My Husband, Warm The Bed (CEO's Mistaken Wife)

Chapter 47: The Husband Is Sick But Can't Accompany

When Jane came back to her senses, she hurriedly followed, but was stopped by Xu Huiyi: "Jian Ran, Mr. Qin is here to take care of us, so I won't bother you. Go to work when you should."

Jian Ran was very uncomfortable hearing Xu Huiyi's words, because she obviously treated her as an outsider.

Her husband was ill, and she couldn't even rely on her. Jian Ran was so depressed that she seemed to be slapped hard.

Only then did she realize that she had never really entered Qin Yue's life. Qin Yue's life experience, Qin Yue's work, and everything about Qin Yue seemed untouchable to him.

Now that even Qin Yue is sick, she can't take care of him by his side as his wife.

She was about to wonder, is Qin Yue really her husband?

Jian Ran bit her lip, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. One was because she was worried about Qin Yue, and the other was because her heart was blocked.

"Wang Wang..." The sensible Mianmian sensed that Jian Ran was in a bad mood, rubbed her feet, and babbled a few times to comfort her.

Jian Ran squatted down and stroked Mianmian's head lightly: "Mianmian, Uncle Qin is sick, but mother can't take care of him by his side. Do you think mother is useless? "

"Wang Wang..." She cried out a few times, licked Jian Ran's hand again, and used its method to comfort Jian Ran.

"Thank you, Mianmian." Jian Ran patted Mianmian's head, "baby, go play. Mom is going to go to work."

Innovation and technology is an eventful time now. The things on Gu's and Xinghui's side have not stopped, and Qin Yue is sick again.

It's not Jane Ran's turn to take care of major matters in decision-making, but she can do her own job well, which can be regarded as sharing some responsibilities for Qin Yue.

Recently, because the business of innovation technology has hit a new low, the mood of employees of innovation technology has been affected, and everyone's mood at work is not very high.

Jian Ran didn't know whether Qin Yue was unable to fight against the Gu family, or whether he was still braking, trying to find the right time to counterattack.

Some colleagues in the office are chatting, some are browsing Weibo, and none of them are working seriously. This situation is very worrying.

Sighing quietly, Jian Ran packed up her emotions, turned on her work computer, and prepared to start a new day's work.

After checking several customer profiles, she called and contacted each other one by one to see if she could win the opportunity to meet, and then talk to the customer about the cooperation project.

After a few calls, the other party hung up on the grounds that they were busy with work, which made Jian Ran feel ashamed.

For most of the morning, Jian Ran spent her nose touching and worrying about Qin Yue's condition. Qin Yue's call came in at about ten o'clock in the morning.

Looking at the string of increasingly familiar phone numbers displayed on the phone screen, Jian Ran's hand trembled slightly while holding the phone, and she didn't swipe a few times because she was too anxious to swipe the answer button.

After finally getting through, I heard Qin Yue's low and hoarse voice on the phone: "Jian Ran, where are you?"

"Working in the company." Hearing Qin Yue's voice, Jian Ran's nerves, which had been tense all morning, finally relaxed.

As soon as Jian Ran's words came out, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and Qin Yue didn't seem to plan to say the next sentence.

Jian Ran waited, and was about to speak when she heard Qin Yue say, "then go to work."

"Qin Yue..." Jian Ran stopped him and pursed her lips, "Are you feeling better?"

"Can't die."

Qin Yue's indifferent voice came from the handset of the mobile phone to Jian Ran's ears, which made Jian Ran feel aggrieved and a little angry.

She bit her lip, a little pissed off, and said, "It's good if you don't die. If that's the case, I'll continue to work."

"Well." The man over there snorted indifferently and hung up the phone first.

Looking at the darkened mobile phone screen, Jian Ran's heart seemed to be tightly pinched by something, and she couldn't breathe.

She was worried about his condition all morning, and she was so worried that he hung up the phone before asking about his condition.

Jian Ran stared at the phone screen, and the phone screen lit up again. This time, it was Xu Huiyi who called.

Xu Huiyi called and asked Jian Ran to rush to Shengtian Hospital.

Shengtian Hospital is a very famous private hospital. It is said that the medical equipment is more advanced and complete than Jiangbei First People's Hospital, and the consumption is naturally ridiculously expensive.

Although Jian Ran was still a little angry with Qin Yue's attitude when she just spoke, it was impossible to keep her anger at him all the time. She had to see with her own eyes that he was well before she could feel at ease.

After finishing the call with Xu Huiyi, Jian Ran took leave to go home to cook vegetable porridge. People who have a high fever should eat some light food.

It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon when Jian Ran returned home from the company to cook porridge, and then rushed from home to Shengtian Hospital.

Shengtian Hospital is strictly guarded, and most people can't get in, so Xu Huiyi waited outside the security guard early.

Seeing Jian Ran, she greeted her with a smile: "Mrs. Qin, because I was worried about President Qin's safety this morning, I didn't pay attention to what I said. Please don't take it to heart."

"It's okay." Jian Ran didn't care about Xu Huiyi's attitude toward her. What she cared about was that when Qin Yue was sick, as his wife, she couldn't help anything.

She and Qin Yue are husband and wife, and they should be the two closest people, but this morning, she felt that she and Qin Yue were nothing.

After walking for more than ten minutes, she came to Qin Yue's ward. Xu Huiyi said, "this is President Qin's ward, so I won't go in."

Jian Ran nodded: "I've caused you trouble."

The door was closed, Jian Ran looked in through the crack of the door and saw a middle-aged woman in her fifties who was helping Qin Yue prepare food.

The woman took out a variety of exquisite snack boxes from an exquisite food box frame and placed them on the dining table one by one. Every movement was very skilled, and it was obvious that she often did these things.

Seeing that someone had prepared so much food for Qin Yue, Jian Ran looked at the insulation box in her hand and hid it behind her unconsciously, not wanting Qin Yue to see that the food she prepared for him was so shabby.

Jian Ran pushed open the door and went in, the woman immediately looked over, glanced at her, and then her eyes fell on the lunch box in her hand, with a bit of exploration.

The ward is a suite with one room and one living room. The living room is a rest area. It is very warmly furnished and has all furniture and appliances.

Qin Yue was not seen in the hall, and Jian Ran was not sure that Qin Yue was in the room.

Jian Ran looked at the woman and smiled awkwardly: "Does Qin Yue live here?"

The woman looked at Jian Ran for a while and then pointed to the room inside: "Master is in the back room."

"Thank you!" Jian Ran nodded politely to the woman with a smile, put the lunch box she brought on the coffee table aside, and then went to the room to see Qin Yue.

The inner room is the ward. Qin Yue, wearing a white patient uniform, is sitting on the hospital bed with a hanging needle in his left hand and a newspaper in his right hand.

"Qin Yue." Jian Ran called him, but he didn't raise his head, as if he didn't hear her voice.