The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

Zhou Shuang did not agree immediately, but decided to do a market survey.

Mu Qingge originally planned to do market research after discussing with her, but he didn't refuse.

During the market research, Zhou Shuang and Mu Qingge couldn't relax either.

Because Mo Jingchen was the first to release the new product, and now they are worried about other people, Zhou Shuang and Mu Qingge had no choice but to choose the topic again, and then start drawing the design draft.

After the discussion between the two, they finally selected a new theme - "Flower Dynasty".

The Huachao Festival is an ancient traditional festival with the theme of Baihua's birthday. Compared with the four seasons, it will be more difficult to grasp the combination of modernity and tradition, and it will test the design skills of the two of them.

So much so that the two of them often stay in the company very late these days.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhou Shuang turned off the lights in the office, and when she came out, she saw that the lights in Mu Qingge's office were still on.

Hearing Zhou Shuang's voice, Mu Qingge raised his head: "It just so happened that inspiration came, so you leave first and don't worry about me."

"It's so late, you're alone..." Zhou Shuang seemed to remember something again, "President Gu seems to be on a business trip, so he can't come to pick you up."

Mu Qingge waved his hand indifferently: "The community is nearby, you can walk there, there are street lights along the way, it's not too remote, but you, hurry back and drive carefully."

Zhou Shuang looked at her hesitantly, and saw that she was seriously starting to draw a design draft, so she didn't bother her any more.

He tiptoedly closed the door of Mu Qingge's office.

By the time Mu Qingge raised his head again, the hour hand had already pointed to eleven o'clock.

Mu Qingge looked at the eyeliner draft with satisfaction, then locked the office door, turned and left.

When I walked out of the building, there were very few people nearby, only the security booth was still lit, and only a few lights were lit in the whole building.

Before Mu Qingge could go far, he saw a black figure huddled in a corner.

She frowned, hesitating whether she should step forward or not.

But Mu Qingge couldn't sit idly by seeing that black shadow in great pain. Remembering that the security booth was still on, he turned around and ran towards the security booth in a hurry.

When he brought the security guard over, Mu Qingge saw clearly the figure lying in the corner by the light of the security guard's flashlight.

"Huo Min?!"

Mu Qingge exclaimed, and walked over quickly.

Huo Min seemed to be having an asthma attack again and couldn't breathe, but there was no medicine by his side.

"Where's your medicine?!"

Mu Qingge rummaged through his pockets for a long time, but couldn't find his asthma medicine.

The security guard hurriedly dialed 120 and an ambulance was called.

Huo Min heard her calling, but couldn't respond to her no matter what. The feeling of suffocation made his face flush red, as if someone was tightly choking his neck.

Mu Qingge knew that he might suffocate to death due to an asthma attack, so he called Huo Min's name while looking at the ambulance.

Soon, the ambulance arrived at the door of the building with its lights flashing.

Until the doctor carried Huo Min onto the stretcher, Mu Qingge's hanging heart finally returned to its original position.

"Is he going to be okay?!"

With tight lips, the doctor put Huo Min on a ventilator: "The situation is not very good."

Hearing the doctor say that the situation is not very good, Mu Qingge's heart once again sank to the bottom of the cold lake.

Mu Qingge was afraid of disturbing the doctor's treatment, so he could only hold his hands tightly and sit in the car with fear.

Mu Qingge didn't remember to check the time until Huo Min was sent to the hospital.

It was almost twelve o'clock.

Mu Qingge was secretly glad that Gu Xiuye ​​was on a business trip tonight, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain that she hasn't returned home yet.

The lights in the hospital were dim, and Mu Qingge anxiously paced back and forth at the door of the emergency room.

From time to time, he stopped at the door of the emergency room and tiptoed to look inside, wanting to see how Huo Min was doing.

Just as she was feeling drowsy, the door of the emergency room opened suddenly.

"Doctor! What's going on?!"

She rushed forward and grabbed the doctor's arm.

The doctor was taken aback by her sudden movement: "The patient is fine, but he still needs to be hospitalized for a week of observation. Are you the patient's family?"

"no……"

"But I can help him with the hospitalization procedures!"

The doctor frowned, but it was so late now, and there was only one friend by his side, so it was obvious that his family members might not be able to come over, so he nodded.

A nurse was called and asked her to take Mu Qingge to go through the hospitalization procedures.

After Mu Qingge went through the hospitalization procedures with the nurse, she returned to Huo Min's ward.

She was afraid that Huo Min would not be used to living in an ordinary ward, so she specially asked the doctor to put him in a single ward.

"Huo Min?" Mu Qingge pushed the door open and walked in, calling out tentatively.

But the ward was unusually quiet, except for Huo Min's breathing, there was no other sound.

Mu Qingge looked at the time anxiously, it was past twelve o'clock, and she couldn't hurry back now.

Moreover, didn't Gu Xiuye ​​say that Huo Min is from the Huo family in Haicheng, and if he fights alone in Yancheng, no family members will come to accompany him, so she can only accompany him on the sidelines.

Seeing that Huo Min showed no signs of waking up, Mu Qingge could only sleep on the single bed.

The next morning.

Huo Min opened his eyes, and what he saw was the snow-white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant in his nose.

"you're awake?"

Mu Qingge pushed open the door, and a smell of meat porridge entered Huo Min's nose, and his stomach suddenly grumbled.

"Have you been taking care of me?" Huo Min couldn't remember what happened after he fainted yesterday.

She put the porridge on the table and picked up the bag: "I'm leaving first, you can find someone to take care of you, the doctor said you will stay in the hospital for a week."

"I...no one can take care of me..."

Huo Min lowered his eyes in disappointment, holding the spoon pitifully.

Mu Qingge licked her dry lips, she was almost powerless to resist this kind of weakness.

"Then I...bring you food every afternoon?"

"Good! Thank you!"

Huo Min's complexion turned from cloudy to clear in an instant, and he nodded very readily in agreement.

Mu Qingge always felt a little strange and frowned, but he couldn't refuse him, so he could only leave the ward with doubts.

When Mu Qingge left the ward, Huo Min's pitiful expression slowly faded away, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smelled the aroma of meat porridge on the table, his face was full of satisfaction.

"I'll pick you up today."

Gu Xiuye's news popped in suddenly, causing Mu Qing to tremble in fright, and almost lost his grip.

She even forgot that Gu Xiuye ​​went home from a business trip today.

But she is coming to the hospital to take care of Huo Min...