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He wanted to hang up, but subconsciously, he reached for the phone and placed it by his ear. Yin Yao repeatedly told him not to force the call if it was not appropriate, and not to wait until she truly loved him and left.

"Miss Yin, right? I'm the CEO's Secretary Zhang. Do you have time?" The CEO got alcoholism and is in the hospital, why don't you come take a look? "

Secretary Zhang asked tentatively.

When Yin Yao heard Jiang Chen was in the hospital, she felt a chill run down her spine like an ice cube when she was poisoned by alcohol.

Ye Zichen clenched his phone nervously, while his expression changed a lot.

"How could he have been poisoned by alcohol?"

It was only after Yin Yao had asked that she felt thoroughly foolish.

Other than leaving him and making him sad, what else could he possibly have that was difficult to control?

"I don't know the details. Miss Yin, I've sent the address to you. Please come as soon as possible!" Secretary Zhang also knew that the healing panacea required by the CEO at this time was not some hospital's medicine, but a heart attack!

"Alright, I understand. If I have the time, we can talk about it later." Yin Yao's hand, which had been holding the phone, fell lifelessly onto the sofa.

Turning back to look at her mother on the hospital bed, Yin Yao's heart was filled with grief and had nowhere to pour it out. All she could do was endure, endure.

The sadness of going against the current was like a contagious pain. After living in this country and living in that country, every breath of his was filled with pain.

Should she go? In what capacity? Yin Yao suddenly felt that she was a contradiction.

By the time father and mother Jiang received the news, Jiang Chen had already woken up. His face was expressionless, his eyes unfocused.

It wasn't that he was unable to recover from the collapse, but that part of his heart had collapsed.

"Son, why do you think you can't get it right? My mom already promised you. I don't care, I don't care!"

Mother Jiang stroked Jiang Chen's face, her heart aching for him.

Mother Jiang had truly lost to her own son. Using her body as a wager, how could she still not submit!

"Madam, old master, I'll be leaving first!" Secretary Zhang looked at the CEO's pale face and prepared to leave.

Mother Jiang turned her head and nodded slightly without any intention of thanking him. As a secretary, not taking good care of his son and letting him into the hospital without any responsibility was already a great honor for him.

"Alright, you may leave!"

She paced around the VIP room, feeling extremely dissatisfied. What kind of person was her son? How could he stay in such a place?

"Son, we'll go home tomorrow. Your dad arranged for you to have a family doctor, so you're not allowed to be like this anymore. Look at how scared your dad and I are."

"Yeah, when your mom heard that you entered the hospital, she was so scared that her hands and feet went cold. She nervously ate the pill, so you can't stay here anymore."

Even the solemn and taciturn father Jiang rarely taught his son a lesson.

Without a word, Jiang Chen lay on the bed and looked at his parents with a profound look in his eyes, like a whirlpool.

"Actually, I didn't care. I just drank too much." Jiang Chen thought they misunderstood, thinking he was committing suicide!

This was a huge joke, but he didn't know what was going on, but it was surprisingly easy to get rid of.

When Yin Yao arrived, she hesitated as to whether or not she should enter. After all, if she did, it would mean that she wholeheartedly wanted to be with Jiang Chen. She would have to bear all the pressure from his mother in the future.

This kind of pressure was unbearable for her! Maybe she didn't love him deeply enough, but she couldn't help but feel indignant when she thought about those insulting words.

When Mother Jiang and Father Jiang left, Yin Yao, who had just been about to go up the stairs, suddenly stopped in her tracks!

"Tell me, how disappointing is this son? He was even poisoned by alcohol, and the reason is because of that dead woman. How can I let someone like that in my home just by half a step?"

Mother Jiang and Father Jiang went out together, yet they didn't forget to berate Yin Yao non-stop. From this, one could see how much she hated Yin Yao.

She laughed self-deprecatingly. There was too much mixed content in it. She slowly walked up and only glanced at Jiang Chen from the door.

He turned around and left …

"Miss, are you looking at Mister Jiang?" The nurse came over to take her blood pressure. When she saw someone standing outside the door, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

Jiang Chen was about to sleep when he heard the faint sound of a nurse's voice. He stood up and ran out of the room, his actions smooth and his eyes filled with unprecedented excitement.

"Aiya..." Jiang Chen nearly bumped into the nurse when she was carrying something. He staggered and fell to the side.

Jiang Chen quickly brought the nurse back. When she came to a stop, there was not a single soul in sight.

"Were you talking just now? Miss? What Miss? " Jiang Chen's excited and nervous question caused the nurse to be stunned. She recalled the young lady's request just now …

"No, no, you heard wrong!" He swallowed a mouthful of saliva. As expected, it was as his colleague had said. The husband of this sickbed was so handsome that he was like a god who had given up.

There was righteousness in her charm, her fair skin was glistening, and the words she spoke with her scarlet lips were the most enchanting notes.

Intoxicated, infatuated …

Jiang Chen glanced at Yin Yao with some disappointment. Secretary Zhang had already told him about this. He called Yin Yao and told her about his arrival at the hospital.

While Jiang Chen was on the phone, she switched it off again. It was clear that he didn't want to see him.

"Thank you!" He felt so lost that his soul was being extracted, Jiang Chen had lost all of his strength.

The nurse opened her mouth, unable to speak. She wanted to tell him that a lady had just come, but what should she say?

Holding the hundred yuan in his hand, he felt extremely satisfied!