Contract Wife Runs away from the CEO

Standing at the airport, Jiang Yihai couldn't help but call Yun Morong: "Mo Rong, I'm going back today. It's a bad day. I'll be home at three o'clock in the afternoon at your place tomorrow."

Newlyweds farewell.

Jiang Yihai felt that his heart had already flown back to his wife.

He and Yun Nuo have been in love with each other since they were young, and they have affection for each other.

In the end, Yun Nuo bid farewell to him tearfully because of his marriage contract with the Mo family.

That parting broke Jiang Yihai's heart.

He felt that he would never be tempted again in this life, and consciously closed his world.

It wasn't until he met Gu Xixi that he came back to life little by little.

And it wasn't until he met Yun Morong and recovered his Nora that his soul really came alive.

After waiting for so long, looking forward to so many years of sweetheart, finally became his wife.

Even on a business trip, I feel like I miss you so much, not to mention being separated for such a long time?

He had just rescued Yun Morong, and within two days he was on a business trip again.

Jiang Yihai really wanted to quit the business after all these incidents happened one after another, and let's go home and hug his wife!

Yin Sichen walked behind Jiang Yihai, listening to him calling Yun Morong sweetly, couldn't help showing his auntie smile.

However, he also misses his wife very much.

It's just that he is more restrained than his cousin.

Although life with Gu Xixi has gradually become dull after marriage, he still enjoys it.

Every morning when I wake up and see someone next to me, I feel satisfied.

Thinking of seeing Gu Xixi soon, Yin Sichen was also very happy.

When Yun Morong heard that Jiang Yihai was finally coming back, he was also very happy: "Okay, do you want me to pick you up at the airport?"

Jiang Yihai originally wanted to say, no need, since Yin Sichen is here, why should someone else pick it up?

But how could Yin Sichen not understand Jiang Yihai's eagerness to see his wife?

So, Yin Sichen booed beside him and said: "Pick it up, of course I have to pick it up! I don't have time to see him off after I get off the plane! I still have to pick up Xixi!"

Yun Morong listened seriously on the phone, and immediately burst out laughing, "Okay, I see, I'll pick you up at the airport."

Jiang Yihai laughed happily when he heard Yun Morong's words: "Then see you tomorrow."

"Okay." Yun Morong hung up the phone with a smile, and sent a message to Gu Xixi, telling her that Yin Sichen would come back tomorrow.

Gu Xixi replied with an ok gesture, indicating that she understood.

Yun Morong went to bed early that night, and went to do a whole-body maintenance in the morning to refresh himself and go to pick up the plane in a good-looking way.

Gu Xixi didn't have time to pick up the plane, so Yin Sichen didn't let Gu Xixi go. As soon as he arrived at the airport, Yin Sichen asked Xiao A to drive and prepare to go home by himself.

"Cousin, do you really not need me to send it?" Yin Sichen asked before leaving.

"No, Morong will come to pick me up." Jiang Yihai smiled and waved his hands: "You go back first, don't make Xixi wait in a hurry."

"Okay, then I'll go first. Xixi is with grandma now, I have to hurry over." Yin Sichen was not polite to Jiang Yihai, and left after getting in the car.

Jiang Yihai stood at the airport and kept looking outside.

Yun Morong hasn't arrived yet, is there a traffic jam on the road?

Jiang Yihai's assistant couldn't help but said: "Young Master Jiang, is Young Mistress late? Do you want to find a place to sit and rest for a while?"

"No need. I'm going away, and I won't be found when Mo Rong comes." Jiang Yihai said lightly, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes, afraid that something happened to Yun Morong on the way.

Jiang Yihai really guessed it.

On the way here, Yun Morong really encountered something.

However, this matter is not a dangerous matter, but——Mr. Yiran has fallen down again!

Yun Morong was driving on the road when he heard his phone ringing, and he connected to the Bluetooth in the car: "I'm Yun Morong."

"Miss Yun, come quickly! Mr. Yiran has passed out!" The temporary servant hired by Mr. Yiran frantically called Yun Morong: "We don't know where Mr. Yiran's case is, sir Said, if he is unconscious, I will call you as soon as possible..."

Yun Morong slammed on the brake: "What did you say? He passed out again?"

It was obviously fine yesterday!

Didn't you go to the hospital for a review?

How could you faint?

Could it be that the countdown to his life is getting faster and faster?

Yun Morong just wanted to go over to have a look, but when he thought that Jiang Yihai was still waiting for her to greet him...

what to do?

One is a patient who has sympathized with each other, and the other is a beloved husband.

Yun Morong took out his phone to call Jiang Yihai, the phone was turned off, apparently it hadn't hit the ground yet.

what to do?

Forget it, human life is at stake, I will apologize and explain to Jiang Yihai later!

Yun Morong immediately turned the steering wheel, turned around and drove towards Mr. Yiran's villa area.

As soon as Yun Morong entered the house, he saw the servants in a mess.

This is the disadvantage of temporary servants, they are not as calm and calm as family servants.

"What are you panicking about!" Yun Morong said with a frown, as soon as the breath of the superior was released, those people really calmed down a lot.

"Miss Yun, Mr. Yiran is fine. He passed out immediately. We didn't know that such a thing would happen." The servant hurriedly blamed him.

"I know." Yun Morong hurried to Mr. Yiran's bedroom, and saw that his originally pale skin looked more and more transparent now, blood vessels were clearly visible, and his fragility made people feel distressed.

Yun Morong turned around and went to find the case in the drawer, handed it to the servant and said, "Hurry up and send him to the hospital!"

"Miss Yun, come with us, we don't know what to do!" The servant looked at Yun Morong pleadingly: "Aren't you friends with Mr. Yiran? If he is sick, you can help him." Please help! Sir, you are so pitiful! Your body is so weak that you don’t even have a bosom friend, and no one will take a look at you when you are sick.”

"But..." Yun Morong hesitated for a while, counting the time, should Jiang Yihai arrive?

Otherwise, call Jiang Yihai first, tell him and ask him to wait for a while.

Just as Yun Morong took out his mobile phone and was about to call Jiang Yihai, he heard the servant suddenly scream: "Ah, it's not good, sir is bleeding!"

Yun Morong looked towards the person on the bed, and saw a line of blood slowly flowing from Mr. Yiran's nostrils.

Yun Morong didn't have time to call Jiang Yihai, so he stuffed the phone into his bag, and immediately ordered the servant to carry him: "Quick, help him to my car! Be careful! Don't bump your head!"

Yun Morong rushed Mr. Yiran to the hospital all the way, but the bag was forgotten on the co-pilot's seat, and he helped Mr. Yiran all the way to the hospital.

Not long after Yun Morong left, the phone rang in the bag on the passenger seat.

The phone rang for a long time, no one answered, and it hung up automatically.

Yiran is a frequent visitor to this hospital, so as soon as he came, the hospital would read the medical records first, and after reading the medical records, there was no need for an examination, and the IV was put on directly.

The nurses are also familiar with Mr. Yiran's medicines, and they pushed several kinds of medicines for him deftly.

Little by little along the tube, it dripped into his body.

Yiran, who was originally in pain, gradually calmed down after the injection, but he still hasn't woken up.

"Didn't you come here for a reexamination yesterday? How do you pay it back?" Yun Morong asked the doctor nonchalantly.

The doctor wrote down today's medical records in the medical record, sighed, and said to Yun Morong: "It doesn't really make sense for your friend's body to return for a follow-up visit or not. As you know, his body is so dilapidated that he lives every day. In the hospital, it also happens from time to time."

"Then doctor, how much time does he have?" Yun Morong asked.

"On an optimistic estimate, there are still one and a half years. On a pessimistic estimate, it may only be half a year." The doctor put down his pen, looked at Yun Morong and said, "He didn't know what he did some time ago, it seems that his vitality has been overdrawn. So, he Originally, he could live to be thirty years old safely, but now it seems...while he can still eat and move, he can do whatever he likes."

After the doctor finished speaking, he put down the medical records and left the ward with him.

But Yun Morong was poured a bucket of cold water like summer.

Less than half a year?

Yun Morong suddenly thought of the year when she was dying, in the last six months, she spent almost every day in bed.

Listening to the chirping of birds outside the window every day, looking at a stretch of blue sky, sometimes bright and sometimes gloomy.

She is so weak that even speaking a word consumes a lot of energy.

No one understood her despair at the time.

No one can understand her state of mind at that time.

Now, is this kind of despair about to befall Iksen?

Yun Morong looked at Yiran's thin and frail body, panicked, wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Life is so fragile, it seems that the weak ones will disappear with a little effort.

Yun Morong secretly gathered words, wanting to comfort Yiran well.

I don't know when, Yiran slowly opened his eyes and woke up: "This is... ah, here I come again!"

When Yun Morong heard Yiran's voice, he immediately walked over and forced a smile: "Yiran, your body..."

"Is it getting worse again?" Yiran's expression was very calm, as if he had accepted the result long ago; "Are you crying? Are you crying for me?"

Yun Morong raised his hand to wipe his cheeks, only to realize that he didn't know when he was crying.

She didn't know whether she was crying for Yiran or for her past self.

"I'm so happy." Yiran looked at Yun Morong weakly.

"Huh?" Yun Morong looked at him.

"I thought I was dead, and no one in this world would cry for me." Yiran's smile was particularly pure: "But now I am not afraid, I know that if I die, you will cry for me. "

Yun Morong suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Mo Rong." Yiran said softly, "I have something to tell you."

"What?"

"I like you."

At this time, Jiang Yihai had been standing at the exit of the airport for a long time, and he did not answer the phone call to Yun Morong.

The smile on Jiang Yihai's face gradually sank.

The assistant couldn't stand it any longer, and said, "Young Master Jiang, why don't we go back first?"

Jiang Yihai looked at the time, then at the people around him, and said softly: "I'm leaving, she can't find me, what should I do?"