Hundreds of millions of treasures: black-bellied mommy is very popular

Su Qingyue looked at the person who left, and then at Leng Cang, "Is Bai Chengyun infusion? What's wrong with him?"

The person who called her to work overtime at night, but he fell down when she arrived?
Leng Cang coughed, and gave Su Qingyue a look to let her feel it: "Sir, he...has a fever, and he will go to the country A branch for inspection tomorrow. In order to avoid aggravating the condition on the plane, he gave him an infusion in advance."

Is that true?
Su Qingyue thinks that Bai Chengyun is not such a fragile person. She has known him for so many years, but she only saw him catch a cold once.

But Leng Cang didn't want to go into details, so she didn't have any interest in asking further, she just needed to do her job well.

Bai Chengyun was not at the desk, but entered the lounge inside, lying on the bed with his clothes closed, resting his mind with his eyes closed.

Su Qingyue glanced at the hand where he was getting the needle. The back of the white hand was covered with a bandage. The needle tube circled the bandage for half a circle, and the tail stuck into the blood vessel.I don't know if the liquid medicine is cold, if the constant temperature in the room will work, if Bai Chengyun will be cold.

She subconsciously wanted to step forward, but just as she lifted her footsteps, Li Weiwei's face popped up in her mind, and she paused again, "Boss Bai, what are your requirements for this design?"

In the overtime notification phone call Leng Cang gave her, she understood that Cheng Yun needed a dress for the dinner party, and because time was tight, Su Qingyue was required to come over overnight to finalize the final draft, so that the dress could be made as soon as possible.

It is true that Su Qingyue thinks this reason is nonsense, what kind of dress does Bai Chengyun want?
But still the same sentence, the boss is God, she can't afford it.

After Leng Cang delivered the people, he closed the door and went out, only Bai Chengyun and Su Qingyue were left in the big lounge.

The decoration style of the lounge follows the style of all of Bai Chengyun's residences, either black or white, and looks like his people at first glance, all of them are cold.

Regarding Su Qingyue's question, Bai Chengyun was also cold and didn't respond too much, "You can figure it out."

Your uncle.

Since she can figure it out, she can communicate on the phone, "It's not that I don't have your size, do you need me to make a special trip in the middle of the night?"

Even if the taxi fare can be reimbursed, her time is not money, is it?

Su Qingyue burst into anger, but Bai Chengyun opened his eyes, a pair of black eyes burning like the most brilliant fireworks in the world, "Huh? My size?"

Su Qingyue: "..."

She suspects that Baek Seung Yoon is driving, but she has no proof.

In the middle of the night, men and widows cannot be alone in a room, it is too easy to let the mind wander to improper places.

Su Qingyue turned her eyes away, forcibly took back the yellow waste in her mind, and said with a straight face: "If Mr. Bai is fine, I'll go back first. I will rush out the design draft as soon as possible, and I will definitely satisfy you."

Bai Chengyun said, "Miss Su, is this the attitude towards work?"

What's up with her?
Su Qingyue frowned and looked at Bai Chengyun, "Boss Bai means that you need to see the first draft of the design now?"

While letting her figure it out, she also questioned her work attitude, huh, Party A's father is amazing?The gold master can do whatever he wants?

Su Qingyue turned around and wanted to leave, but Bai Chengyun said leisurely, "Miss Su's debts are all paid off?"

Su Qingyue turned halfway around and turned back, with a sincere smile on her face, "Thank you, Mr. Bai, for your help, everything has been taken care of."

Yes, having money is great, that is, you can do whatever you want.

Su Qingyue, who was stumbling over money, had to resign herself to Bai Chengyun's bed no matter how angry she was, and dragged the chair away to sit down.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a medical record on the bedside table, and she picked it up casually, preparing to draw the first draft of the design draft on the back. The handwriting on the paper attracted her attention.

Words such as "allergic to hangover medicine", "drinking recurrence", "high fever of 39 degrees" were clearly recorded on the paper, and combined with the timetable, Bai Chengyun's physical condition during the recent period was clear at a glance.

Su Qingyue didn't pay attention to when the doctor's font became so recognizable, she only saw the time when Bai Chengyun was allergic for the first time.

It happened to be the day when her moldy fabric was exposed.

A note was added after the time, indicating that Bai Chengyun had received a brief infusion at the airport.

How anxious was it that he didn’t stay in country A for serious treatment after the allergy, but rushed for an infusion at the airport and rushed back to the country overnight?

Even if Su Qingyue was locked up in the police station, she also knew that the Bai family hadn't been completely affected at that time, and the old man Bai was in charge, so he could completely suppress it.

That's why Bai Chengyun came back in such a hurry...

Su Qingyue's heart suddenly became a mess, she was obviously past the age of fantasies, but why looking at this medical record, she always felt that Bai Chengyun came back because of herself?

"Bai Chengyun." Su Qingyue's lips were a little dry. In the past few years, she has simply said one thing and one without hesitation, but now, some words can't be said quickly, but she doesn't know how to say them, "You were allergic before. when……"

hum.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone was particularly prominent in the room with excellent sound insulation, as if a rope had pulled Su Qingyue's nerves, and her thoughts returned instantly, and she woke up.

She is confused, what is she really doing on this kind of issue?What's the use?
Bai Chengyun waited for a long time and saw that Su Qingyue did not continue, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, "Su Qingyue."

Su Qingyue didn't say any more, and took advantage of the wechat that came in just now, she shook her phone at Bai Chengyun, "Boss Bai, during overtime, employees can also read wechat on their mobile phone, right?"

Before Bai Chengyun could answer, Su Qingyue quickly lowered her head and unlocked the screen, fearing that if she was a second late, she would be chased by Bai Chengyun.

Before she could say anything, a WeChat message suddenly entered into the mobile phone in her pocket, interrupting Su Qingyue's hesitation.

She simply put down the question and took out her phone to check the messages.

It was sent by a private detective she knew well, and she asked him to check Qiao Zhongtian's news for her.

Ever since she was hospitalized, Qiao Zhongtian seemed to have disappeared from this world. No matter if he called him or called the company, no one knew where he went.

Qiao Zhongtian was seriously injured in the fire that day, and now that he can't be contacted, Su Qingyue's heart is always worried, really worried.

And the detective's news seemed to be specifically to confirm her worry. First, the name of a foreign hospital was sent, followed by a copy of Qiao Zhongtian's admission information.

The copy was not very clear, and the dialog box was always in the state of "the other party is typing", Su Qingyue couldn't wait, got up and walked outside, and called the detective's phone, "Mr. Ji, what's the matter with Brother Qiao? "

The voice on the receiver seemed to have not expected that it was so late and Su Qingyue hadn't rested yet. He paused before continuing: "According to the information that can be found, Qiao Zhongtian was seriously injured. He was sent abroad for treatment, this is the admission record I found. Judging from his condition...not very optimistic."