Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Chapter 682 My childhood is sick and delicate (71)

Qi Chen slept until noon the next day and still didn't wake up.

Fang Yuan is still unconscious, and the public opinion on the Internet has reached a new level.

Luo Miao received the news early in the morning that the Qi Corporation was going to hold a board meeting. She contacted the people below to speed up the progress of the acquisition, and asked Chu Yunxiu to go to the court and the police to submit Qi Chen's physical report, which delayed the original plan.

She took over the unfinished work from Qi Chen, and chatted with Jiang Ning about Qi Chen taking medicine out of control yesterday.

Jiang Ning is the psychiatrist that Qi Chen hired for Luo Miao in the early years, and Luo Miao has been treating Qi Chen's psychological disorders through her these years.

Why Indirect Therapy?

Because Qi Chen didn't think he was sick at all, and refused to see a doctor. Mental illness is no better than physical illness, and Luo Miao couldn't force Qi Chen to go. Under Jiang Ning's suggestion, they could only use the excuse of seeing Luo Miao to see each other. With cooperation, Luo Miao provides psychological counseling to Qi Chen.

"The Qi family is indeed a thorn in his heart, but he cares more about you than hatred. He is too afraid of losing you to take a little risk, so he dare not let you out of his sight, nor dare to move forward. "

"He knew that his thoughts were wrong, but he didn't want to change. Deep in his heart, he still wanted to know how you would choose if he was crazy, would he leave as he wanted, so he didn't want to save himself, let himself go into Dead end, let yourself go crazy."

"Miao Miao, heart disease still needs heart medicine, you are his antidote, you have to give him the courage to get out of the dead end."

After chatting for a long time, Luo Miao looked up at the time in the study.

At nine twenty, it's past time for dinner.

Just now Luomu came to urge them once, Luo Miao still had work to do and let them eat first, Luomu should keep food warm for them as usual, and they can eat when they go down.

Luo Miao hung up the phone and went back to the room.

There was no light in the bedroom, and the curtains blocked all light from the outside.

Qi Chen was sitting on the bed, his back was straight, his head was drooping, and his left hand was stroking the cat lying on his lap.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his head mechanically, his stiff face was like a corpse in a morgue.

The cold eyes sent chills down the spine.

"Are you sleepy?" Luo Miao didn't turn on the light, she went to the bed and raised her hand to tidy up his messy bangs, she glanced at Tian Xiaodao on her thigh, and knew that he must not have woken up yet.

Qi Chen usually dislikes Tian Xiaodao, not to mention going to bed, he doesn't even let him enter the room at night.

Gentle fingertips touched his forehead, and Qi Chen realized after a while that it was his Miao Miao who came, he chuckled lightly, and the coldness in his body gradually melted away.

"Miao Miao, good evening." Qi Chen threw the cat away, because of the effect of the medicine, he was very sleepy, his voice was hoarse and lazy.

He looked confused, more obedient than Tian Xiaodao.

"Good evening." Luo Miao sat on the bed, couldn't help but raised her hand and ravaged his face forcefully.

Did this guy secretly use some chemical substances during his plastic surgery? This thick skin is actually smoother than hers.

Qi Chen asked her to rub her twice, squinted his eyes and rolled over her waist, pressing the troubled little girl on the bed.

He touched the girl's neck, and rubbed his head nostalgicly, the itchy touch made Luo Miao go too far.

Realizing that he was going to sleep again, Luo Miao grabbed his hair and shook him awake: "You have slept for a whole day, it's time to eat."

"Hmm... sleepy."

After speaking, someone's stomach growled.

"Miaomiao didn't eat?" Qi Chen frowned slightly sleepily.

"Too much work, forget it."

If you have money, you also have the troubles of being rich. In the past, Luo Miao ate 1800 every day for a month, but now he always misses meals because of work.

"I'm going to wash up, let's go down together."

Qi Chen turned over quickly and got out of bed, and quickly went to the bathroom to wash up.

Luo Miao stared in the direction of the bathroom and frowned.

Apart from being a little sleepy, Qi Chen behaved as usual, and didn't even mention what happened last night.

After eating, Qi Chen washed the dishes by the way.

Luo Miao was beside him helping him put the washed and dried dishes into the disinfection cupboard. She tried not to irritate Qi Chen, and pretended to be casual and said, "Why don't you talk to Jiang Ning?"

Qi Chen's heart tightened suddenly: "Miao Miao wants to find Jiang Ning?"

"Ah."

He immediately threw off the rag in his hand, pinched Luo Miao's cheek and looked at him with a nervous face: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Qi Chen didn't mind that she was sick, but the doctor said that the disease would affect life expectancy, and it would be even more difficult to recover if it recurred.

Looking at his expression, Luo Miao knew that he had misunderstood, this guy really didn't have any self-knowledge.

The little goddess sighed: "I'm fine, but I think you should talk to Jiang Ning."

Professionals do professional things, Qi Chen needs a psychologist.

To put it so bluntly, Luo Miao almost stuck the words "You are sick" on his face, Qi Chen is not deaf, how could he not understand.

The air suddenly became quiet.

After a while, he suddenly smiled.

Such a sunny smile.

"Why are you so cute?"

Luo Miao felt the ridicule, the kind of ridicule that is said to be sick by the mentally ill.

The expression of the little goddess was very subtle, and she seemed to hear the man sighed lightly in a trance, and then Qi Chen's lips gently pressed down on the corners of her lips.

"I scared you yesterday, didn't you?" Qi Chen pulled her into a warm embrace, his voice was soft as if he was comforting a wounded child, "Don't be afraid, I'm not sick after taking medicine, it's just that I can't sleep."

"I'm fine. If you're afraid, can I stop eating in the future?"