An older single woman meets a domineering CEO on a blind date

I cried and said: My heart is so cold, I have no confidence, now even your mother doesn't like me

He panicked the moment he saw me crying, stood up and hugged me and said: Baby, please don't cry, okay? My mother doesn't dislike you, she just said that for the sake of the child.

I put my arms around his waist, buried my head in his chest, and said: Husband, you won't leave me, will you?

He also hugged me tightly and said: No, I won't leave even if you chase me away, please stop crying, okay? I feel bad when you cry.

He said this and wiped my tears.

I said: The HR from your new company called and said she has something to talk to you about, so please call her back.

He said: Do you need me for something?

I didn't say anything and just nodded at him.

The uncle picked up his phone and called her.

After hanging up, the uncle said to me: I thought it was something else, please ask for leave from me on Monday.

I didn't say anything, and I was still in a bad mood. The uncle pulled back the quilt and hugged me and lay on the bed for a while, trying to make me happy.

After chatting with him for a while, I finally felt better.

I went back to my room at about ten o'clock, fearing that my father would come back and check on me at night.

Then I suffered from insomnia again that night and couldn’t sleep the whole night.

My father came back around two in the morning. I clearly heard the door open. He actually ran to my room to check on me. I pretended to be asleep.

……

The next day, the uncle got up at six o'clock again to buy breakfast.

My father is so heartless. He ate happily and didn't say a word to praise the uncle.

After eating, I put on some makeup and prepared to go out and play with the uncle.

As a result, when I just reached the door, I felt dizzy, probably because I didn’t sleep well last night. One of my feet was not stable, and I fell down the steps at the door of my house.

Fortunately, the steps were not high. It was a bit hot that day and I rolled up my sleeves, but my arms rubbed against the ground and scraped my skin.

I was in so much pain that tears came out.

The uncle was so scared that he held my hand and asked, "Does it hurt? Your skin is broken."

Without saying a word, he pulled me into the car and rushed to the hospital.

He kept talking about me along the way, saying that I was dreaming and could even fall down the stairs. How could I be such a grown man?

After arriving at the hospital, he quickly went to the surgery department to help me get an appointment.

Fortunately, there are not many people in the surgery department, so you can just walk over and see it.

When we reached the door, my number was called and the uncle helped me in.

But when I walked in and took a look, I was stunned.

Damn! The doctor inside is actually a surgeon!

When I saw it was him, I stood at the door, not knowing what to do.

He was wearing a white coat and looked as handsome as before. He sat in front of the computer, looked at me and then at the uncle.

The uncle also recognized this pretty boy ex.

We looked at each other in awkward silence for a moment, and then the uncle said nothing, grabbed my arm and tried to walk out.

I didn’t want to say anything, so I turned around and followed the uncle. The surgeon suddenly shouted at me: Hey, ex-girlfriend, you don’t have to leave when you see me, right?

When you see a doctor, we are just a doctor and a patient. I won't prescribe poison for you...

I stopped in my tracks instantly.

Then he stood up and walked towards me, and said: I just saw your name on the computer and was thinking, it couldn’t be you, but I didn’t expect it was really you.

I turned around and looked at him and said, "What's wrong? Why can't I come to the hospital? It's not yours."

He said: You can come, you are welcome to come.

Welcome, sister!

Then he looked at me and said: What happened to you? Were you hit by a car?

After saying that, he pointed at the uncle and said: Did he hit you?

Damn, he did that to the uncle on purpose.

The uncle's face turned black, and he said angrily: How can you talk like that, you quack doctor? You were the one who was hit by the car, I am her boyfriend!

The surgeon pointed at the old man and said to me: "Oh, so this is your girlfriend? I thought you were hit by a car early this morning and they sent you to the hospital for a checkup."

I said: You curse me to death every day, right? You were the one who got hit by the car!

He smiled and said: How could I curse you? I am an angel in white, saving lives and healing the wounded.

I was too lazy to talk to him, so I just went into the clinic and sat down at the desk.

The uncle followed me closely.

The surgeon also turned around and sat down in front of the computer and asked: What happened to you?

I said: I fell this morning and my hand scraped against the ground, getting a scratch.

He said: Let me see.

Then he came and held my hand.

I looked up at the uncle. His face looked a little ugly, but he didn't say anything and kept staring at my hand.

The surgeon grabbed my hand, looked at it and said, "How did you fall like this? How did you fall like this? I never let you fall when you were with me."

Damn, I really want to hit him.

So you fell. How can you tell me that you never fell when you were with him? It's obvious that you are talking about the uncle!

I pulled my hand out of his and was about to speak when the uncle interrupted me and said: Because we didn't sleep well last night, she felt a little dizzy when she woke up in the morning, and she didn't look at the road and accidentally fell.

The surgeon was so angry that he took a long time to speak.

This uncle is invincible when it comes to arguing with others!

He said: You are not in good health, go to bed early in the future. Women who stay up late will age quickly. I see that you have aged several years since you broke up with me. Take me for example. I go to bed at 10 o'clock every night now to stay healthy!

Damn it, he actually said that I was several years older. I looked at him and thought, how can you sleep at 10 o'clock when you chat in the middle of the night? I don't believe you, before you say this, ask yourself if you believe it?

Then the uncle suddenly said: People without girlfriends of course go to bed early, what else do they have to do...

I wanted to laugh instantly, and then the surgeon stopped talking.

I asked: Do I need to bandage my hand?

The surgeon took a glance and said: No need to bandage it, there is no bleeding, just a little skin breakage. I'll prepare a bottle of medicine for you to rub it.

I said: Okay.

The surgeon asked: "Did it just fall on your hand? Was it on your body?"

I touched my back with my backhand and said: The left side of my back hurts a little, maybe I fell.

The uncle held my shoulders and asked hurriedly: Your back hurts too? Why didn't you tell me?

I said: I didn’t feel anything when I first fell, but when I got to the hospital I felt a slight pain.

The surgeon stood up and walked behind me, then put his hand on my back and pressed it...

Then ask: Here?

I said: No, a little higher.

And then, damn, he pressed so hard.

I cried out in pain.

I really want to kick him.

I yelled at him: Can you be gentler? Your hand is so heavy that even if there is no problem, you have caused a problem.

He asked: Is there any skin on your back?

I said: I don’t know.

Then he pointed to the small room inside and said: Come in, I'll help you take a look.

Damn it! This bastard, he deliberately messed with us!

The uncle said hurriedly: The skin is not broken, I checked.

The surgeon looked up and asked the uncle: Didn’t you just say that she had pain in her back? Don’t you know that?

The uncle's face turned green with anger. He pulled me up and said: Come on, I'll help you take a look.