Chapter 313 Striving to Control Emotions
The next moment, he locked the door from the inside.
The sound of a man vomiting came from the bathroom.
Jiang Qian quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Mr. Bo, are you alright?"
Bo Jinyan did not respond inside, but the vomiting never stopped.
Ten minutes later, he finally opened the bathroom door.
Jiang Qian rushed over and hugged him tightly: "You're finally out! I was so worried about you..."
Bo Jinyan had already regained consciousness. Recalling what had just happened, his heart sank to the bottom.
He ripped the woman in front of him away: "Buy a plane ticket right now and get back to Beijing!"
His strength was considerable; Jiang Qian lost her footing and fell directly to the ground.
Jiang Qian immediately raised her eyes, looking at him incredulously: "Mr. Bo, what do you mean by that?"
"You knew I had another woman, and you still dared to do this to me! Do you think I still need to keep you by my side?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Bo, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance..."
"Get out of here right now! Don't make me say it a third time."
Bo Jin pointed his finger toward the door, his eyes filled with an exceptionally strong chill.
Jiang Qian had never seen such a serious expression on his face before, so she naturally didn't dare to stay any longer.
After she got up, she stumbled out of his room.
After vomiting, Bo Jinyan felt much more awake.
He knew very well that he had just mistaken that woman for Sang Ruo.
Fortunately, nothing happened...
He planned to take a shower and then call Sang Ruo back.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
"bite--"
After Sang Ruo saw the patient off, her phone, which was on the table, suddenly popped up with a text message notification.
I walked over, picked it up, and found it was an anonymous MMS message.
The moment she saw the photo, her hand holding the phone paused involuntarily.
In the photo, Jiang Qian's face can be seen, but the man she is hugging, although only his back is visible, is recognized by her at a glance.
It is Bo Jinyan.
When was this taken?
It should be 1 a.m. in the United States right now.
Just then, a video call came in.
It came from Bo Jinyan.
She suddenly hesitated to answer, fearing she might see something she shouldn't.
It felt as if a pair of giant hands were constantly tearing at her heart, making her feel inexplicably suffocated.
My heart sank to the bottom, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.
When the video call rang for the second time, she hung up immediately.
Because she was afraid that the person calling her wouldn't be Bo Jinyan, but Jiang Qian.
When that woman went to his house for a meeting last time, she could clearly sense that Jiang Qian had other feelings for Bo Jinyan.
The aura of admiration was so intense it almost overflowed from his eyes.
This time, they were on a ten-day business trip. How could that woman possibly let such a good opportunity slip by?
Did they really have sex?
"bite--"
My phone popped up another WeChat notification; it was from Bo Jinyan.
[Xiao Ruo, please connect to the video call.]
Large tears instantly streamed down her face.
Finally, she simply turned off her phone.
For the next two days, Sang Ruo did not turn on her phone, because she could not face the fact, and even less could she face Bo Jinyan. She was afraid that she would lose her temper and have a big fight with him.
Arguing over the phone is especially hurtful to feelings, and she doesn't want it to be like that.
We'll talk about everything when he gets back...
Wednesday afternoon, at the clinic.
Sang Ruo had just finished treating a patient when she looked up and saw a familiar face.
It is Bojin Prefecture.
Sang Ruo glanced at him silently: "If it weren't for seeing a doctor..."
Before she could finish speaking, he interrupted her: "I came to see you for a medical consultation. I've been having insomnia for a while now. Can you take a look and tell me what's wrong?"
Before she could respond, the man sat down at the consultation table, raised his hand on the surface, and asked her to take his pulse.
Sang Ruo suddenly paused for a moment, then turned to the front desk and said, "Wu Ye, come and take a look at Mr. Bo's insomnia!"
Chen Wuye reluctantly walked over: "Okay."
"I need you to take a look."
Just as Sang Ruo was about to get up, her wrist was pulled by the man in front of her.
Chen Wuye was stuck in the middle, unable to move forward or backward.
There were still many patients waiting nearby, so Sang Ruo had no choice but to compromise: "Let go, I'll take care of it for you."
Bo Jinzhou then released his grip with satisfaction.
Sang Ruo treated him like an ordinary patient, following the normal procedures, taking his pulse, and making a treatment plan.
How long have you been having insomnia?
"It's been almost twenty days since New Year's Eve!"
Sang Ruo's hand holding the mouse suddenly paused for a moment.
She composed herself and asked again, "How's your appetite lately?"
Bo Jinzhou's expression darkened: "I have little appetite. I haven't been able to eat for the past two days, and I even feel nauseous and want to vomit..."
"The situation is serious; you need acupuncture."
Sang Ruo acted as if it were business, showing no intention of inquiring further about his situation.
"When should I have acupuncture? Now?"
Sang Ruo pointed to the treatment room: "Okay, go in and wait."
"I need you to give me acupuncture, but don't let Chen Wuye in..."
Sang Ruo raised her eyes and glared at him: "If you keep being so picky, you'd better find someone else!"
She was the one who was supposed to make it for him, but after hearing what he said, she felt extremely uncomfortable and couldn't help but retort.
In the past, Bo Jinzhou would have naturally retorted, but today he didn't say a word and obediently went inside.
Three minutes later.
Bo Jinyan's Maybach came to a steady stop at the entrance of the clinic.
He quickly got out of the car and happened to run into Chen Wuye, who was taking a patient out.
Where is Sang Ruo?
Bo Jinyan glanced at him, his tone extremely cold.
Before Chen Wuye could even clearly see the person in front of him, he almost blurted out, "In the treatment room..."
Only when the man in front of him, looking travel-worn, passed by did he realize who it was.
It's over.
Xiao Ru is inside, giving Bo Jinzhou acupuncture.
But by the time he tried to call out to Bo Jinyan, it was already too late.
Because the man was walking very fast, he had already reached the door of the treatment room.
The door to the treatment room was ajar, not completely closed.
As he was about to open the door, he saw a familiar figure through the crack in the door.
He recognized her just from her back.
It's Bojin Prefecture...
"Take off your shirt."
Sang Ruozheng took out her acupuncture kit, her tone extremely calm, as if she were talking about something very ordinary.
Bo Jinzhou obediently took off his shirt and tossed it aside.
"Lie down."
Bo Jinzhou lay still obediently, without moving.
Sang Ruo turned around to face Bo Jinzhou. When her fingertips touched the man's back, Bo Jinyan's forehead veins bulged instantly.
He was trying his best to control his emotions, afraid that he would explode at any moment.
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