He Zhao cast an approving glance at his subordinate.
The subordinate clenched his fist and punched He Zhao again, but He Zhao shoved Qiao Zhen against the wall. "Come at me."
Qiao Zhen's head hit the wall with a dull thud. She grimaced as she looked at He Zhao, who was effortlessly knocking over the sweaty men in black suits.
Damn it!
He has so many subordinates, yet he still insists on going himself, and those subordinates are just watching the show, clearly putting on a "hero saves the beauty" act. Of course, Qiao Zhen, who is supposed to cooperate with He Zhao's performance, will choose to cooperate with him!
Qiao Zhen secretly rubbed her head and slowly squatted down. The impact had been quite forceful, and the back of her head was throbbing with pain. Blackouts blurred her vision, and finally, she couldn't hold on any longer and closed her eyes.
"President, Miss Qiao has fainted," Zhao Lian, He Zhaoming's trusted confidant, reminded him.
He Zhao's trusted confidant, Fang Chengzao, immediately stopped what he was doing. Fang Chengzao raised his hand to stop his subordinates, "Boss, should we continue?"
He Zhao straightened his clothes, then bent down and picked up Qiao Zhen. "Don't appear in front of her."
Fang bowed his head and said, "Yes."
He Zhao carried Qiao Zhen and took her into the hospital.
When Qiao Zhen woke up, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. She groggily opened her eyes, sat up, and raised her hand to touch the back of her head, only to find that her head was wrapped in thick bandages. "Where am I?"
She raised her hand and looked at her pale palm. "Who am I? How did I get here?"
The nurse entered the ward. "Ms. Qiao, you're awake? Is anything bothering you?"
Qiao Zhen looked around the ward and found that she and the nurse were the only ones in the room. She hesitated and pointed to herself, "Miss Qiao? Are you talking about me?"
The nurse looked strange and ran out as if some demon or monster was chasing after her.
【Host?】
Qiao Zhen looked around in horror, "Who?"
[Host, I'm inside your head.]
Qiao Zhen covered her head.
【Host?】
Qiao Zhen trembled with fear. A voice echoed in her head, and she burst into tears.
When the doctor in the white coat came in, he saw Qiao Zhen huddled in the corner, trembling. "What's wrong with her?"
Qiao Zhen saw the doctor in the white coat and rushed over to him, "Doctor, please save me! I don't remember anything, but there's a voice in my head calling me..." host.
But the last two words were muted.
“It called me…” host.
It was muted again.
The doctor frowned and looked at Qiao Zhen.
Qiao Zhen clung tightly to the doctor's sleeve, pleading, "Doctor, please save me! Those two words were silent; they made my voice disappear, I can't hear them..."
She was talking incoherently.
The doctor had the nurse take her for a series of tests, and found that she had no problems.
When He Zhao arrived at the hospital, he saw Qiao Zhen huddled in the corner, trembling. He frowned slightly and asked, "What happened? Why is she so scared?"
The doctor explained, "We've done a lot of tests on her today, and the initial findings show no problems with her brain; it might be temporary amnesia. Also, I'd like to know if the patient suffered any severe fright before falling into a coma? I suspect she has psychological issues."
How strong can Qiao Zhen be now? He's incredibly vulnerable, isn't he? This is the perfect opportunity for him to seize the moment.
He Zhao rolled up his sleeves, squatted down, and gently hugged Qiao Zhen. "It's me, I'm your husband. Don't be afraid, okay?" He pulled Qiao Zhen into his arms.
Qiao Zhen shrank back a few times as if by reflex, but then succumbed to his good looks and voice.
He Zhao looked at Qiao Zhen, who wasn't struggling in his arms, and tightened his grip on her. "I'm sorry, doctor, I'll take her home for treatment."
The doctor shook his head in disagreement, "The patient's condition is still uncertain. I suggest she stay in the hospital for observation for a few more days. Of course, if you have enough time and energy, you can take her home."
Qiao Zhen tugged at He Zhao's clothes and said in a barely audible voice, "No..."
He Zhao patted her gently. "No need, I'll take good care of her." He looked down at Qiao Zhen softly. "I won't let her condition worsen."
He took Qiao Zhen to the mall to buy clothes.
While Qiao Zhen was trying on clothes, he had his assistant forge a marriage certificate between him and Qiao Zhen, and also filled his villa with women's products and photoshopped a wedding photo of Qiao Zhen and him to hang above his bed.
The assistant almost thought his boss had gone mad.
They're either stupid or crazy.
Finally, Qiao Zhen wore a Mori Girl style dress and went to the villa with He Zhao. She shrugged and asked timidly, "Are you... are you really my husband?"
He Zhao pulled her into his bedroom. "Look, this is our wedding photo."
Exquisite photos hang on the huge wall, but even more exquisite are the photos of a couple.
It was Qiao Zhen and He Zhao.
Qiao Zhen blushed. "Then... what's my name? How old am I? How long have we been married?"
He Zhao gently pinched Qiao Zhen's nose and took out their marriage certificate from the bedside table drawer. "Your name is Qiao Zhen, and you're twenty-eight this year. As for how long we've been married, you can calculate it yourself."
Qiao Zhen took the marriage certificate from He Zhao's hand. She looked at the smiling woman in the red book and the expressionless man. "You look very unhappy."
That's fake! The marriage certificate is fake! You're not his wife at all! He just wants to play with you!
Qiao Zhen suddenly clutched her head, the marriage certificate falling to the ground. She groaned in pain, "There's someone in my head, it hurts so much, ah... sob, someone's talking..."
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