Chapter 577

Mingwei is a little upset all of a sudden.

Huo Dongcheng's mobile phone sometimes turns off when it has no power, but today, she feels uneasy inexplicably.

She dials Huo Dongcheng's phone again and again, and always turns it off.

AI Lian sits in the wheelchair, quietly guarding the position not far from the examination room, without disturbing, only looking at Mingwei from a distance.

Seeing that she had been on the phone for more than half an hour, he reluctantly pushed his wheelchair close to Mingwei and asked in a gentle voice, "call Huo Dongcheng?"

"Well." Mingwei didn't hide her worry.

Before the phone was turned off, now half an hour has passed. Even if it is turned off, it should be back in time.

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Ellen said.

Ming Wei looks at Ai Lian and bumps into his gentle and concerned eyes.

AI Lian looks at Mingwei with a smile and nods: "maybe something's delayed. Don't worry too much!"

"Well." Mingwei answers and feels at ease.

Ellen looked at the examination room and pushed the wheelchair a little further.

In today's plan, he is responsible for calling Ming Wei to the hospital, and an yuan is responsible for keeping Huo Dongcheng. Originally he was going to cut himself, but Uncle Zhao suddenly fell ill and vomited blood. Sure enough, God help him!

However, to his surprise, the success of the plan did not make him feel happy.

Another half an hour

When the door of the examination room opened, Xiao Qin and all the doctors pushed Zhao out.

Mingwei immediately went up: "how about it?"

Uncle Zhao is still in a coma.

Xiao Qin comforted Mingwei with a smile: "it's OK, but the blood pressure is a little higher. At his age, it's normal occasionally." Uncle Zhao is in the advanced stage of liver cancer, and now he is on the way to deterioration.

But this matter, big brother let hide, big brother don't want sister-in-law live in anxiety and heartache every day.

"Can high blood pressure lead to coma?" Mingwei doesn't understand medical theory, so she can only ask Xiao Qin.

"Well."

"Uncle Zhao vomits blood, also because blood pressure rises suddenly?"

"Yes."

"A little bit like my grandfather's?" Mingwei is more worried.

"Better than your grandfather."

"That's good."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. We will improve the treatment plan in the future. We won't let this happen again." Xiao Qin said.

"Well, is there any way to improve this blood pressure?" Mingwei asked.

"We will continue to improve the diet and then cooperate with the treatment." Xiao Qin said.

"OK, OK." Mingwei and everyone take uncle Zhao back to the ward.

Uncle Zhao is in a coma, and Mingwei has no way to ask him what happened? She can do nothing but worry.

Huo Dongcheng hasn't come back yet. She called several times and still turned off the phone.

Mingwei just sat in front of Uncle Zhao's bed until dawn.

……

On the other side.

Huo Dongcheng woke up at dawn.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he suddenly felt that it was wrong. He sat up and saw Anyuan lying on his side, her clothes not neat.

He immediately looked at himself. Damn it, there was only one inside.

What happened?

His memories, only remember that he sent Anyuan to the hotel, the memory behind, completely broken.

Ecstasy?

His whole body's breath suddenly chilly, he stretched out his hand and directly grasped an yuan's neck.

"Keke..." an yuan wakes up and looks at Huo Dongcheng innocently with her big black and white eyes. Her hands are beating Huo Dongcheng's hands.

Huo Dongcheng looked cold and bloodthirsty, and put more force on his hand. This woman, damn it!

Fierce, he thought of what, pupil a shrink, he a ruthless will Anyuan shake off, quickly lift the quilt put on the pants.

After putting on his trousers, he immediately put on his clothes and buttoned his shirt.

Then I heard a bang.

The door was suddenly knocked open from the outside.

Huo Dongcheng's sharp eyes immediately looked to the door.

A group of reporters, with long guns and short guns, looked excited

"President Huo, what are you doing?"

"May I ask President Huo, does your wife know about your room with other women?"

"President Huo, have a word?"

"If you don't speak, are you acquiescing that you are looking for Xiao San behind your wife's back? Do you want the red flag to stay at home and the colored flag to flutter outside? "

When they saw that Huo Dongcheng did not speak, they immediately looked at Anyuan.

Seeing Anyuan's messy clothes and hair, they seemed to have discovered a new world with exaggerated expressions

"My God, who are you?"

"Ah, an yuan, the president of DD company, specially helps miss an. Hello, miss an. Did you have a spring festival with President Huo last night

"Miss an, are you voluntary?"

"Miss an, do you know president Huo has a family?"

"What do you think of Xiao San's behavior?"

"Miss ANN, please say something!"

An yuan raised her head and said in a weak voice, "I didn't want to destroy anyone's family, but President Huo and I are sincere..."

Huo Dongcheng interrupted coldly: "I'm not familiar with miss an. Last night we were negotiating a contract, but..."

Huo Dongcheng's lips slightly raised a sneering smile, deliberately did not say the second half of the sentence.

Sure enough, as soon as the pass was sold, reporters seemed to smell more profound and wonderful gossip, and immediately turned the camera to Huo Dongcheng

"But what?"

"President Huo, what do you want to tell us?"

"President Huo, have a word!"

"President Huo, can you tell us why you and miss an are in the same room in untidy clothes?"

Huo Dongcheng looked at the reporter, and his voice was cold: "which eye of yours can see that my clothes are not neat?"

He was glad that he reacted for the first time and dressed as fast as he could.

Otherwise, if you only wear one inside, you'll have a thousand mouths, and you won't be able to make it clear.

However, although he has a way to face reporters, Mingwei may not be hurt.

At the thought that it might hurt Mingwei, Huo Dongcheng's face became even worse, and he looked at the reporter with sharp eyes.

The reporter was shocked by Huo Dongcheng's cold breath and swallowed his saliva subconsciously.

Then he thought that so many reporters were here, and Huo Dongcheng didn't dare to do anything about him. He immediately said, "can you tell me what you and miss an were doing in the room all night? If you want to say that there is no relationship between you, I'm afraid it won't make sense. "

"That is, President Huo, we need the truth, please give us a truth!"

Huo Dongcheng's sharp eyes swept around and asked in a cold voice, "you've settled everything for me. Do you still listen to what I say? Are you still interested in the truth? "

Reporters looked at each other, and then someone said: "President Huo, as journalists, it is our unshirkable duty and obligation to expose and dig out the truth. Please tell us the truth. What happened when you were in your room last night? "

Huo Dongcheng looks at an yuan contemptuously. An yuan is sitting on the ground and weeping with her head down to win the greatest sympathy.

It's true that when you see her sitting on the floor in disheveled clothes crying, you look at Huo Dongcheng with anger and disgust.

Some people even swear in a low voice regardless of their identity: "scum man!"

Huo Dongcheng's eyes swept around again. He said coldly, "last night..."