After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe dexterously turned the mobile phone around with her fingers, turned to hold it in the palm of her hand, and took a step back.

Fu Yu's hand was empty.

As soon as she stretched out her hand like this, it was tantamount to not calling herself.

Shen Yanhe smiled sarcastically, and looked at Fu Yu: "You want to steal my phone?"

The guests present looked at Fu Yu with meaningful eyes.

Qi Yunqian looked at Fu Yu with an ugly face, and clenched his hands into fists: "Fu Yu, what did you want to do just now?"

Fu Yu's face changed again and again, and he glared at Shen Yanhe bitterly, then looked at him pitifully, coughed weakly twice, and hurriedly argued: "I don't want brother Yunqian to watch the video."

"Shen Yanhe and Song Shiwei are good friends. The video she recorded must be biased. Brother Yunqian, I..."

As Fu Yu spoke, his face turned pale suddenly, his body swayed, his eyes closed, and his body limply fell into Qi Yunqian's arms.

Qi Yunqian's expression changed, he hugged Fu Yu quickly, and shouted at the crowd, "Call an ambulance!"

The guests were also a little flustered, and they all took out their mobile phones to call 120.

"He fainted, call an ambulance!"

"I've already called 120, does anyone know first aid? Go up and give her first aid first!"

"I'll do it." Shen Yanhe handed the mobile phone to Song Shiwei who was standing silently behind her, and raised her skirt and stepped forward: "My major in college is medicine, and I have studied first aid courses. I will come to first aid."

Shen Yanhe walked up to Qi Yunqian and pointed to the floor: "Put her down so I can take first aid measures."

Qi Yunqian quickly put Fu Yu down.

As soon as Shen Yanhe squatted down to check Fu Yu's situation, she saw the eyeballs under Fu Yu's eyelids were moving uncomfortably.

He immediately understood that Fu Yu was just pretending to be dizzy.

Shen Yanhe sneered, instead of revealing it, he checked Fu Yu's pupils and heartbeat.

Fu Yu, whose eyelids were lifted by her, looked at her with resentment.

Shen Yanhe turned a blind eye, lowered her eyelids, and pretended to say: "The pupils and heartbeat are normal, it may be that she fainted from the stimulation just now, I will try to pinch her."

As soon as the words fell, she pinched her cock with her thumb, pressed hard, and patted Fu Yu's face with her other free hand: "Fu Yu, wake up, wake up."

The pain from Renzhonghe's face made Fu Yu's body tense instantly, and he almost screamed out.

She cursed inwardly, that bitch Shen Yanhe did it on purpose!

She had clearly seen that she hadn't fainted, yet she pinched and slapped her so vigorously!

No matter how much she scolded in her heart, she still endured the pain on her face, pretending to be fainted and unwilling to wake up.

Fu Yu was pampered and spoiled since he was a child, and his skin was tender. When Shen Yanhe deliberately pinched and patted him twice, Ren Zhonghe's face quickly turned red and swollen.

But even so, Fu Yu still didn't wake up.

Shen Yanhe sneered inwardly, stepped forward and crossed his hands, and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him, deliberately increasing his strength.

If Fu Yu really fell into a coma, she wouldn't be able to feel the pain caused by cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

But she is sober now.

She clearly felt Shen Yanhe's heavy pressure on her chest.

And the force was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that Fu Yu's chest ached, and she even heard the sound of her ribs being cracked.

Fu Yu clenched his hands into fists and endured it until he was sweating profusely, but he didn't want to open his eyes to wake up.

At first, Qi Yunqian really thought that Fu Yu had passed out. When he saw Shen Yanhe performing CPR, he wanted to ask if artificial respiration was needed.

Out of the corner of his eye, at this moment, he saw Fu Yu's tightly clenched hand.

In an instant, he understood.

Fu Yu was pretending to be dizzy.

Shen Yanhe tormented Fu Yu. Seeing that she was sweating profusely and didn't want to wake up, her eyes flickered, and she said nonsense: "I haven't woken up like this, it seems that she has entered a deep coma, and she needs to use it." my needle."

She turned sideways and reached out to Song Shiwei: "Shiwei, give me the phone."

Song Shiwei handed her the phone.

She tapped on the phone screen, put it next to her ear and said, "Wufang, bring the golden needle I brought to Xiaohuayuan."

Fu Yu just recovered from the strong suffocation and pain when he heard Shen Yanhe's words.

Thinking of the unbearable pain just now, she couldn't help it.

Finally, very "weakly" opened his eyes.

Shen Yanhe raised her eyebrows, stood up and looked at Qi Yunqian: "Oh, it seems that the golden needle is no longer needed, Mr. Qi, I'm awake."

Fu Yu sat up and covered her aching chest and coughed twice. She looked at Qi Yunqian with teary eyes, and said softly, "Brother Yunqian, I'm in so much pain, so uncomfortable."

Being teased by Fu Yu one after another, Qi Yunqian looked very bad when facing her, and said coldly with a strong attitude: "If you feel uncomfortable, see a doctor. Someone has already called 120."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Lan hurried over with the doctor.

"What's the matter? What happened? Why did you call an ambulance suddenly?"

As soon as she got close, Su Lan saw Fu Yu, who was like a soaked chicken, and her red and swollen face, and yelled, "Oh my God! Xiaoyu, why is your face like this? You're still wet all over." of? Fell into the water?"

Fu Yu flattened his mouth aggrieved: "Aunt Su..."

Su Lan quickly directed the doctor to come forward: "Aunt Su is here, hurry up, go and take Xiaoyu to the hospital for an injection for a checkup, don't catch a cold!"

The doctor hurried forward and even set up a stretcher.

Fu Yu took advantage of the situation and lay down on the stretcher "weakly", coughing weakly, and was escorted by Su Lan to the ambulance with the doctor.

Qi Yunqian kept a cold face the whole time, and didn't look at Fu Yu again.

Seeing that Fu Yu had been taken to the hospital, the surrounding guests dispersed one after another.

Shen Yanhe patted Fu Yu's hand just now, got up and was about to take Song Shiwei away.

Qi Yunqian's deep voice came: "Wait."

He strode forward and stopped Shen Yanhe, but his eyes fell on Song Shiwei.

Shen Yanhe's exquisite eyebrows and eyes finally revealed a bit of impatience. She held Song Shiwei's wrist, blocked his sight, and looked at him coldly: "Mr. Qi is still busy? Or do you want to watch the video?"

Qi Yunqian looked at Song Shiwei seriously and seriously, and said in a low voice, "Shiwei, let's talk."

Shen Yanhe laughed angrily.

How could he still have the face to talk to Shi Wei?

Just as she was about to speak, Song Shiwei held Shen Yanhe's hand instead, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Okay, just right, I have something, I want to confirm with you."

"But." Song Shiwei looked at him with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "This time, I will let Yan Yan accompany me, so as not to let something happen to you later, and it will be on me again."

Hearing her words, Qi Yunqian's face felt as if someone had slapped him, and it was burning hot.

The more painful and depressing thing was his heart.

He was silent for a few seconds, then agreed in a muffled voice: "Okay."

Qi Yunqian turned around and walked towards the swing, that place was more hidden, quieter and more suitable for conversation.

Song Shiwei stepped up to keep up.

When Shen Yanhe was about to follow behind her.

With a solemn face, Wu Fang hurriedly ran towards her: "Young Madam, something happened to the Young Master, please follow me!"