Wife Express: Abducting the CEO's Heart by Mistake

Mu Qingge followed Yan Yuan just before leaving.

Hou Sanjian hurriedly opened the door and came out, with a flustered expression on his face, his cell phone close to his ear, his expression solemn, bowing his body and lowering his head, he said respectfully, "Boss, Jin Gongzi Yezi is having fun, and now he is in a coma."

"Jinji?" Yan Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured in a low voice.

Mu Qingge's ears were sharp, she looked up at Yan Yuan, and saw a flash in Yan Yuan's eyes, it seemed that he knew this Young Master Jin.

Mu Qingge didn't know how the other party answered the phone, but Hou Sanjian's body bent even deeper, his brows gradually tightened, "I've already called an ambulance, the situation is not very good, and the ambulance may not come."

Hou Sanjian listened to the reprimand on the phone in fear, and his voice trembled when he spoke again, "The things don't belong to the small treasury, they were brought here by Mr. Jin privately."

When Hou Sanjian heard the arrangement on the phone, his heart skipped a beat, and he said hesitantly, "If you don't send him to the hospital, Mr. Jin might..."

Not knowing what to say on the other end of the phone, Hou Sanjian nodded in trepidation, "I see! I will arrange everything."

As soon as Hou Sanjian looked up, he saw Yan Yuan and Mu Qingge still standing at the door. He panicked. He didn't know how much information they had heard, so he blurted out, "Short words? You haven't left yet?" Hou Sanjian was nervous after speaking. He covered the phone port.

But the man's order on the phone made him a little startled and embarrassed. He looked up at Yan Yuan and said with a smile, "Young Master Yan, our boss heard that you were here and wanted to say hello to you."

Hou Sanjian reached out and handed the phone to Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan reached out to take the phone, and said coldly, "Say it!"

Mu Qingge looked at Yan Yuan's aloof attitude in surprise, she couldn't hear what the other party said, it seemed that a voice changer was used on the phone, and the voice sounded strangely processed.

"Give me a favor? Ouyang isn't by my side today, so I'm looking forward to a good show." Yan Yuan sneered.

Yan Yuan hung up the phone with an embarrassed expression on his face.He glanced at Hou Sanjian expressionlessly, "You really know how to handle things! Manager Hou."

"Yan Shao, this..." Hou Sanjian laughed along, nodded and bent over, "Yan Shao, I'll arrange a room for you first."

Mu Qingge didn't know what the boss of the small treasury had said to Yan Yuan, but judging from Yan Yuan's expression, it should be related to the people in the box.

"I used to be a doctor. Is there anything I can do to help?" Mu Qingge asked, and she felt a little regretful after asking.

Can pass out, if sent to the hospital, will be reported directly to the police station.Obviously, the people in the box cannot appear in the police station.

Mu Qingge didn't understand why she wanted to help impulsively just now.

Hou San was taken aback when he heard it, and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. "How may I call you?"

"You call me Xiao Mu, I used to be a doctor in the First Hospital." Now that things are up, Mu Qingge can only bite the bullet.

Hou Sanjian raised his head and glanced at Yan Yuan. This expressionless man was full of arrogance and loneliness. He didn't dare to underestimate him. As for the background forces behind Yan Yuan, probably only the boss he contacted just now knew.

"Are you sure?" Yan Yuan asked.

"Not sure, go in and check the situation first." Mu Qingge said truthfully.

"Well. Just take a look, the result doesn't matter." Yan Yuan said indifferently.

Hou Sanjian was stunned for a moment, "Young Master Yan, Miss Mu, please come inside." He immediately opened the door and let Mu Qingge and Yan Yuan in.

All the lights in the box have been turned on, and the situation in the room can be seen clearly.

The box is very big, but there are only two people, Jiaojiao and the man lying on the sofa.

The man had purple hair, a tall figure, his eyes were closed, his clothes were disheveled, and he was lying motionless on the sofa.

As Mu Qingge approached, a strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils.She stretched out her hand and opened the man's eyes. The man was in a coma, with needle-like pupils dilated and conjunctival hyperemia.It was already hard to focus.

The man's complexion was pale, cyanotic, respiratory depression, shortness of breath, pulmonary edema reaction, black and dry lips, as if there was a feeling of suffocation at any time.

The situation is very bad, in front of the sofa, on the rectangular table, there are some leaves and flowers, and there is a hookah with white crystals left in the ceramic bowl of the hookah, a lot of bottomless empty wine bottles on the table, and a Shards of broken wine bottles on the ground.

"What's in here?" Mu Qingge pointed to the white crystals in the small ceramic bowl and looked at Hou Sanjian.

Hou Sanjian glanced at it, and was also a little confused, "This is not hookah." Then he turned around and looked at the woman who had been by Mr. Jin's side, "Jiaojiao, besides marijuana, what else did Mr. Jin smoke?"

"Brother Hou, then, that's a curling pot. Inside are new things after processing, and the main ingredients are those things." The public relations girl dodged her eyes and said, pointing to the white crystals in the ceramic bowl.

"Nonsense! Didn't you already say that you are not allowed to touch this kind of thing, how could it appear?" Hou Jiansan roared.

"Brother Hou, Mr. Jin brought the things in by himself. He didn't dare to publicize it. He only called me tonight. His expression changed when he smoked just now, and he became irritable. He insisted on letting me smoke with him. I don't want to." Agree, and he scratched my face." Jiaojiao burst into tears, aggrieved, thinking that she was disfigured, and worried about Jin Ji's life.

Mu Qingge frowned, she had heard of "ice skating", and she drank such a drink, it's no wonder that nothing happened, this purple-haired man is going to die.

Suddenly, the man coughed violently, coughing up a large amount of white and red bloody foamy phlegm in his mouth, grabbed his neck with both hands and struggled, and pulled off the loose shirt on his body, his eyes were wide open, congested and bursting, blood vessels Tight and puffy.

Mu Qingge was taken aback by the man's sudden action.He quickly took a step back, just touching the rectangular coffee table.

Yan Shao's expression tightened, and he grabbed Mu Qingge's arm, pulling her out from the side.

"Are you okay?" Yan Yuan asked with concern, holding Mu Qingge's arm.

"I'm fine." Mu Qingge shook her head, fixed her eyes on the man on the sofa, shook the back of Yan Yuan's hand, and said, "He has emphysema, he may be suffocating."

As soon as the words fell, the man on the sofa vomited out from one side of his body lying on the sofa. What he vomited out was rancid icteric water with blood in it.

Throwing and vomiting, the body was unstable, and the body leaned over, and fell directly to the ground in the next second.The back was facing down, and the whole person was motionless, as if he had died suddenly.

Mu Qingge's expression froze, and she immediately ran over and squatted down, regardless of the filth on the ground, she turned over Mr. Jin vigorously, and saw that his face and lips were cyanotic, and his breathing was barely visible, "Please help me to remove the rectangular glass square table."

Hou San saw that his eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, so he directly pulled hard, and the long table was pulled far away.

"The door is closed and the air conditioner is on high. Bring some quilts."

"Prepare thick salt water, as much as you want, hurry up!"

"Find some naloxone for injection." Mu Qingge thought for a while, but remembered that only the hospital had this kind of thing, so she said again, "If you don't have it, hurry up and prepare salt water!"

"I'll bring it right away." Hou San saw the reaction, and immediately opened the door and ran out.

Jiaojiao turned the temperature of the air conditioner to the highest, pulled off the plush blanket on the sofa, and sent it to Mu Qingge.

"Thank you." Mu Qingge took the blanket and covered the man's body.

"Yan Shao, you ask Ouyang to send some naloxone, otherwise the matter will be difficult to solve and you will have to be sent to the hospital."

Mu Qingge opened the man's mouth, the vomit in his mouth was not completely spit out, it flowed out from the corner of his mouth, the dirt in his mouth blocked his breathing.

Mu Qingge squeezed the man's mouth tightly, stretched out two fingers, and directly inserted into his mouth, without hesitation, took out the dirt that was blocked in his mouth, stimulated his throat, stimulated the tonsils, and produced the body Reflex, and unconsciously vomited again.

After vomiting completely, Mu Qingge pressed the lower part of Jinji's chest, beat hard, raised his hand to open Jinji's mouth, and lifted his chin slightly. Out of the doctor's professional instinct, he lowered his head and gave him artificial respiration.

"No!" Yan Yuan stretched out his hand to cover Mu Qingge's forehead, forcibly preventing her from giving artificial respiration to other men.

When Yan Yuan found out that Mu Qingge was taking out the vomit, his brows furrowed slightly.He somewhat regretted entering the box, "If you want to give him artificial respiration, I'll strangle him to death!" Yan Yuan's face was terribly dark, and it was so cold that it could condense into ice scum.

"He needs oxygen, he's in shock." Mu Qingge repeatedly pressed on Mr. Jin's chest, frowning.

"I don't care about his life or death." Yan Yuan said concisely and coldly.

"Come here and give him artificial respiration." Yan Yuan raised his head and glanced at the dazed public relations girl, with evil spirits all over his body, he demanded compulsively.

Jiaojiao looked at the filthy, half-dead Young Master Jin, and Yan Yuan's cold, haughty and gloomy face, subconsciously took two steps back, and shook her head violently, "No, no, I..."

"You go find a syringe." Mu Qingge saw the resistance of the public relations girl, and made a sound to relieve the siege.

The little girl came back to her senses, nodded quickly, and ran out in a hurry.

Mu Qingge stood up, broke the hose connected to the hookah bottle, pulled out the filter, and inserted it into Jin Ji's mouth. She blocked the other end of her mouth, exhaled forcefully, and blew it into Ji's mouth .Quickly off the hose, took a breath, and blew in again.

Then he repeatedly pressed Jinji's chest cavity. After about 5 minutes, Jinji's chest cavity finally rose and fell slightly.

"Here we come!" Hou Sanjian rushed in with a big pot of salt water.

Mu Qingge took the kettle and asked him to raise Jinji's head slightly, and supported his head to slowly feed water into his mouth. Although Jinji was unconscious, he swallowed all the water in his mouth slowly. down.

Mu Qingge was worried that he would not be able to keep up with his breathing, so he waited for the water in his mouth to drink before pouring a second sip.

"Drink more, drink slowly." Mu Qingge talked to him while feeding him water, trying to bring the man back to consciousness.

Seeing that the man's swallowing speed slowed down, and the water in his mouth spit out, Mu Qingge poured water even more slowly, but he didn't stop.

The unconscious Jin Ji closed his eyes, swallowed unconsciously, and finally chose to close his mouth tightly, refusing to take another sip.

"If you don't drink, you will die. Drink more." Mu Qingge said, forcefully opening Jin Ji's mouth.Keep pouring in.