Chapter 58: Pain "I'm sick." ...

"I'm sick."

Qi Hanmu spoke suddenly, not only was Xia Yiqing on the opposite side stunned, but even Luo Miao's face was frozen.

Completely oblivious to the other's shock, Qi Hanmu continued, "He's currently in the hospital."

As if possessed by some strange force, Xia Yiqing replied, "Do you need to visit the patient?" Thinking that they had reconciled, it would be strange if she didn't visit the patient, so she added, "Whenever it's convenient for you, I'll go to the hospital to see you."

Although his expression could not be seen, Qi Hanmu's fingers, which were originally trembling slightly, froze, and then the drooping corners of his mouth slowly straightened and turned upwards.

It turns out that in Xia Yiqing's mind, her work is comparable to hers.

As soon as there is a little hope, a spark will be sown in the heart. As long as the time is ripe and the spark falls on it, it will burn the wood and eventually spread across the prairie, causing a big fire.

Even while feigning composure, Qi Hanmu's voice remained steady. "I've been to that hospital before, the top floor VIP room." After coughing twice, he continued, "I'll have Luo Miao pick you up at the door."

The man's voice was not loud, and the volume did not fluctuate much, but for some reason one could hear a hint of anticipation in it.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Xia Yiqing would hear it, he put his fingers to his lips and coughed forcefully twice. A hint of pink crept up the tips of his fair ears, making him look inexplicably cute.

Unfortunately, the call between the two was not a video call, but just a normal voice call, so Xia Yiqing couldn't see it at all.

Thinking about the work to be completed today, Xia Yiqing hesitated for a moment.

Although she is not an overtime worker, she still has some virtue of finishing her work before leaving.

After all, there is only so much work to do. Although it doesn’t mean that you can leave work early if you finish it early, leaving get off work early without finishing the work will always make people feel uneasy.

After moving her lips for a long time, Xia Yiqing managed to utter a few words, as if trying to find an excuse, "I'm a little busy at work."

These words were like a freshly sharpened sword, which, with a "swish", severed the little connection that had been so hard to build between the two people.

It was as if there was something in the air that was originally very fragile, and it shattered with a slight click.

It is colorless and tasteless, but it is like a thick wall separating the two people, isolating each other's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness under the glass cover.

Xia Yiqing heard the man opposite her calmly reply, "It's okay, I'll be discharged soon."

The feeling of having promised others but not being able to do it was really uncomfortable. Xia Yiqing grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it up again. She felt the pain but didn't even want to let go.

How could she not feel that the man's words were mostly just forcing himself?

Although it is quite strange, Mr. Qi Sanye, who is famous in Jiangcheng, would be sad about such a small thing.

Luo Miao had secretly complained to Xia Yiqing countless times, saying that she did not visit Qi Hanmu when he was in the hospital. Qi Hanmu was alone and sad, pulling out the needle during the infusion, kicking off the quilt at night, his emotions fluctuated too much, and he was discharged early.

At that time, Xia Yiqing thought that the marriage between them was just a marriage arrangement and that he had no feelings for her. It was only because she did not serve him that made him uncomfortable.

So Xia Yiqing's reply to Luo Miao was very businesslike, "If the Third Master has any mental illness or disorder,

"I think it would be better to ask a psychologist or psychiatrist to see him instead of me blindly comforting him."

Luo Miao did not answer, but just lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he slowly said, "Sorry to bother you, madam."

It seemed that after that, Luo Miao rarely told Xia Yiqing secretly about Qi Hanmu's physical condition. He just always gave her a look or sent a message through servants, asking her not to resist Qi Hanmu's kindness too much.

All kinds of complicated emotions condensed in my heart, and the unfinished work was like a huge rock, blocking my heart and unable to be moved.

Xia Yiqing's answer this time was different from before. Perhaps because she was also feeling upset, she was unwilling to overturn the small promise she had just made. "Just these two days, I will definitely come to see you."

Across from him, Qi Hanmu's voice was like a calm lake; the wind blowing across the surface of the lake couldn't even stir up any ripples.

"Um."

What a calm "hmm"! Xia Yiqing felt a little choked. She was worried that some of Qi Hanmu's words would suddenly make him lose control of his emotions. He replied casually.

Say whatever you want to say. If you don’t want to talk, just say “hmm” instead.

It’s not that this method is bad, but at this critical moment when two people need to communicate, it seems inexplicably perfunctory.

It also completely shattered Xia Yiqing's original idea of ​​communicating.

Xiao An hurried in and saw that Xia Yi was clearly on the phone. He stopped in his tracks, raised his eyebrows, blinked his eyes flexibly, and pointed outwards desperately.

"I have something to do here, I'll hang up first."

As Xia Yiqing finished speaking, there was a "beep" sound from the phone, and then four big words "Call Ended" appeared on it, clear and obvious, enough to sting one's eyes.

Luo Miao could feel that the ultra-low pressure that belonged only to the Third Master was gradually getting stronger beside him.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, and just as he touched the phone case, he was fixed in place by a look from the Third Master and dared not move.

Qi Hanmu, who had just given him a glare, looked at the phone and suddenly felt an itch in his throat.

He felt inexplicably heavy in his heart and coughed twice in revenge, but he only felt the blood surging in his throat and didn't know who he was taking revenge on.

“Cough cough cough…”

The ECG monitor sounded a series of alarms.

The violent coughing caused pain in the incision on the abdomen. Even with a pain pump, it could not relieve the pain much. It only turned the sharp pain into intermittent, dull pain like breathing.

Outside, two dark clouds appeared from nowhere in the originally clear sky, and then gathered more and more, turning the sky into a dark place.

In a corner by the window, the green shade of the tree floated in the wind, getting higher and higher, and finally the rain began to fall with a crackling sound, and the raised branches were knocked down again, hanging down with droop.

The sound of raindrops hitting the glass windows is quite pleasant, crackling.

However, only those with leisure time can appreciate it.

Qi Hanmu obviously does not belong to this category.

The wound on my abdomen was aching slightly, probably as a sequelae of the rainy day. Even my breathing hurt.

"Third Master, should I bring that document to you or...?"

"Give it to me."

There was an obvious dark blue tint under Qi Hanmu's eyes, which could not be concealed on his fair face, nor did he want to hide it. Although fatigue could be seen in those phoenix eyes, no one could deny the calmness in them.

It's as if the man is a natural manipulator, and nothing in the world can escape his calculations.

Even though he was worried about Qi Hanmu's health, Luo Miao didn't dare to persuade him.

After all, the Third Master still has the thought of having a job. If this thought is cut off, he can only rely on his wife to come. If his wife doesn't come, Luo Miao doesn't dare to imagine what will happen to the Third Master.

The other side.

Xia Yiqing hung up the phone, tilted her head, and signaled Xiao An with her eyes what she wanted to talk to her about.

"Boss, the chairman said he wants to see you," Xiao An said happily. Her personal leave was just approved.

"Could it be because you won that project yesterday?"

Xia Yiqing paused as she glanced calmly at Xiao An's face, "How did you know the project was won?"

How did she know that it was she who won the project, and not Xia Lie?

If a normal person sees the president and the manager discussing a project together, the president should be given priority to get the project. It is not impossible to explain that Xiao An has too much confidence in Xia Yiqing, but it just seems a little strange.

"Ah, I don't know about that either. I'm just guessing. I saw the chairman's assistant was very happy.

"It shouldn't be a bad thing. You've only been involved in a few projects recently, and the others haven't made much progress, so I'm just making a bold guess. Are you angry?"

"Well," Xia Yiqing opened the innermost drawer, found a folder from a pile of documents, checked it carefully, and stood up.

"You should go and take care of your mother." It's better for you to guess rather than find out through any special channels.

Seeing Xia Yiqing's lips curled up slightly, Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief and almost slapped herself twice. How could she have let the secret slip? Fortunately, Xia Yiqing didn't make a fuss with her.

Just as Xiao An was feeling conflicted and about to step out of the door, Xia Yiqing's voice sounded behind her.

"By the way, please calculate how much you've earned during your leave. I'll pay you now."

Even with Xia Yiqing's previous assurance, Xiao An didn't hold out much hope and casually said a lower figure, "I took five days off, so let's just call it seven hundred and fifty."

"Ding Dong", Xiao An picked up the phone, slid open the lock screen, and saw the transfer message sent to him by Xia Yiqing. His pupils suddenly shrank.

Xiao An pursed his lips and looked at Xia Yiqing with a conflicted expression, "Boss, did you transfer it to the wrong place? Why..." He gave her one thousand?

"I understand your mother's situation. If the family is harmonious, no child would abandon their parents. This little extra gift is just a token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

The smile on Xia Yiqing's lips deepened, and even the corners of her eyes curved.

Even though her parents are a little difficult to judge, this does not affect Xia Yiqing's behavior of repaying her parents who have been kind to her other children.

It is a wonderful thing to be able to help those who you want to help.

Even if you only provide a little help, when you see the different reality because of that little effort, your heart will be slightly moved, like the wind blowing by, although there is no trace, but the treetops will move, the birds will sing, and the puppies will laugh.

Watching Xia Yiqing leave the room, Xiao An's eyes suddenly became a little complicated.

Originally, Xiao An was doing things with the money from President Xia, and her conscience could still be justified. But seeing that Xia Yiqing's attitude towards her was still as good as before, her conscience, which had been dormant for a long time, was shamefully moved.

Could it be that her behavior of making money at all costs for her mother's illness was wrong?

Outside the door.

Xia Yiqing's father, the secretary of the current chairman, Xia Feng, was looking at Xia Yiqing with a smile. "Miss Xia, the chairman wants to see you. Please come with me."

It has to be said that after the last capital inflow temporarily resolved the company's crisis, although Xia Feng still sat in the position of chairman and held the largest number of shares in the company, he was always the subject of some discussion, both openly and covertly.

For example, whether this old man is unworthy of his position.

What's more, some people compared Xia Feng's attitude towards his daughter Xia Yiqing and his nephew Xia Lie, saying that he favors boys over girls.

Of course, these are all discussed by the employees themselves, and no one can clearly understand the attitude of the upper management.

"He asked you to come to me, so I have to see him?"