Xiao Zi didn't dare to hang up the phone, but she didn't wait for Qiao Sinian to speak for a long time.

"Mr. Qiao, it's very late in China. You go to bed early. Don't worry, I will take good care of Chengfan and will not disappoint you." Xiao Zi spoke on his own initiative.

If she did not calculate it wrong, it would be almost twelve o'clock in the country.

So late...

Qiao Sinian frowned.

The strong alcoholic spirit kept pouring onto his head, impacting his nerves over and over again.

It took him a long time to hang up the phone.

When there was no sound on the other end, Xiao Zi sighed and shook her head.

Her big eyes were filled with glitter, light and dark.

Qiao Sinian didn't fall asleep for a long time, and his cell phone was placed on the head of the bed. He wanted to make another call, but... he finally let it go.

The headache is split, and the painkiller does not seem to have any effect.

The moonlight shines in through the window, and the hazy light falls on the floor and on the bed, adding a shallow brightness to the bedroom.

It was very quiet around.

When the wind blew, the sycamore trees outside the window rustled, making a tiny sound.

Qiao Sinian did not open his eyes, his mind was in chaos and his breathing was not stable.

Sometimes it is rapid and sometimes it is slow.

Even, the heart felt like a hand was clenched, strangled, and colic.

The moonlight is as cool as water, and the shadows of the sycamore trees are deep.

That night, Qiao Sinian didn't fall asleep.

Maybe he drank too much wine at night, and in the middle of the night, he couldn't bear it and vomited alone by the pool for a long time.

His cold face was bloodless and pale as pale as paper.

His handsome eyebrows and eyes are now dull and have lost all their luster.

The eye sockets are deeply sunken, and the eyes are covered with blue fatigue.

He had unbuttoned a few buttons on the collar, and at this moment he was a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

The light shook in front of his eyes, and he couldn't wake up from his alcohol.

He vomited so badly, and hadn't vomited like this for a long time, and he felt like he was almost spitting out bile.

The headache was split, and the heart felt like a knife was tugging. It was over and over again, and it didn't stop all night, making him dripping blood.

The heart and mouth were torn apart, and blood flowed backwards.

Qiao Sinian was on the faucet and the tap water was flowing.

He vomited at the pool for a long time, fainted before the ground, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

...

The next day at noon.

Butler Sun made chicken soup for Qiao Sinian, and Meng Chen was also guarding outside the ward.

"Mr. Meng, what's the situation?" Butler Sun said anxiously.

Last night, she was really shocked, and the pool was covered in blood.

She was shocking, panicked and scared.

Meng Chen felt heartbroken: "I haven't woken up yet."

"Do you want to have surgery? Does Mr. Qiao often go out to drink during this period?" Butler Sun only knew that Qiao Sinian had not returned at night for a long time.

When people heard that Mr. Qiao had a girlfriend, she thought she was going out for a date with her girlfriend, so she didn't think much about it.

Thinking about it now, it may be that I was going out to drink.

"There is no need for surgery for the time being, but you must be hospitalized for observation. Mr. Qiao is in poor health recently. Butler Sun, you should pay more attention."

"Why?" Butler Sun was puzzled.

In her impression, Qiao Sinian has always been in good health, and she will not even have a cold unless she is injured.

Why is it so hard that it will collapse?

"There is nothing, it's probably because of overwork." Meng Chen leaned against the wall with his arms, without saying anything, and his face was deep.

"Hey, I'm busy with work, so I have to pay attention to my health. Mr. Qiao is still young!" said Mr. Sun.
Chapter completed!