Chapter 977

Fortunately, I'm going to Beijing soon. Manager Yang took me to the airport and said cautiously, "Qianxun, I'll leave the matter of nishang company to you. I hope you can fight for the company."

"I'll try."

"Here is your ticket."

"Oh, that's generous. It's first class."

He patted me on the shoulder: "Chihiro, please."

Take the ticket and smile: "thanks." I think, work hard, don't live like a heartless person, no joy, no waves and no thread.

The closer we are to Beijing, the more we feel the pain in our hearts.

I press my stomach with one hand and bite my lip to run to the toilet. Unfortunately, I still feel terrible when I come out.

The stewardess came over and asked with concern, "Miss, what can I do for you?"

"Give me a glass of warm water, thank you."

"Do you want painkillers?"

"No."

I was worried. When I left Beijing, I didn't dare to take a plane and go all the way south by train.

Finally, I fell to the ground. My heart was painful and tight. Every step was extremely heavy.

Take a taxi and wrap yourself in a big windbreaker. Each tree is still so many bird nests, but you can see the bright spring.

Peach blossoms are pink again. The branches are swaying in the spring wind, so happy.

I think it's still very cold.

"Miss, I'm not used to our Beijing. The wind is very strong this season."

How can you not get used to it? Just the pain in your heart can't be put down.

After settling in at the hotel, he went to the nearby drugstore to buy some painkillers and ate them. It still couldn't relieve the pain.

But Shen Lin called and said coldly, "report to nishang right away. There will be a meeting later. Miss Li will introduce you to the people in the company."

"OK."

Through the pain, Li Hong's company has done a lot. Although she is a woman, she doesn't lose a point. I admire such a strong woman. I can't do anything well.

The meeting just announced my identity. The personnel department has made a random access sign for me. This is the head office and the factory is in the suburbs.

"Miss Li, please wait."

She turned back and said coldly, "what's up?"

"Why should I be here?"

She smiled coldly and left without saying anything.

Maybe she thinks I don't need to explain.

A three-star hotel must be a month. I'm used to the humidity in the south. The dryness of Beijing makes my throat worse and worse.

Last night, I forgot to put a wet towel at the head of the bed. It was more dry, like a fire burning in the throat.

I'm a little late for work. I miscalculated the traffic in Beijing. It's not getting better and better. No matter how to manage it, it's getting worse and worse.

But I don't belong to nishang. The people in their company have no right to say me. They give me some information that needs to be checked by the company. The company in the morning is very quiet. As an expatriate, I feel relaxed. I went downstairs to buy medicine and saw him downstairs.

His dark suit and sullen face are still so excellent that he sits in the car as if waiting for someone.

Looking at each other across a car, the pain and helplessness in my heart surged up again.

Back in Beijing, the first thing I saw was him, Ji Xiaobei.

His eyes were sad.

I turned and left, covering my mouth to stop coughing too much.

Behind him came Li Hong's voice, which softened a bit: "Xiaobei, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"Not very long," he said.

That voice, still so familiar, connected all the things I deliberately wanted to forget.

Xiaobei, Ji Xiaobei, our fate has been exhausted.

Medicine still can't save my throat. I have a cold and all kinds of outbursts. I can't go without asking for leave. I called back to ask Yang Siming for leave.

He hesitated: "Mo Qianxun, I'm worried. You'll ask for leave when you enter nishang. We've just begun to try to pick up some small orders of nishang."

"I don't have a lot of ambition. Manager Yang, working for me is not the most important. I take myself more seriously. Whether you approve or not, I always have to go to the hospital to look after my illness first."

"Well, you go to work first. I'll book a ticket to Beijing in the evening. You'll ask for leave tomorrow. I'll contact the people in nishang."

"OK."

He really values it, but there is no way. No matter what he does, it is becoming more and more difficult. Unless you have a backstage and power, it will be like a fish in water.

It is not unreasonable for him to value the cooperation with Li Hong. This is a business that can make the company a lot of money.

Endured the pain, just suffered another afternoon, and the work efficiency was almost zero.

The room in the hotel brought white sea taros. I threw them away without saying a word. I called the front desk and asked them not to send flowers in again. I didn't want anything.

White Sea taro, now I can't move any more when I see such flowers.

I don't want to move any more. I'm so tired that I just want to survive. I don't want to pull anything or anyone.

Put on a coat and coughed out. One lined up to see the emergency, one gave an injection, one hung water, and one sat outside in a daze.

My world, only me, may be forever lonely.

It's more than twelve o'clock after the infusion. If it doesn't get better, I have to come again tomorrow. I took the medicine and went out to look at the lights. It's getting colder and colder.

I'm back. I have to face here. Maybe I'll see Lin Xia, but everything, escape didn't make me live better.

I want the car to go back to where I live, sleep hard under the quilt and go to sleep in death.

In my dream, I will also dream that Xiao Yu calls me Mommy.

Even if I'm not his real Mommy.

Intermittent memories still slowly rush into my dream.

It was still the airport. Lin Xia angrily pulled Ji Xiaobei down and beat him. I asked someone to help him follow Xiao Yu. He was bleeding, and the blood supply in the airport was obviously insufficient.

Trembling, he pulled up his sleeve: "draw my blood. I'm the child's Mommy."

"We have a priori blood test."

Fortunately, the blood was tested first. The doctor regretfully told me: "your blood type is completely incompatible with the child's blood type. Are you really his mother?"

"It's like my husband. I'll call my husband. He has type B blood. Lin Xia, Lin Xia, come quickly." don't be late. We must save Xiaoyu.

"Did you make a mistake? Type B blood is completely different from the child's type O blood. Forget it, let me ask." he asked loudly, "who is type O blood here? There is a child who needs blood drawing urgently. Send it to the city hospital immediately."