Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Extra: My Miss (One Hundred)

Qin Heng parked his car in the underground garage of Haoting Yipin, got out and slammed the door, trotted into the elevator, and quickly pressed the button for the 22nd floor.

He pressed the password skillfully, and when he opened the door and went in, Ji Qing was lying on the sofa.

She usually cared so much about changing into home clothes before sitting on the sofa when she got home, but at this moment, she didn't even change her clothes and curled up on the sofa.

"Qingqing!" Qin Heng didn't even bother to change his shoes. He ran over and hugged Ji Qing in his arms.

He touched Ji Qing's face, his fingers were wet.

It's a cold sweat.

Qin Heng felt so distressed that he picked her up and carried her into the room. Just as he was about to put her on the big bed, Ji Qing grabbed his collar, took a breath, and whispered, "Don't lie down until you change your clothes."

Qin Heng: "..."

It's already this late and I'm still afraid of dirtying the bed.

He turned around, carried the person into the cloakroom, and took out a clean nightgown.

He sat on a leather stool, held Ji Qing on his lap, undressed her, and finally put her nightgown on her before carrying her back to the room.

When he laid Ji Qing on the bed, she hooked her arms around his neck and refused to lie down, "I haven't taken off my makeup yet."

Qin Heng had a pretty good temper, but at this moment he couldn't help but curse his ancestors in his heart, but he obediently carried her into the bathroom, took off his coat and put it on the edge of the sink, letting her sit down.

He and Ji Qing started doing it as soon as they came back. She was so tired that she fell asleep several times, and he was the one who removed her makeup.

I couldn't remove it completely at first, but now I can do it with ease.

Ji Qing leaned against the wall, watching him pour makeup remover water onto the cotton pad, and smiled softly, her pale lips moving slightly, "Why don't you take this opportunity to ask for a status?"

Qin Heng didn't say anything. He took the cotton pad and wiped her face gently. "It's not a gentleman's behavior to take advantage of someone's misfortune."

"You are embarrassed to say it, but I am embarrassed to listen."

Qin Heng looked at her face, and his mind couldn't help but recall the conversation with Dr. Cheng in the hotel, and his heart was stabbed.

After removing her makeup, he carried her to the bed and placed her there, his warm palms touching her belly through her nightgown. "Does it hurt now?"

Ji Qing pressed his hand, "It won't hurt if you put your hand here."

Qin Heng really didn't move. His body temperature was high and his palms were warm and dry, which helped relieve dysmenorrhea when placed against the lower abdomen.

Even through her nightgown, he could feel the coldness of her lower abdomen.

His left hand wasn't as warm anymore, so he switched to his right hand.

He bent down and kissed her forehead. "I have asked someone to boil the medicine. You will start taking it tomorrow. The pain will go away after you drink it."

Ji Qing raised her eyes and glanced at him, "Comforting a child?"

"Coax the ancestors." Qin Heng sighed and hugged Ji Qing tightly in his arms.

After a while, Ji Qing, who was too tired, fell asleep in his arms.

Looking at her sleeping face, Qin Heng's hand stroked her cheek.

Which bastard made you have a miscarriage?

……

The next day, Qin Heng said that Ji Qing was not allowed to go to the company and started working from home.

Ji Qing couldn't persuade him, so she told Ouyang Fan to arrange the important meeting online and send the rest of the materials to Haoting Yipin.

Ouyang Fan was stunned. President Ji always came to work on time every day and would insist on going to work even if he was not feeling well. What happened?

When he delivered the documents to Haoting Yipin, the person who opened the door was Qin Heng, "Your President Ji is not feeling well, sorry to bother you."

Ouyang Fan understood that he was not feeling well.

"It has to be you, Doctor Qin. Ms. Ji was not feeling well before, and no matter how we persuaded her to rest, it was useless."

Qin Heng smiled helplessly and pointed in the direction of the restaurant. "You haven't eaten yet so early? I made some more porridge. Eat some before going back to the company."

"Is this too much of a bother?" Ouyang Fan asked embarrassedly.

"Don't disturb me, Qingqing is resting in the room."

Ouyang Fan's heart tightened.

Sunny.

He didn't even dare to hear this name.

He nodded and followed in.

Qin Heng said, "I'm sorry, we don't have men's slippers at home, you can just come in wearing your shoes."

"No, no, take off your shoes to cool down." Ouyang Fan quickly took off his shoes.

He glanced at the large slippers on Qin Heng's feet.

Little did people know that these slippers were brought by Qin Heng himself on the second day after he tried to become Ji Qing's male favorite. He also specifically asked Sui Xing to buy a pair for him and Ji Qing.

Qin Heng served him a bowl of shredded chicken porridge, some side dishes and fried cakes.

As if he was just chatting casually, he asked Ouyang Fan, "Are you busy with work?"

"It's OK, but you also know how hard Mr. Ji works. It's impossible for him to be idle."

Qin Heng smiled, "You are still so young, you don't have time to fall in love, right?"

Ouyang Fan's face flushed. "I haven't thought about dating so early, but Doctor Qin, I really didn't expect you to be able to pursue President Ji. I thought President Ji was the kind of strong woman who wouldn't date or get married."

Qin Heng felt bitter because he was just a male concubine.

There's no question of catching up with her.

He picked up Ouyang Fan's bowl and added a bowl of porridge. "Why do you think so?"

Ouyang Fan took the bowl and placed it in front of himself. "I heard from the ladies in the secretary's office that President Ji has not had a man around her for so many years. I am the closest to her."

Qin Heng's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he smiled gently, "Let's stop gossiping and eat. Is it enough? If not, there's more."

"Enough, enough." Ouyang Fan took a piece of fried cake and took a bite.

He suddenly froze.

“How come this tastes exactly like what I had in Sydney?”

Qin Heng gave him a look that showed he understood.

After Ouyang Fan left, Qin Heng pushed open the door and took in the documents that Ouyang Fan had sent.

Ji Qing saw it and was about to get out of bed, "I'll go to the study and take care of it."

Qin Heng walked over to stop her, "Don't you have a stomachache? Lie down, I'll help you deal with it."

"How can you help?"

Qin Heng lifted the quilt and sat beside her, "I'll help you read."

Ji Qing turned around and smiled. It was a good thing that he could think of this.

Just when Qin Heng held Ji Qing in his arms, the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Caller ID: Zhou Zhou