Tough CEO Loves Potently

"Sir, we have pumped a lot of blood from the patient's head, but there are some places where the nerves are thin, so we dare not do it."

"And then? Is she going to be ok? Will it be ok? "

Qin Ziyu took a deep breath, his face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes glared at each other.

"Well, we'll have to observe it in the intensive care unit, and we won't know the result until the patient wakes up."

The doctor spoke helplessly.

Qin Ziyu's hands were tightly clenched and his spirit was tight.

"What's the chance that something will happen to her?"

What's the probability of an accident?

The doctor shook his head, his face a little helpless.

"About forty percent!"

Forty percent!

Qin Ziyu was shocked and watched the people push Gu Zheng into the intensive care unit. He quickly followed him.

"Ziyu, what are you doing? Didn't come back so late? "

Qin's mother waited at home, but she didn't come back at eleven. She had to call her son.

Qin Ziyu closed her eyes and looked pale.

"Mom, Gu Zheng, something happened to her."

"What?"

What happened? What happened?

Qin's mother suddenly opened her mouth.

"What happened to her? Where are you now? "

There was a silence on the phone.

After a long time, I heard my son's voice.

"Benevolence hospital."

Benevolence hospital?

The phone in Qin's mother's hand immediately fell to the ground and asked in a hurry.

"How's it going? What happened? Why are you so careless? "

Qin Ziyu thought of what happened this afternoon, and his heart was filled with hatred.

It's all his fault, it's all his fault!

But I couldn't speak on the phone.

Qin's mother may have guessed that the two were fighting.

"Well, well, I won't ask. Now I'll bring you some clothes to change. You can accompany Xiao Zheng. "

After a serious admonition, Qin's mother hung up.

Qin Ziyu reached out to hold Gu Zheng's hand. It was like a storm in his heart.

He would rather lie here than Gu Zheng.

"Ziyu, no! I don't. We really don't have a relationship. "

"Mom, don't you die, don't you die!"

"Go away! Don't touch me. Stop the car. Stop the car

……

Women's screams linger in their ears. When Qin Ziyu wakes up from his sleep, he looks up and sees the woman on the bed, shaking her head and mumbling.

Qin Ziyu grabs Gu Zheng's hand in a hurry, leans to hold her, and reaches out to pat her passively.

"Guzheng, I'm here. I believe you. It doesn't matter. I believe you."

"Not afraid, not afraid, with me, don't be afraid."

……

Gu Zheng finally calmed down after being coaxed by such a gentle voice.

Qin Ziyu breathed out a breath and watched Gu Zheng lie quietly on the hospital bed, which finally relaxed his body.

The door of the ward was knocked from the outside. He turned to look over and found his secretary standing outside, waving his file bag to him. With a pick of his brow, he left the ward with a sinister look in his eyes.

"That's what you asked me to do before Lin cha."

The Secretary knew that Qin Ziyu didn't like to speak when he read the documents, which would hinder his thinking, so he stood respectfully with his neck slightly down.

"Well, I'm just a little brother-in-law of the mayor's family, so I think I can cover up the sky? Go, I'll see tomorrow, evidence of this man's collusion with the mayor, corruption and bribery. "

If you want to die, he'll do it.

The woman who dares to touch him is tired of living!

The secretary looked at Qin Ziyu's ugly face in surprise, but he nodded respectfully.

"OK, Mr. Qin."

Bai Ning's vision projected on the patient lying on the intensive care unit, and sighed slightly in his heart.

"How is Madame now?"

Although Bai Ning's words may be a little overbearing, they are the reflection of her concern for Gu Zheng. Qin Ziyu rarely looks up at Bai Ning and answers her.

"She'll be fine."

It's not that she's ok now, it's that she'll be OK.

In Bai Ning's heart, he suddenly understood Qin Ziyu's idea. No wonder to put that man to death, it hurt his beloved woman.

"Mr. Qin, don't worry too much. Madame, she'll be lucky. "Qin Ziyu nodded with twinkling eyes, which was what he expected.

Bai Ning is about to turn around and walk away. Suddenly, he comes back to himself and asks quickly while Qin Ziyu is not in the ward.

"Mr. Qin, do I need to ask for a leave for my wife?"

Qin Ziyu pulled the corners of his lips at Bai Ning, and the expression on his face suddenly softened.

Thinking that Gu Zheng is like a fighting hen, looking at himself with her chin raised high and stating the reason why she has to go to work, his heart gradually softens.

"Good."

Baining bows and leaves.

Qin Ziyu went back to the ward and looked at Gu Zheng, who was still sleepy. With a slight sigh, he reached for her cold fingertips.

Just now, he suddenly realized a terrible thing.

"Gu Zheng, I found that I have fallen in love with you. What should I do?"

As a matter of fact, he had already found out about it, and it was more and more inseparable from her.

For a year, he would go home for dinner on time every day. Even if he didn't go back to dinner, he would call her.

Gu Zheng, who is sleepy, is experiencing a strange thing. She seems to be walking alone in the vast desert, where her eyes can touch, and there is no one.

"Anybody? I'm going out? How can I get out? I have to explain to Qin Ziyu that I have to watch my mother recover. I can't stay here! "

Unfortunately, no one gave her an answer.

Gu Zheng suddenly felt at a loss.

No, she can't just sit and wait, absolutely not!

Suddenly, Qin Ziyu's voice seemed to reverberate in his ears.

"Guzheng, wake up, OK? Didn't you say you wanted to explain it to me? I'll listen to you when you wake up, OK? "

The man's voice is low and slightly hoarse, which sounds subtle.

Qin Ziyu!

This is the voice of Qin Ziyu.

Gu Zheng turns her head and looks around, but she doesn't find the figure of the other side. On the contrary, the man's voice lingers in her ears.

It seems that after a century, she finally came to a fork in the road.

She stood on one road, while Qin Ziyu and Yuan Jingrong stood on the other two roads, smiling and holding out their hands to her.

She stopped, eyes a little confused, look at this, and then look at that, white teeth clenching lips, breathing a little heavy.

"Jingrong, I'm sorry. I'm married. I'm Qin Ziyu's wife. We can't do it any more. "