Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Chapter 180

Seeing her in pain made him suffer even more.

Qiao Zhanbei shook his head, "I don't feel anything in the immobile place, and now I can barely sit without pain."

It just hurts so much.

Seeing him pretending to be relaxed, Ye Mian's heart tightened even more. Although he didn't feel any pain physically, the mental blow was heavy.

He had to endure the helplessness of not being able to control his body, the embarrassment of being unable to take care of himself, and the powerlessness of watching himself die slowly.

"Shangguan Ting, he can't let go of his hatred." Thinking that Shangguan Ting was responsible for what he did, Ye Mian gritted his teeth.

She still clearly remembered the scene of Shangguan Ting's body being shaken from the tree by Gu Ye.

At this time, Ye Mian's eyes lit up, "Brother Qiao, Gu Ye has been an undercover agent next to Shangguan Ting for more than a year. Does he know this medicine? Is there any antidote?"

Qiao Zhanbei looked at the light of hope in her eyes, his throat tightened, and he couldn't bear to shatter her fantasy, "I asked, he didn't find out before that Shangguan Ting developed or bought this kind of biochemical weapon, he entered it The military helped me investigate the matter after prison for more than half a month, but found nothing."

He had to pour cold water on her.

The fire in Ye Mian's eyes gradually extinguished, thinking about it, she must have thought about it a long time ago, and he must have used various contacts to help him heal.

He wanted to live, and he said there was no way, but there was really no way.

Another heavy hammer hit her heart, the pain made her dazed, but she had to grit her teeth to hold back.

She pretended to be relaxed and said: "This dog Gu Ye is helping you hide it from me again. Who is his brother?"

Speaking of Gu Ye, thinking about his feelings for Ye Mian for more than ten years, and thinking that he was about to die, Qiao Zhanbei was full of emotions. He pulled the corners of his lips, endured the pain, and said with a smile: "He is also I'm afraid you will be sad."

Ye Mian didn't understand the meaning of his words, she gave him a blank look, and said scoldingly, "You are all self-righteous stinky straight men."

Qiao Zhanbei: "..."

She went to pour him a glass of water, and when she came back, she asked, "Grandpa and grandma don't know about it yet, do you have to block the news?"

"Grandpa knows, but grandma doesn't know. There is no need to block the news. In the past half a month, I have negotiated a cooperation with Yunshan Capital. After my death, Qiao's will be controlled by them and will not be in crisis again." Qiao Zhanbei Looking at the ceiling with both eyes, he said seriously.

Learning the lesson from his disappearance last time, he settled Qiao's well in advance this time, so that after his death, Qiao's would fall into crisis again and Ye Mian would be troubled.

Listening to his words, Ye Mian's hands trembled, the water in the cup shook and almost overflowed.

Her throat choked hard.

He has already made arrangements for his funeral.

Qiao Zhanbei looked at her, and said again: "Yunshan Capital Holdings, the management rights of Qiao's are still in our hands, you have your own business to be busy, you are the chairman, I invited the former Haval senior to be the executive president .”

"In the past few days, Zhou Lu will come over and transfer all the equity and property to your name before I wake up—"

"Brother Qiao, I'll help you get up to drink water." Ye Mian put down the water glass and interrupted him in a deep voice.

She doesn't want to hear this, she doesn't want to hear it.

Ye Mian helped him to sit up, she supported his back with one arm, held a water glass in the other hand, and carefully fed him water.I asked him if he had any appetite, and he said that his digestive system was not affected.

Hearing that he could still eat, Ye Mian immediately went downstairs to the kitchen to make him something to eat.

After a while, the kitchen looked like a battlefield.

There were beaten eggs lying on the cooking table, the flour was spilled all over the floor, and the steak was frying in the frying pan, and the oily smoke rose to the sky. Seeing that the steak was about to turn into black charcoal, a fire broke out in the pan.

Only then did Ye Mian come back to her senses, and hurriedly took the lid of the pot to cover it, accidentally, her hand was scalded by the flames soaring into the sky, and the lid fell on the pan with a "bang".

"Young Madam!" Aunt Wu, who came in a hurry, shouted in shock when she saw this scene.

She stepped forward and pulled her aside, "Hurry up, hurry up, run cold water with your hands!"

Aunt Wu turned off the gas stove, put out the fire in the frying pan with the lid, and when she looked at Ye Mian, she saw that she was bent over, with her hand under the running water, but the running water was steaming.

She rushed hot water!

Ye Mian was in a daze, unaware of the water temperature.

Aunt Wu sighed, she turned cold water for her, grabbed her hand, and helped her wash the red burn on the back of her hand.

"Young madam, I heard that the young master is ill...you have to be strong." She knew that the young madam was so distraught that she made a mess in the kitchen. It wasn't that she couldn't cook, she could, but it was just too sad.

Let alone her, she, the nanny, was so sad that she died.

Such a perfect and excellent young master was paralyzed before, but now he is suddenly, suddenly dying!

Only then did Ye Mian come back to her senses, her heart twisted, and she leaned helplessly against Aunt Wu, sobbing, "Auntie, I can't accept it, I don't want to accept it."

While talking, he stomped his feet vigorously, like a complaint against fate.

Aunt Wu hugged her and cried with her.

The two cried for a while, thinking that Qiao Zhanbei was still waiting for food, Ye Mian tried his best to control his emotions and forced himself to calm down.

There was a big blister on the back of her hand. After Aunt Wu poked it with a needle, she applied scald medicine and bandaged her up.

"Young madam, let me cook for the young master."

"Auntie, I've calmed down. I want to cook for him myself. I remember that he used to love your fried noodles. You can teach me."

As Ye Mian talked, her throat was blocked again.

In a short time, she will have no chance to cook for him.

She held back her grief and tried her best to focus her thoughts on the present moment. Following Aunt Wu's instructions, she fried sauce, boiled noodles, blanched vegetables, and mixed noodles.

Ye Mian came over with a tray, Qiao Zhanbei saw the gauze wrapped in her right hand at a glance, his heart stopped, and he asked nervously, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"When frying the sauce, I accidentally splashed oil and scalded some small water bubbles, which are a bit bigger than soybeans." She glanced at her hands, smiled, and said calmly.

Small blisters, need to be wrapped with gauze?

Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, obviously from crying again.

Qiao Zhanbei restrained his emotions and didn't want to look at her injuries. He asked in a very happy tone, "Zhajiang noodles?"

"Well, I asked Aunt Wu to teach me how to make it. You can try it." Ye Mian's mood brightened when he saw that he wanted to eat it very much.

Neither of the two wanted to make the other more sad.