Seeing this, Mu Wanqing's face tightened and she stared at him for a few seconds. She noticed something was wrong and then moved closer uneasily: "You...what's wrong with you?"
Wen Zhan had a look of pain on his face, and his thick and stylish eyebrows were tightly knitted into two small hills.
Seeing the woman's concern, he glanced angrily and wanted to speak, but the pain caused a cold sweat on his back. He immediately covered the left side of his abdomen with one hand and remained silent.
Mu Wanqing was frightened.
After being married for two years, she vaguely knew that this man had a bad stomach, and he was very particular about the meals in the kitchen on weekdays - how could he still get sick despite being so well fed?
Although he is determined to divorce, he doesn't want him to suffer from health problems. After all, he is the father of two children.
After a brief hesitation, Mu Wanqing immediately got out of the car and came to the cab.
Opening the car door, she leaned in and wiped the man's forehead, and she was sweating.
She was startled, and she became more and more worried and nervous: "Do you have a stomach problem? Do you have any medicine in the car?"
Wen Zhan turned his head, his eyes narrowed slightly due to pain, with a cold light, and said with a smile: "Are you concerned about me? Don't you want a divorce? Whether I am guilty or not is none of your business."
"..." Mu Wanqing's good intentions were ridiculed, and she said angrily, "How long has this been? Is there something wrong with your mind?"
After scolding him, he walked straight past the man and rummaged through the storage compartment of the center console with one hand.
Wen Zhan leaned on the seat, feeling the woman lying in his arms "moving", and he didn't know whether to be happy or angry for a moment.
She was clamoring for a divorce, yet she cared so much about him in her actions, and threw herself into his arms so unreservedly—hehe, women really meant what they said, and they took the idea of refusing to welcome him to the extreme.
There was a fragrance wafting at the tip of her nose. It was the fragrance of her hair mixed with the fragrance of milk on her body, creating a unique and charming atmosphere.
The spasm in his stomach continued, and he was clearly suffering from the pain and was breaking into a cold sweat, but another desire surged through his heart.
The two of them have been sleeping in separate rooms these days. He has been empty and abstinent for many days, and his self-control has become increasingly weak...
Mu Wanqing rummaged through his arms, but there was no stomach medicine in the storage compartment. She turned around anxiously and asked the man: "You don't even put them in the car - ugh!"
Halfway through his words, the back of his head was suddenly held by a man's big hand and he pulled hard.
The painfully handsome face suddenly enlarged, and her unfinished words were swallowed up by the man's hot breath.
Mu Wanqing was dumbfounded, staring and completely unresponsive!
When did this happen?
He actually still has the intention to force a kiss?
Could the pain be fake? Deliberately deceived her?
After the woman was shocked, she became extremely angry!
In the past, when she still admired this person, this sudden passionate kiss was undoubtedly fun, but now that she was about to get divorced, this behavior was naked humiliation and violation!
Without sinking into the kiss, she came back to her senses and immediately resisted: "Wen Zhan! Let go... um -"
Instead of letting go, Wen Zhan held her in his arms and kissed her deeper.
While the two were struggling and fighting, they accidentally pressed the car horn, and the harsh sound startled both of them.
Mu Wanqing took advantage of his absence, pushed hard, and finally pried his arm away.
Unexpectedly, the push hit his stomach hard. The severe pain made the man groan and his whole body became tense and stiff.
Mu Wanqing stood by the car door, her hair messy and in shock.
His painful and suppressed groans echoed in her ears, and looking at his increasingly pale face, the woman felt even more panicked...
"Hey... you, how are you?" Seeing that something was wrong with Wen Zhan, she became nervous again and reached out to push his shoulder.
But his face drooped and he didn't respond.
No way--
Mu Wanqing was frightened, so she leaned into the car again and patted his face: "Wen Zhan, how are you? Stop pretending! I...I won't be fooled!"
Her voice trembled when she spoke, but there was no response when she patted his face one after another. Her heartbeat continued to accelerate, and she had the courage to hold the man's face with both hands - God! He closed his eyes tightly and actually passed out!
"Wen Zhan! Wen Zhan! Wake up!" Tears fell instantly. She kept shaking and shouting, but it was in vain.
He stepped back and looked around. This road was the private road leading from the Wen family's ancestral home to the outside world. It was already dark and there were no passing vehicles at all.
She was so distraught that she wiped away her tears and quickly forced herself to calm down. Then she returned to the passenger seat, took her mobile phone, and called 120.
After explaining the situation to the emergency center, she immediately called Yi Hang.
The ambulance arrived at almost the same time as Yi Hang. She accompanied the unconscious Wen Zhan into the ambulance. Yi Hang arranged for someone to drive the Bentley away and drove behind the ambulance.
Wen Zhan woke up halfway.
With his eyes half-closed, he saw a woman sitting beside him who was worried and crying, and turned away with a cold expression.
When Mu Wanqing saw him waking up, her heart, which was so nervous that it was suffocating, finally relaxed a little.
A normal couple would definitely hold hands and talk to each other sincerely. This thought crossed her mind, but she really didn't have the courage.
Coupled with Wen Zhan's extremely indifferent and cold reaction, she was afraid that if she took the initiative to hold it, he would ruthlessly throw her away...
When he arrived at the hospital, Yi Hang was busy running back and forth.
Somehow the news leaked out, and soon the hospital leaders came.
Mu Wanqing was pushed to the outside. Seeing a group of people in white coats surrounding Wen Zhan to inquire after him, she suddenly felt redundant.
Just as he was turning around to leave, Yi Hang came over with a pile of receipts and said respectfully: "Madam, the doctor said that the third young master has acute inflammation of the gastric mucosa and needs to be hospitalized."
She was startled, stopped her steps, and frowned.
Hospitalized...
So serious.
Yi Hang sighed: "Third Young Master didn't even eat breakfast. He went to Lu's house and then went back to the company for two consecutive meetings. The lunch Secretary Li ordered for him was cold, so he took a few bites at will. I drank black coffee to refresh myself, rushed back after get off work in the evening, and took you back to my ancestral home. I didn’t even eat dinner..."
Mu Wanqing listened silently. To say that she didn't have any disturbance in her heart was a cold-blooded animal.
But weren’t all these troubles and twists caused by him? Can't blame others.
"Since the death of the old man, the third young master has been depressed these days. There are many affairs in the company, and there are public opinions on the Internet. During this period, he has been too busy and exhausted, and his body will definitely not be able to bear it."
Yi Hang is Wen Zhan's personal bodyguard. He has followed him for many years and he still understands his boss's thoughts.
The boss himself would definitely not be able to lose face in saying these things to his wife, so he would have to let someone else do it for him.
My wife is kind-hearted and soft-hearted. She will definitely feel sorry for her boss if she knows the truth.
And indeed it is.
Mu Wanqing was silent for a while. Although she thought that she deserved it and was to blame, she still walked towards the emergency room involuntarily.
