Capture Love Alive: The Story of the Lengao Boss Chasing His Wife

Chapter 74 The Tenderness He Gives (Part [-])
He opened the door angrily, and went down the spiral staircase to the first floor with his legs blowing in the wind. In the dark European-style restaurant, the crystal chandelier was not turned on. Moving black figures.

"Pei Jinchen?" While calling his name, she walked to the wall and turned on the light.

Bright and dazzling light swayed down from above her head, and the familiar figure in suit and leather shoes was clearly reflected in her eyes.

With his back to her, his figure was as tall as a giant mountain, standing on the side of the long table, from the restaurant door to where he was standing, chairs and small ornaments were scattered all over the place.

"What are you doing?" Ye Wu frowned and asked, approaching him cautiously, and stopped half a meter away from him. She thought this distance was safe.

A strong alcohol smell came out, so strong!

Didn't Judy say that he pushed the banquet today?Where does the smell of spirits come from?

"Are you drunk?" she asked softly.

Her response was silence.

What, did he deliberately pretend he couldn't hear him?

With fire in her heart, Ye Wu walked around behind him and walked in front of him, "Didn't you hear me talking to you..."

The words stopped abruptly, and the eyes subconsciously enlarged due to the astonishment.

The face that was always evil and handsome was as white as paper at this moment. On the smooth forehead, there was a dense layer of crystal sweat. A series of slender traces.

"Are you okay?" Ye Wu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurried forward to help him.

"Go away." Pei Jinchen slapped her arm away, refusing her touch.

It's just two words, but it seems a little lack of energy, and even a little trembling.

Ye Wu staggered and was almost pushed to the ground by him, her back hit the corner of the table, and she gasped in pain.

What a kindness!
She grinned and rubbed her injured back, not forgetting to throw a fire-breathing knife at him and accuse him of his brutality.

A trace of annoyance quickly flashed through Pei Jinchen's deep eyes, "Get lost."

He ordered in a hoarse voice, and the undisguised hatred and rejection in his words caused Ye Wu's self-esteem to be stabbed immediately.

She bit her lips: "If you don't care, don't care, count me as nosy."

After all, she didn't even look at the man in front of her who seemed to be in great pain, and walked away. As soon as she reached the door of the restaurant, she turned her head again in a strange way. He was still standing there, motionless. Mo Zhu's figure seemed to be trembling slightly.

The tip of my heart couldn't help but move, and a feeling of unbearable feeling arose spontaneously.

"Is there something wrong with you? I'll find a doctor for you." Ye Wu went and came back, her tone was a little rushed, and she caught a glimpse of his big hand covering her abdomen, and a guess arose in her heart.

Could it be that he has a stomach problem?
"No." He wasn't weak enough to ask a woman for help.

Cold sweat dripped down his tense cheeks like beads of broken thread, and his stomach shrank and contracted in pain, as if a knife was poking in and out of it.

If it were someone else who suffered such pain, he would have cried out in pain long ago, but he never made a sound from the beginning to the end.

"Is now the time to be brave?" Does he know how to cherish his body?Ye Wu was so angry that she gave him a hard look, then turned around and ran into the kitchen, and took a glass of warm water for him, "Open your mouth and drink it, is there any stomach medicine in the room? No, I'd better find a private doctor to come over and show you." .”

She was busy running in and out, looking for a hot water bottle for him, refilling his medicine for him, calling Judy and asking for the phone number of his private doctor.

The sight blurred by cold sweat followed her all the time, looking at her busy back, the man's hard heart seemed to be touched and melted.

The warm light fell on her body, covering her petite and busy body, as if exuding a soft halo like the sun.

The doctor arrived at the villa half an hour later, helped him to the second floor and put him on the bed. After doing a simple physical examination for him, he shook his head and said, "Boss, this is because he drank too much alcohol, and he has another stomach problem."

Skillfully took out the needle tube, injected a needle for him, and then hung up the drip, the pain gradually eased under the effect of the medicine.

"Again?" Keenly grasping the information revealed in his words, Ye Wu asked strangely: "Does he often have stomach pains?"

"Boss's illness doesn't just happen in a day or two. Basically, he has to repeat it once a month..." As the exclusive private doctor in the villa, he knows Pei Jinchen's body very well, and knows everything about it.

"You talk too much." The man with his eyes closed and leaning on the soft pillow at the head of the bed was a little displeased, his sharp eyebrows furrowed slightly, "It's none of your business, get out."

The doctor sighed helplessly, "The water bag needs to be replaced in half an hour, Ms. Ye, I will trouble you."

"Oh." Ye Wu hurriedly nodded, and politely sent the doctor out, "Go slowly."

"Okay, Ms. Ye should go back and take care of the boss too, so there's no need to send her off." The doctor waved his hand, said goodbye to her, and drove the car he had come to leave the villa.

In the room, the dim wall lamps shone with warm halos.

Ye Wu pursed her lips and returned to the room, looking at the frowning man on the big bed, her mood was very complicated.

She always thought that this man is omnipotent, he is powerful and domineering, like a tyrant who controls the life and death of others!
But she didn't expect that he would have such a haggard and weak side.

Speaking of Pei Jinchen, everyone only knows that he is moody and unfathomable. He is a domineering figure in C City. He started his career as a young man in the underworld. Now he is a business genius standing proudly at the top of the entertainment industry. He is almost omnipotent.

But who would have imagined that he would also be in pain, sick, and fall weakly on the bed, sweating profusely like ordinary people?

Ye Wu bit her lips. This person, even if he is sick, has a sturdy aura that makes his legs weak, and he still does not lose a bit. He is like a beast that is sleeping. split throat.

The sense of danger radiated from him, permeating the room, dignified and terrifying.

She really wanted to let him go, anyway, the doctor had already given him an injection, so nothing else should happen to him, but looking at him like this, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they were firmly nailed to the spot.

"Do you want to drink water?" She was crying and unwilling.

The patient is right in front of her eyes, and she is also her boss. Even if she doesn't like him, she can't let him go.

"..." He half-closed his eyes and said nothing, his breathing became a little heavier, his muscular chest heaved up and down, and it seemed that there was still some pain.

Ye Wei left the room slowly, and Pei Jinchen slowly opened his eyes after the sound of footsteps disappeared.

have they gone?
A trace of imperceptible disappointment emerged in a small corner of his heart, but he deliberately ignored it.

A few minutes later, her petite figure appeared outside the door again, holding a hot water bottle in her hand, she walked carefully to the bedside, grabbed the quilt with her hand, and wanted to give him a hot compress.

The wrist was tightly gripped by a big sticky hand full of sweat, which was so heavy that it seemed to crush her bones.

it hurts!

She hissed slightly in pain, raised her head to meet his guarded and cold eyes, and explained weakly: "It won't be so uncomfortable with a warm compress."

He looked at her, as if to distinguish whether her concern came from the heart, or a means to get close to him.

Just when Ye Wu felt hairy in his heart, the pliers-like palm slowly loosened.

His body leaned against the soft pillow at the head of the bed, as if acquiescing to her approach.

Slowly undoing the buttons of the suit with fingers, the jacket opened to the sides, revealing the precious white shirt with silver and white patterns embroidered inside.

Cold sweat soaked his clothes, which felt wet and sticky.

Ye Wu gritted her teeth, the temperature on her face rose steadily, with a flushed face, tremblingly unbuttoned her shirt, took it off for him, and then put a hot water bottle on it.

The simple action made her sweat profusely.

Wiping the sweat stains off her face, she muttered, "You'd better change your clothes, otherwise, be careful of catching a cold tomorrow."

"Hmm." The man replied softly with a nasal voice.

(End of this chapter)