That's his lie

"Ah!" Do you have stomach problems as a doctor? " Xia Zhi stared blankly. Only now did she realize that Yun Che's face was slightly pale, and his forehead was covered in layers of cold sweat. He could not help but be worried.

Han Jing laughed bitterly, "A doctor is not an immortal, he can guarantee that he will never get sick again. Not to mention, this stomach disease was the root of the disease many years ago. It was fine if he didn't commit the crime in the past, but once he did, the pain was unbearable. It's probably because I ate a little too much this morning that I got sick. "

"Then be careful." Xia Zhi accompanied him all the way to the door and watched him go down the stairs. Only then did she close the door.

But thinking that he was a doctor and should have the ability to make himself more comfortable, he felt relieved.

After a while, the nurse came up and gave her an injection. She watched her take the medicine and insisted on helping her into bed before she left.

Xia Zhi's body became weak. As soon as her head touched the pillow, she immediately felt pain and fatigue all over her body. She could not hold on any longer, so she closed her eyes and allowed herself to fall asleep.

Pei Yaochen had been busy throughout the day at the company, and because the company had recently developed a new product and was currently preparing for its birth, Pei Yaochen had been extremely busy throughout the entire day.

It was already 7: 30 in the evening. It was already dark outside, and the banquet that he was going to attend should have already begun.

However, he wasn't in a hurry because his friend had already sent him a live video. In that video, the person he wanted for tonight was already appearing coquettishly at that banquet.

He leisurely took a bath, meticulously took care of himself for a while, then left the office.

He took the elevator to the first floor. When he walked into the lobby, he attracted the infatuated gazes of many employees.

But he walked so quickly that he did not even notice that he had easily turned the world upside down.

Half an hour later, he appeared in the luxurious banquet hall at the top floor of the Hilton Hotel.

Today was Frank. The powerful people of New York had come to support Representative Trevecan's birthday banquet.

This included his grandfather, Pei Junshan, who had always wanted him to become a political figure.

If it were any other day, he would not be participating in this sort of banquet. However, today, he had put in a bit of effort for this banquet.

Not just to Frank. Trevikan's friend, who was a secretary, got an invitation worth a thousand gold, and dressed himself up.

Now, he calmly removed his coat and placed it in the hands of his informant. He straightened his tie and swept his deep eyes lightly over the crowd.

Very quickly, he found the target in the shadows — — Melinda.

Tonight, she was wearing a simple and generous dress with a fish tail wrapped around her chest. The close-fitting fabric and exquisite cutting made her curvaceous body look extremely perfect.

She had a very soft and graceful voice, a smile that was both evil and righteous, and a pair of blue eyes that seemed to want to say something, giving her an elegant and intellectual side, but also a sexy and spicy allure.

Looking around the hall, one had to say that she was the best of all the ladies.

If he hadn't known about her evil deeds, Pei Yaochen would have thought that she was a beauty that could easily make men's hearts beat wildly.

Pei Yaochen smiled coldly, took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray and was about to walk towards her, when a person suddenly appeared in front of him. It was Pei Junshan, whom he wished he could never meet again.

was obviously very happy with his arrival, and asked with a smile: "Yao Chen? Why are you here? Did he get over it in the end? This is where you're supposed to be. This will improve your taste. "

Pei Yaochen laughed coldly, "Whether a person has high or low taste, it depends on how they handle things. A person without a moral bottom line is not worthy of talking about taste! "

Pei Junshan frowned in displeasure and asked softly: "What nonsense are you spouting now?"

"I'm sorry. "Excuse me!" Pei Yaochen was not willing to speak any further with him, she politely nodded her head and walked into the crowd.

He raised his eyebrows and with graceful steps, he reached out his hands, "Beautiful young miss, may I ask if you would like to dance with me?"