Chapter 259 "You want money over life?"

Jiang Yuan subconsciously placed one hand on her waist, her cheeks turned pale, and beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead.

Yin Dong's long eyelashes twitched suddenly, but he held back and didn't move. The cigarette in his hand was pinched by his fingers and half fell to the ground.

She has already drunk the whole bottle. She wants to make money so badly that she is willing to risk her life for it.

Did she always work as a hostess drinking outside like this before?

A sudden pain hit Jiang Yuan, and she couldn't hold on any longer. Her high heels twisted and she almost fell.

She bent down and placed the empty wine glass on the table with a crisp sound. She reached out to take another bottle of wine and pour it into the glass, but her stomach cramped violently, and she gasped in pain and fell to the ground. The bottle of red wine in her hand rolled to the ground, and the red liquid gurgled out of the bottle.

She stretched out her hand, trying to straighten the bottle of wine, but the intense pain seemed to drain all her strength. Her arm was lifted up, and then her whole body became lighter and was picked up from behind.

"You want money over life?"

Along with the familiar obscure male voice, a sharp pine scent rushed into her nostrils. She raised her head and met the man's cold and tense jaw.

"What's wrong with her? Can't she drink? She got drunk after just one bottle? With this alcohol tolerance, she still dares to go out and make money..."

Liang Zhouheng's noisy voice was interrupted by Yin Dong's scolding: "Go call a doctor."

Seeing Yin Dong's ugly face, the others didn't dare to say anything more. They immediately started making phone calls and calling for help.

Soon, the manager, service staff, and security personnel of the manor gathered around, and the scene instantly became extremely chaotic.

Although Jiang Yuan was in so much pain that she could hardly breathe, her mind was still very clear. She uttered with difficulty, "My stomach hurts."

Her voice was weak and without any confidence, as if she was begging him to save her life.

His already thin face looked even paler than the bathrobe he was wearing, without a trace of blood. His brows were tightly furrowed, his eyelids were too heavy to open, and there was a red wine stain on the corner of his mouth.

His eyes darkened and his breathing became tight.

Only when he held her did he realize that she had become so much lighter, as if she were made of paper and would break at the slightest touch.

The people around were in a mess. Some people were shouting to get stomach medicine, and some said that the doctor in the first aid station in the manor had gone off work. It was far from the hospital, and even the 120 ambulance would not be able to arrive for a while.

He held her in his arms, pushed through the crowd, strode across the wooden bridge and the intricate cobblestone paths, and headed towards the guest rooms at the other end of the manor.

She closed her eyes and rested her cheek on his chest. She could hear the violent rise and fall of his chest with his breathing. He walked too fast and the cobblestones were very slippery. He lost his balance several times and stumbled several times.

But his big hands held her body tightly, as hard as iron clamps.

Jiang Yuan didn't know if she fainted from the pain. When she woke up, she was already lying on the bed. The room was pitch black, but she could feel a slight tingling on the back of her hand. It was the needle inserted. She felt a warmth on her stomach. She reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be a hot water bottle.

"Don't move, close your eyes, and go back to sleep."

A familiar, dull male voice came from the side of the bed.

Jiang Yuan turned her head and took a look. The room was pitch black. The man should be sitting on a chair next to the bed.

"What time is it?"

Her throat moved and her voice became hoarse.

It must be very late at night. The curtains were drawn tightly. There was no light in the room. It was strangely quiet all around. I could almost hear his slow breathing and a hint of cold air.

Jiang Yuan was really tired. She closed her eyes and fell asleep again after a while.