Chapter 79 He doesn’t want to have any problems…
He didn't want to have the chance to be misunderstood by Xia Yiqing.
Even if this possibility is very small, it is possible that Xia Yiqing will never want to return to Yiyuan again.
But as long as Xia Yiqing comes back and sees this female doctor treating her, perhaps everything will become unclear.
"Why are you so defensive, Third Master?" the woman, wearing glasses and looking quite professional, said. She took a step into the room and didn't move forward, let alone back off.
"Don't worry, I have no other thoughts about you. The old lady just asked me to come here to work and I am here to help you with your illness."
The words of refusal were already on the tip of my throat, but I didn't know if it was because I had the most phlegm that morning, or because I had secretly exerted force several times during another cardiopulmonary check, but the phlegm got stuck in my throat, unable to move up or down.
Now that he was excited, he took a deep breath, and it felt like his trachea was blocked. Qi Hanmu felt suffocated again.
He was not unfamiliar with this feeling, and could even say it was quite familiar. He could always feel it when he woke up in the morning or felt anxious in the middle of the night.
But now, this familiar feeling makes Qi Hanmu feel very unfamiliar.
There was even a feeling of fear in my heart.
He had no way to control his own body. This frail body had long since broken free from his shackles. And with a doctor in front of him, even if she was a woman, even if she told him she had no feelings for him, even if this might cause Xia Yiqing to misunderstand him, he had no choice.
Sure enough, the woman came in wearing flat shoes, connected the suction machine familiarly, put the hose that had been used not long ago into his throat, and sucked out his phlegm skillfully.
The feeling of suffocation is not very good. The whole body feels paralyzed and can't move at all. Qi Hanmu's eyes overflow with physiological tears. He doesn't know if it is because of pain or some other emotion.
It was not the first time that he felt so useless, but it was the first time that he felt a sense of despair in his heart.
How could his dying body be worthy of Xia Yiqing?
The sunlight penetrated the curtains again, and it could be said that it was relentless in coming in. Before, there were no translucent curtains. They were only installed after Xia Yiqing came in. She always said that it was too stuffy and dark in here, and it didn't look like a home.
At that time, their relationship was not that good. Xia Yiqing would hug his shoulders, wink, and act coquettishly towards him.
"I really like light-transmitting curtains. Can you please install some? Please."
The girl's soft voice coupled with her sparkling purple grape eyes is really irresistible.
But now when he opened his eyes, all he saw was a vast expanse of white ceiling. The woman next to him was very quiet, but with her beside him, Qi Hanmu's heart was still restless, not because of joy or excitement, but because of real irritation.
"You... go..."
After the sputum was suctioned out and he was put back in the supine position and started breathing oxygen again, Qi Hanmu couldn't wait to squeeze out these two words.
He was a little short of breath now, because he had been working for almost the whole morning and his energy was not enough. Even his temples were beating and his head was aching.
Whenever the knocking pain came, he would look forward to seeing Xia Yiqing's shadow appear in front of him.
She would look at him with a smile, touch his hair with her hands, and massage his aching head, and perhaps she would even say something to him.
"Third Master, your health is important. Work certainly requires dedication, but I hope you can also pay attention to your own health."
Unfortunately, when Qi Hanmu stretched out his hand and tried to touch the mobile phone on the bedside table, he suddenly felt a little sad.
Because he found that his hands were a little out of control. It was obviously a simple action to pick up the phone, but it was quite difficult for him now.
"Master San, would you like some water?" The gentle words of the female doctor were still ringing in his ears.
Tinnitus also came at this time, buzzing. Qi Hanmu pursed his lips, put his hand next to the hearing aid with all his strength, and forcefully took off the silver hearing aid that looked like a Bluetooth headset.
He pulled it off, paused, and then threw it on the bedside table next to him.
Qi Hanmu took off the hearing aid in his left ear. The female doctor sighed and came to Qi Hanmu's right ear. "Third Master, I'm close to the old lady. I won't harm you. You don't have to be too wary of me. If you want some water, I'll pour it for you. Do you want some water?"
Qi Hanmu didn't say anything. His only response was to press the button to call Butler Qi.
When Butler Qi arrived, the first order he received from his master was, "Kick this woman out."
Even though he had been through many years and could hide his emotions perfectly, Butler Qi still felt like he had cracked and broken.
That woman is the old lady's family doctor, and the old lady values her very much. The third master said that it might be useful to drive her away, as he is just a housekeeper and does not have such great power.
So Butler Qi pretended not to hear and saw Qi Hanmu's fingertips leaning towards the mobile phone beside the bed. He stepped forward silently, took the phone down and handed it to Qi Hanmu.
The female doctor frowned at the exchange between the master and servant.
The Third Master didn't seem surprised by Butler Qi's silence. Could it be that Butler Qi was not a talkative person?
After Qi Hanmu got the phone, he saw that there was indeed an unread message on the screen. His heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if he had been injected with adrenaline, thump thump thump thump, almost unable to stop.
His hands were shaking and his palms were sweating. Qi Hanmu suddenly felt that the nasal oxygen tube was useless, or there was something wrong with the oxygen concentrator.
Otherwise, why wouldn't he be able to get oxygen and his shortness of breath condition have improved at all?
Qi Hanmu felt that he should be excited, but inexplicably, his heart seemed to be dragged into the abyss, sinking down, unable to bounce up. It was only beating physiologically, but there was no movement in his mind at all.
It seemed as if he already knew that his relationship with Xia Yiqing could not be immediately restored with just a single message.
But, there is always some anticipation in my heart.
Some people live by this sense of anticipation, while others just drift off into it.
There are also some people who know that this sense of expectation will not make their lives better or make things more perfect, but they always maintain that enthusiasm and original intention.
And now, when Qi Hanmu saw that message, he suddenly felt dizzy again.
Too unreal, too dreamy.
Perhaps the sun rose from the west today, or perhaps Xia Yiqing sent the wrong message again, sending this caring message to him, a man who didn't understand romance.
After much thought, the man who was originally decisive and ruthless in the business world now pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and looked at the message of concern from his beloved woman, his fingertips constantly lingering on the typing keyboard of his mobile phone.
I typed and deleted, wrote and revised, and the sentence "Wrong message?" only became a sent message ten minutes later.
On the other side, Xia Yiqing was discussing the plan and division of labor with employees in the conference room.
To be precise, it was she who issued the order, asking each person to clearly define their division of labor and not to pass the buck to each other.
"Do you all understand what your mission is?"
A woman's voice is slightly deeper than that of an average person. If the ending tone is raised, there will always be a feeling of being in control of everything.
Now no one wants to be the first to stand out. Everyone lowers their heads to look at their own work notes, or the PPT sent to them by Xia Yiqing on the computer. They will only nod when they accidentally look up and make eye contact with Xia Yiqing.
The only person who responded firmly was Fang Yue, the project leader of this group. "I understand, President Xia. I will definitely do my best."
Fang Yue had her hair tied up in a bun and was wearing a professional dress. She looked elegant and confident. Xia Yiqing's eyes flashed, and she seemed to see her younger self not long ago.
After nodding to Fang Yue, Xia Yi lowered her voice, adding a bit of authority to her original voice, and said, "If you still have any questions, you can stay and talk to me privately. The meeting is adjourned."
Everyone grabbed their things, rushed out the door, returned to their workstations, and began to work in silence.
Only one man and one woman remained.
It was Fang Yue and a gentle man wearing glasses.
"What else do you two need?"
Fang Yue gave a polite smile, "Boss Xia, I'm still a little unclear about some of the project details, so I'd like to stay and discuss them with you."
"You?" Xia Yiqing looked at the thin man next to her with a sharp gaze.
The man mumbled, smacking his lips together several times, but couldn't come out with a fart. Fang Yue intervened to smooth things over, "Boss Xia, this is Lu Guangzong."
It is hard not to think of the last two words of this name, Yaozu.
Xia Yiqing raised an eyebrow, not to look up to the man, but to roughly know his family situation.
Lu Guangzong seemed to have heard his own name. He finally turned on his phone and continued with Fang Yue's words, "Boss Xia, I think I can be the team leader, too."
Fang Yue didn't look surprised at all, and Xia Yiqing's expression naturally didn't change either.
"The team leader had already been selected an hour ago," Xia Yiqing said calmly and persuasively. In fact, she had tried her best to make it easy to understand.
"According to the voting of the group members, Fang Yue is the undisputed number one."
This brother of Yaozu frowned, twisting his clothes with his hands, as if he wanted to say something, his brows knotted, "Well, don't you still have your vote, Mr. Xia?"
Spreading out her palms, Xia Yiqing curled the corners of her mouth slightly, her almond-shaped eyes sparkled, her facial features were majestic and bright, like the most dazzling rose in the sun, naturally attracting everyone's attention.
"Fang Yue has been the team leader for an hour. I think it's obvious who I voted for," Xia Yiqing waved her hand and signaled Xia Feng's assistant to come up.
"Mr. Lu, if you want to be the team leader, that's fine. Maybe next time." If I try next time, there's still a chance.
Lu Guangzong stood up quickly, his whole face and ears were red, and his body was shaking, as if he was very excited.
Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away with Xia Feng's secretary. His leather shoes made a clattering sound on the ground, and it was unclear whether he did it on purpose.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Xia, he's always like this." Fang Yue's tone sounded somewhat helpless.
"fine."
Xia Yiqing never wanted to waste time and energy on people she shouldn't care about or invest her time in, but she couldn't help but pay attention to the ringing of her cell phone, because it was Qi Hanmu's exclusive ringtone.
"Sorry, let me check my phone first."
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