My Husband, Warm The Bed

Three months later.

The cold winter has passed. Now everything is reviving and spring is a good season.

A luxury private hospital in New York.

The entrance of the hospital is very strict. Without the approval of the superior, it is difficult for a fly to fly in.

Liu Yong got out of the car, passed a lot of security checks, walked in from the hospital door, turned right, and entered the elevator, which led to the senior medical room of the eighth floor hospital.

Standing in the elevator, I watched the numbers on the display screen of the elevator go from one to two, and then slowly went up. However, within seconds, the elevator had reached the eighth floor destination.

He stood in the elevator, took a deep breath, pulled his already neat suit, and stepped out of the elevator.

Walk out of the elevator and turn right. Follow the corridor to the end of the corridor. Next to it is a luxury suite marked eight.

Looking at the heavy door, he stood still, took a deep breath again, and waited for several seconds before slowly raising his hand to knock on the door.

After knocking on the door, he waited for a few seconds. He heard the word "deep in" coming from the room. He just pushed the door in.

President Qin looked at the man in the room standing by the window with his white shirt back to the door, and called respectfully.

Yeah? Qin Yue stood straight, motionless, looking out of the window into the distance, wondering what he was looking at?

President Qin, we have dealt with all the affairs according to your orders. Liu Yong hands the piece out, but Qin Yue still doesn't turn around, so he holds the piece and holds it.

For a long time, Qin Yue took back his eyes and turned around.

His eyes under the golden frame were as fierce as those of the devil from hell, but soon he took the edge off his eyes.

Have you dealt with it? He asked, in a low voice, but with absolute authority that no one can disobey.

Ye Yichen is a tough guy. He didn't want to be honest about what he did, but his mother was different. His mother loves his son, and his son still has a little conscience and doesn't want to see his mother suffer. Speaking of this, Liu Yong stepped forward slightly and handed the handpiece to Qin Yue with both hands.

Qin Yue still didn't reach for it. Liu Yong kept the posture of handing out the document again. He was sweating and didn't know what he was doing. Did their president seem satisfied?

After all, the victims of this incident are not others, but the wife of the chief executive, the woman most valued by their chief executive.

Three months have passed since the bombings that rocked New York, but the impact of the incident has not been eliminated.

On January 5, New York local time, a warehouse next to a container in the suburb was bombed, and the fire spread for two days and two nights, completely burning the warehouse in the whole area.

As soon as this incident happened, it immediately attracted the attention of relevant departments. When they knew that this incident also related to Sheng Tian's family, the official immediately defined this incident as a terrorist attack.

It is defined as a terrorist attack. Even if ye Yichen has nine heads, he cannot escape the fate of being cruelly punished.

Three days later, officials announced that the perpetrators of the terrorist attacks had been captured by them and would be executed.

But ye Yichen, who was supposed to have been killed, was not dead. Officials automatically handed him over to Qin and Yue. After all, the impact of this incident is not as bad as that of Qin and Yue.

Shengtian has a great influence in the world. Even the government in the United States has to give Qin and Yue three points.

It was a long time before Qin Yue reached for the piece. He opened it and saw that there were bloody pictures in it.

After turning over several photos, what impresses us most is the blood, the bright red blood and the incomplete people.

No, that's no longer a person, at least not a complete person.

One of the most special is Ye Yichen, who has been cut off his limbs. He lies on the ground, still wriggling as hard as he can.

The expression on his face looked very painful, and he could not wait to crash to death, but he had no ability to commit suicide.

If you want to hit your head, you can't.

Because of the soft momentum around him, he didn't hit a piece of tofu.

He also thought about killing himself by biting his tongue, which is even worse.

Ye Yichen's teeth have been pulled out one by one, and there is no one left. What can he use to bite his tongue and commit suicide?

If he could, he really wanted to kill himself by biting his tongue with his gums.

After reading these, Qin Yue's face did not change at all. Only his eyes flashed with dark light, which was like the light of a bloodthirsty devil.

He admitted that he sent someone to kill Xiao Lao? Qin Yue asked, the tone is still as indifferent as usual, not too much emotion.

Yes, he admitted it and confessed the facts of the crime. We checked it out. It's true. Liu Yong replied respectfully in a calm voice, but his heart was shaking.

He had been with Qin Yue for more than ten years, and he thought he knew their president. But after this incident, he found that he never knew their president.

Their president always looks like a cold man who doesn't care about the world, but he uses torture to deal with things that can't be put on the surface for the president, and he can only sigh.

Let people look at him. If he dies, you can do it. After a long silence, Qin Yue gave another order.

Yes. Liu Yong immediately took command.

At this time, he also had to lament that fortunately, he was only loyal to their president in his life, and had never moved any other thoughts, otherwise, yeyichen's fate might be his.

Thinking of yeyichen's fate, it is not enough to describe yeyichen's tragedy with the four words "life is not like death". It can only be said that he can't survive and can't survive.

In the second half of his life, no matter how many years he can live, ye Yichen no longer has the ability to speak or act.

He is a living dead man with only one breath. Every day, he endures all kinds of piercing pain, until he can no longer bear it, when he really ends his life.

Ye Yichen's business is finished. You fly to Aegean to watch the wedding preparations there. There is no mistake. With that, Qin Yue waved to Liu Yong.

Liu Yong retreated in accordance with his words, and when he left, he gently took the door with him. He didn't dare to make a sound. After he closed the door, he breathed a long breath.

Their president's aura is really getting stronger and stronger. The tone of the president's voice to him has never changed, but it is frightening.

He clapped his chest and let his heart go back to its original place. Only then did he go to do what he had to do. /p