doctor explained.

"Air? Doctor, could it be pollen allergies? Someone gave my lady a roomful of flowers today..." Jiang Xiujin looked at Qiao Zhanbei, not daring to continue.

The doctor frowned and said seriously, "Flowers all over the room? I told you that the air in the patient's room must be kept clean and ventilated."

"Yeah, I was going to stop it, but I didn't... Well, my young lady was almost killed!" Jiang Xiujin looked embarrassed.

"The result hasn't come out yet, why are you so excited?" Qiao Zhanbei glanced at the nanny and said displeased.

Doctor: "Yes, it's not too late to analyze the cause after the results of allergens come out. At present, to be on the safe side, we still need to change the patient's ward."

Tong Yaoyao was placed in a new VIP ward. Her vital signs were normal, and the nurse pulled her oxygen out.

Qiao Zhanbei raised his wrist and looked at his watch. After telling the nanny to take good care of Tong Yaoyao, he was about to leave when the person on the hospital bed woke up.

"Brother Qiao..." Tong Yaoyao called weakly.

As Qiao Zhanbei approached the hospital bed, Tong Yaoyao reached out to grab his hand, but he avoided it gently.

"Brother Joe, I, I just felt very uncomfortable. The feeling of suffocation is terrible... It's like drowning, yes, it's the same feeling as that time when I was drowning. I wanted to breathe, but I couldn't. I can't see you anymore..." Tong Yaoyao said, her mouth curled up, tears streaming down her face.

Drowning refers to the time when Ye Mian pushed her into the swimming pool.

Thinking of that time, Qiao Zhanbei was quite helpless. He pulled a chair and sat down, took out a piece of tissue, and wiped her tears.

"Yaoyao, I'm here to accompany you, don't be afraid, don't think about the past, just sleep peacefully." He said expressionlessly.

Thinking that Ye Mian might be angry with him right now, Qiao Zhanbei felt like sitting on pins and needles.

Tong Yaoyao couldn't figure out whether he was angry with Ye Mian at this time, she squeezed out a sensible smile, "Brother Qiao, I don't blame Mianmian for that incident, just thinking about it, I still feel psychological shadow."

Qiao Zhanbei frowned, thoughtful.

Seeing this, Tong Yaoyao added a sentence: "Brother Qiao, don't make me sleepy again because of me."

Qiao Zhanbei came back to his senses: "I didn't."

Tong Yaoyao: "..."

Shouldn't he be angry with Ye Mian?

That time, although the water in the swimming pool was only knee-deep, she deliberately choked on a few sips of water, which made him feel bad.

Seeing Qiao Zhanbei looking at her phone again, Tong Yaoyao closed her eyes bored.

Over there, Jiang Xiujin stealthily obtained Tong Yaoyao's allergen test sheet, in which "pollen" was clearly written.

"Auntie, I will only help you once with this matter, and there must be no next time."

In an empty corner, the laboratory technician in a white coat whispered to Jiang Xiujin.

"What's wrong with helping my aunt more? If I hadn't helped you find a relationship, you would have come to work in such a good hospital?" Jiang Xiujin looked unhappy, "Besides, this is not a heinous thing."

Isn't it just to wrong Ye Mian in front of Qiao Zhanbei?

"Okay, okay, I'm going to be on duty." The young man finished in a low voice, and left as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Xiujin took the test sheet, hurried back to the ward, and handed it to Qiao Zhanbei.