C228 His eyes looked as if they were going to eat her up …

His eyes, like he was going to eat her

After getting off the plane, he returned to Sea City. Xiao Yan's complexion had always been terrible. After returning to the New Garden Villa, he went upstairs to rest.

It was as if he lacked sleep recently.

Instead, Qiao Mo went to the kitchen and focused on making the porridge for Xiao Yan.

By the time he woke up, he would definitely be hungry. It would be much better for his stomach to drink a bowl of steaming hot congee.

After Qiao Mo finished cooking the porridge, she climbed up the stairs and opened the bedroom door. She went in quietly, but the person who was originally lying on the bed was no longer there.

Qiao Mo was startled, and called out: "Ah Yan?"

The bathroom door was tightly shut.

Qiao Mo ran over and knocked on the door and asked: "Ah Yan? Are you in there? "

Other than the sound of vomiting, there was no reply.

Qiao Mo was a little anxious, "Ah Yan, what happened to you? Can you open the door? "

Xiao Yan squatted beside the toilet, vomited and flushed away, completely ignoring the knocking sound on the door. He rinsed his mouth, turned on the water faucet and washed his face with cold water.

His face was even more pale and haggard.

Qiao Mo desperately knocked on the door. After a long while, Xiao Yan finally opened the door, looked at the panicking Qiao Mo, and reached out to pick her up. She tightly closed her eyes, and explained: "I'm feeling a little cold, and I'm sick."

Qiao Mo remembered touching his forehead just now, it was very cold.

Qiao Mo asked worriedly: "Then what do we do … Do you want to see a doctor? "

Xiao Yan refused: "No need, just sleep for a while."

Qiao Mo was ignorant and a little worried, she boiled some porridge and brought it up, "Ah Yan, I cooked some porridge, you can continue to rest after you finish eating."

Qiao Mo really knew how to take care of his sick husband and had taken the initiative to feed him.

Xiao Yan swallowed each bite, his gaze fixated on her little face.

He seemed to see her face in the deepest part of his eyes, the deepest part of his mind that he would never forget.

Qiao Mo asked while smiling: "Why are you looking at me like that? It seems like I'm going to eat him up. "

Xiao Yan hugged her, and kissed her neck. He exhaled heavily, and said, "I want to eat you up."

Qiao Mo's ears reddened, and rejected: "I'm too tired tonight, no."

Besides, he was sick again.

Plus, she still had a child in her womb, so it wasn't appropriate for her to do such a thing at this time.

Xiao Yan finished his porridge and went back to sleep.

Qiao Mo stared at his sleeping face, and then, for a long time, he fell asleep as well.

… ….

The morning sunlight shone through the curtains. It was warm and the white curtain was being blown.

When Qiao Mo woke up, it was already past ten. Xiao Yan who was at the side still had not woken up.

She got off the bed and washed up. The person on the bed was still unconscious, so she ran over and kissed him with her head lowered. There was no response as she lightly called out: "Ah Yan? Ah Yan? It's ten o'clock. "

The person on the bed seemed to have fainted, with no reaction at all.

Qiao Mo was startled and panicked for a moment, when she suddenly patted his face.

The fear exploded in an instant.

"Xiao Yan? Xiao Yan? Ah Yan! Wake up! "

However, no matter how she swayed, this person seemed to have died and couldn't hear her cries.

Qiao Mo panicked. She rushed to find her phone and made an emergency call!

… ….

The ambulance arrived very quickly, and Xiao Yan was lying in the ambulance. Qiao Mo was tightly holding his hand the entire time, her tears landing on Xiao Yan's closed eyelids.

Zhao Qian quickly arrived at the hospital as well, and his pupils fiercely constricted as if he'd realized something.

The Boss was about to go unconscious. Was it hopeless?

In the hospital, Xiao Yan was pushed into the emergency room.

Qiao Mo could not help but cry, her entire body shivering uncontrollably.

Her eyes were completely red as she asked: "Assistant Zhao, what's wrong with Ah Yan? How could this happen? "

Zhao Qian pursed his lips, then swallowed his words when they reached the tip of his tongue. He frowned and said, "Madam, it might just be an accident, the Boss will surely be fine."

All these years, he had always been by the side of the BOSS.

Qiao Mo was already at a loss. Zhao Qian had to comfort Qiao Mo and said: "Madam, don't worry too much, our Boss' life is not going to be easy. It will definitely be the work of the heavens. "

Qiao Mo nodded helplessly.

Zhao Qian, who had just arrived early, had already instructed everything. When the doctor was rescued, he wouldn't speak carelessly.

Time continued to pass minute by minute, second by second, Qiao Mo continued to wander about in the dark corridor, completely at a loss of what to do.

She caressed her lower abdomen, looking at her and Xiao Yan's child, she muttered to herself. "Baby, Daddy will definitely be fine, right?"

Waiting until the doctor wearing a white gown came out from the emergency room, Qiao Mo immediately ran over and asked the attending physician: "Doctor, how is my husband?"

Zhao Qian and Doctor Mo exchanged a glance.

The doctor smiled lightly at Qiao Mo, as a form of consolation: "Mrs. Xiao, you don't have to worry, Mr. Xiao is fine, it's just temporary shock. They may not have had a good rest and they may have developed hypoglycemia. "

Qiao Mo's eyes widened, she did not want to miss a single word the doctor said, "You … Is that true? "

The way Xiao Yan acted in the morning scared her. Shock from hypoglycemia? But he clearly looked very serious.

The doctor pushed his glasses up, "Of course it is. Mr. Xiao's physique is not bad, so Mrs. Xiao need not worry about being excessive. Just wait until Mr. Xiao is transferred to the normal ward, then you can go and see him. "

Qiao Mo was slightly relieved at this point.

Behind him, Zhao Qian and the others couldn't help but sigh.

After Xiao Yan was transferred into the ordinary ward, he stood outside for a long time. Looking at the pale white man inside, he was a little flustered.

Zhao Qian, who was standing beside her, asked, "Madam, why don't you go in and take a look at the Boss?"

Both of Qiao Mo's hands pressed against the glass, her eyes red. Looking at the scene inside, she actually felt like she was leaving death, and sniffed: "He looks really tired, I don't even have the courage to go in, I'm really afraid of disturbing his rest."

Xiao Yan was just lying there, his face was weak and pale white, he was wearing a clean blue and white hospital gown, his temperament was clear and elegant, he was clearly a strong and overbearing person, and shouldn't be lying here.

The Xiao Yan in Qiao Mo's memories, shouldn't have been so weak.

Her fingers traced the outline of his handsome face through the glass as she mumbled, "How did he become so fragile in the blink of an eye?"

Zhao Qian saw that his wife's fingers were tracing the outline of the man's face on the bed through the glass.

Fingers, love.

Zhao Qian pursed his lips. Most of the time, he was already at a loss as to what to say when faced with such a life and death situation. Furthermore, his wife did not know the true condition of the Boss.

If he knew …

Qiao Mo took a deep breath and finally placed her hands on the table. Lowering her head, he quietly opened the door and went in.

Zhao Qian glanced inside before turning around and heading to the doctor's office to inquire about the situation.

When Zhao Qian arrived at the doctor's office, he went straight to the point, "Does the shock on the Boss' part mean that it will have to undergo surgery in a short period of time?"

The doctor muttered to himself for a bit and then told the truth, "Mr. Xiao's condition is very bad. Right now, there is already a serious bleeding phenomenon inside his brain, and the cancer cells are spreading very quickly. This is the third time around, whether it's surgery or not, the risk is huge."

Zhao Qian asked, "If we don't operate, how long can we live at most?"

"With Mr. Xiao's condition, the cancer cells are spreading rapidly, if no measures are taken, I'm afraid it will take at most a few months, or at least..."

… ….

Zhao Qian walked out of the doctor's office with a heavy heart. He stood outside the ward and looked at Qiao Mo who was inside.

They didn't know that there was also a little girl hiding in her mind.

From the age of twenty-eight to thirty-five, seven years had never changed.

Zhao Qian closed his eyes and could no longer bear to keep thinking about it. Even an outsider like him could not bear to think about the grief Xiao Yan felt in the past.

Besides, his wife.

In the sickroom, Qiao Mo gently held Xiao Yan's slender and clean hands. The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a soft black lake. Qiao Mo couldn't help but lower his head and kiss him lightly.

Qiao Mo's clear eyes gradually turned blurry as she bit her lower lip. A drop of scalding hot tears finally dripped onto the center of his brows.

She whispered into his ear, "You have to wake up quickly. Baby and I are still waiting for you. Take us around the world."

He had promised to take her around the world.

To the South Pole to see penguins, to the North Pole to see the Aurora.

She wouldn't forget …

As long as Xiao Yan wakes up, she would definitely not quarrel with him again.

… ….

This illness of Xiao Yan's lasted for less than half a month as Qiao Mo guarded by his side all day.

Zhao Qian didn't send over any of the Xiao's's documents, not a single one.

Xiao Yan laughed. Zhao Qian had never acted on his own, this was the first time that he had acted on his own accord.

There were no documents to read, and his hands were empty. Seeing that he looked a little disappointed, Qiao Mo picked up an entertainment magazine and read it to him.

Xiao Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He scratched her nose and said, "My eyes are fine, but you still want to read it to me?"

Qiao Mo said very seriously: "You should know that for sick people, it is very easy for their eyesight to fall when they are reading books."

He stared at her serious little face and asked, "You say something like that?"

"Yeah."

Qiao Mo had already made her move as she flipped through the magazine. She seemed to be looking for a rather interesting and interesting piece of news to read to him.

Xiao Yan pressed his forehead, then took away the book in Qiao Mo's hands. Throwing it away, he moved the bed slightly and pulled Qiao Mo up.

Qiao Mo didn't know what he was going to do, so she obediently took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed. She laid beside him and looked into his eyes.

He asked foolishly, "Why did you call me up?"

Xiao Yan looked at the little girl with bloodshot eyes. "Sleep."

Qiao Mo was not sleepy, and asked softly: "When can I leave the hospital? Wasn't it just hypoglycemia due to fatigue? My former classmate had a lower blood sugar level and was even worse than yours, so I just hung two bottles of glucose and left the hospital. "

Xiao Yan remained calm: "The doctor might want to cheat your husband of his money, so he wants your husband to stay here for a long time."

Qiao Mo put her arm and the back of her hand under the ear that was close to the bed and smiled sweetly, "Why are doctors so wicked now?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor who treated her last time was also so wicked.