Chapter 47

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

Jian Ran felt very uncomfortable hearing Xu Huiyi's words, because she was clearly treating her as an outsider.

Her husband was ill, and she couldn't even lean on the side. Jian Ran was so depressed that she seemed to be slapped severely.

It was only then that she realized 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 out of his reach.

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

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

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

"Wow..." Mianmian, who was sensible, felt that Jian Ran was in a bad mood, rubbed against her feet, and barked a few times to comfort her.

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

"Wow..." Mianmian barked a few times, then licked Jian Ran's hand, using his method to comfort Jian Ran.

"Thank you Mianmian." Jian Ran patted Mianmian's head, "Baby, go and play. Mom is getting ready to go to work soon."

It's an eventful time for innovation and technology. The affairs of Gu's and Xinghui's side have not stopped, and Qin Yue fell ill again.

It's not Jian Ran's turn to take care of major decision-making matters, 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 reached a new low, the mood of the 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 Gu's, or was trying to find the right time to counterattack.

Some colleagues in the office are chatting, some are checking Weibo, but none of them are serious about going to work. This situation is very worrying.

With a soft sigh, Jian Ran tidied up her emotions, turned on her work computer, and prepared to start a new day of work.

After checking the profiles of several clients, she called each other one by one to see if she could get a chance to meet, and then had a good talk with the client about the cooperation project.

Several phone calls were made, but 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 bumping her nose and worrying about Qin Yue's condition. Qin Yue's phone came in around ten o'clock in the morning.

Looking at the gradually familiar phone number displayed on the screen of the phone, Jian Ran's hand holding the phone trembled slightly. She was too anxious to slide the answer button, so she didn't slide it several times.

After finally connecting, I heard Qin Yue's low and hoarse voice from 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, Qin Yue didn't seem to plan to say another word.

Jian Ran waited, and was about to speak, when Qin Yue said: "Then you continue to work."

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

"I can't die."

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

She bit her lip, feeling a little angry, and said, "It's good if you don't die. Let's do this first, and I have to continue to work."

"Yeah." The man over there snorted coldly and hung up the phone first.

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

She had been worried about his condition all morning, and she was so anxious that she could fidget. Before she could ask about his condition, he actually hung up the phone.

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 told 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 he spoke just now, it was impossible for her to be angry with him all the time. She had to see him well before she could feel at ease.

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

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

The guards at Shengtian Hospital were heavily guarded, and ordinary people could not enter, so Xu Huiyi had been waiting outside the security guard early on.

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

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

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

After walking for more than ten minutes, I arrived at Qin Yue's ward. Xu Huiyi said, "This is Mr. Qin's ward, so I won't go in."

Jian Ran nodded: "I'm causing you trouble."

The door of the room was ajar, and Jian Ran looked in through the crack, and saw a middle-aged woman about fifty years old helping Qin Yue prepare food.

The woman took out all kinds of delicate food boxes from a delicate food box frame and placed them on the dining table one by one. Every movement was very skillful, and it could be seen that she often did these things.

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

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

The ward is a suite with one bedroom and one living room, and the living room is a rest area, which is very warmly furnished and fully equipped with furniture and home appliances.

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

Jian Ran looked at the woman and smiled awkwardly: "Excuse me, does Qin Yue live here?"

The woman looked at Jian Ran for a long time before pointing to the room inside: "The young 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 side coffee table, and then went to the room to see Qin Yue.

The inner room was the ward, Qin Yue, who was wearing a white patient uniform, was sitting on the ward, with a 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.