The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

Seeing several massage therapists walking into the ward, Chen Yuye's eyes trembled, "Let's wait until she wakes up first!"

She didn't want her to be woken up by the pain while she was sleeping, as it would be unbearable for him to see.

"He is in a coma now. Remove the blood stasis as soon as possible to avoid secondary blockage for the patient."

The doctor explained it to him in detail and he could see that Chen Yuye was very nervous about Meng Zimo.

The doctor stayed here because he was afraid that he would be so distressed that he would become irrational, so as to prevent him from interfering with the patient's treatment.

Chen Yuye glanced at the person on the hospital bed and nodded. He walked to Meng Zimo's side and turned Meng Zimo over with the massage therapist.

Let her lie on the pillow and ask Chen Yuye to help her take off her clothes.

When Chen Yuye saw the injury, his eyes flickered and he felt regretful.

The doctor also turned and left, leaving the rest to the technicians.

Chen Yuye had been squatting beside her holding her hand, and a middle-aged masseur was sitting astride Meng Zimo's body.

"Be gentle, she can't take it." Chen Yuye looked at the masseuse's figure and knew that Meng Zimo would not be able to bear sitting on her crotch for a long time.

"The boy really cares about his girlfriend!" the two massage doctors joked sweetly.

Chen Yuye didn't even raise his head and kept looking at the unconscious Meng Zimo, "She is my fiancée."

She is my wife and always will be.

The masseuse nodded tactfully and poured lubricating oil on her smooth and white back. She began to press and the first touch made Meng Zimo frown subconsciously.

With every subsequent pressure, beads of sweat oozed out of Meng Zimo's forehead, and "Ah..." tears fell.

Meng Zimo's screams continued to be heard in the ward, becoming weaker each time. "Ah! It hurts, wuwuwu..." Her weak sobs were mixed with her screams.

"ah……."

Meng Zimo felt like she was going to die.

"Hold on a little longer, Mo'er." Meng Zimo's voice almost broke Chen Yuye's heart. He stayed by her side to comfort her and touched her hand to give her strength.

Meng Zimo's consciousness was like a candle, constantly flickering, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.

Each time the painful pressure was applied, Meng Zimo would gasp for air, and blue veins could be seen on her slender neck as she endured the pain.

Chen Yuye, what are you doing? Meng Zimo opened her eyes and saw Chen Yuye holding her hand. Before she could say anything, he rubbed her back again and again, almost peeling off the skin on her back.

Looking at her crying and in great pain, Chen Yuye swore secretly in his heart.

I will make them pay back a hundredfold or a thousandfold for the pain you endured today.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." Meng Zimo wanted to turn over in pain, but the masseur on top of her head pressed her down, while the one behind her was still pressing and kneading her.

Her snow-white skin had been rubbed into a bright red color, with patches of red spots blooming on her back.

After a full hour and a half of pressing, the bruise had turned from dark blue to blue-red.

Meng Zimo fell asleep, with beads of sweat constantly appearing on her forehead. Chen Yuye wiped them for her several times, "It's okay, Mo'er, Mo'er." The handkerchief in his hand became heavy.

After the masseur left, the doctor came over, looked at Meng Zimo on the bed and reminded her, "Always pay attention to whether the patient's temperature is rising. If so, call me."

Chen Yuye’s eyes never left Meng Zimo. He just wanted her to get better soon.

"Ah."

The doctor left after giving his instructions.

Meng Zimo just felt like she was communicating with the god of death just now.

The force of that blow was about to break her back.

After the massage, she only felt the blood in the blood vessels on her back flowing freely.

Chen Yuye asked Xu Zhi to buy some light noodles, as eating them at this time would be considered a midnight snack.

He sat quietly beside the bed, holding her slender hand and looking at her.

Meng Zimo felt a burning pain on her back. She opened her eyelids weakly. Her stomach had already growled. The screaming in pain just now had taken a lot of her energy.

"Wake up and eat something!" he asked softly.

After saying that, he touched her forehead and found no sign of heat.

"Well, I'm hungry."

Meng Zimo leaned against the bed with the support of Chen Yuye. After the massage on her back, the pain was gone and she gradually felt more energetic.

Chen Yuye placed the noodles in front of her and said, "Eat more. You look so thin. It feels so light even when I hold you."

Meng Zimo pouted and said coquettishly, "You're talking about me again." Seeing that she still had the energy to be angry, Chen Yuye finally put his heart at ease.

When he first met Meng Zimo, she was in the best physical condition. She looked thin when she was dressed and had voluptuous body when she was undressed.

She has been losing weight since her father was hospitalized, not to mention going abroad. At first, she said she was having trouble acclimatizing to the climate there and couldn't get used to the food there, so Chen Yuye sent an aunt over and doubled her salary.

He never concealed his love for her.

They are all presentable.

This stinky man only knows how to criticize me, huh!

But he also has charming moments.

Meng Zimo was looking at Chen Yuye while eating noodles. The two of them spent the whole night in the hospital quarreling.

I had planned to give a lecture today, but the doctor doesn’t start work until the afternoon, so I have to wait until the doctor starts work to complete the discharge procedures.

Seeing that she was anxious to go to work, Chen Yuye held her hand and said gently, "Don't worry, go tomorrow."

Meng Zimo sighed and put down her phone.

Looks like I have to break my promise!

I missed two days of classes, I'm going to be emo.

I want to go to work! Today is the day I feel most eager to go.

This stinky man has been staring at me, so I can't even sneak away.

"Don't you know the dean?" Meng Zimo heard the nurse say that Chen Yuye was very nervous yesterday, and the dean stayed with him for a long time.

This relationship is not necessarily that bad.

And he is still waiting here quietly for the yard to come. Isn't it just a matter of a phone call to give him some instructions?

It also delayed her classes today.

Chen Yuye rolled his dark eyes and looked at her thoughtfully, his eyes wandering, "I'm busy and finally got a rest, so I don't want to disturb you."

He also looked very embarrassed.

He tilted his head and changed the subject, "Does your back still hurt? Let me take a look." He hadn't checked her injury today.

This reason made Chen Yuye himself feel much more perfect.

Meng Zimo slapped his hand away and said unhappily, "It hurts, don't touch it." Her expression immediately fell.

He didn't even raise his head.

The stinky man deliberately prevented her from going to school.

Chen Yuye put down his hand and coughed twice, "It still hurts! Then you can't be discharged from the hospital so soon, stay for two more days! Leave after you recover." He said in a long tone, looking at Meng Zimo with a frivolous smile on his eyebrows.

Like a cunning fox, asking if this is the truth.

Of course not.

"Oh! That's not what I meant." Chen Yuye always picked on her speaking flaws to make trouble.

He clearly knew what the other person meant, but he just wanted to tease her on purpose.

Hearing Meng Zimo's coquettish tone, Chen Yuye smiled triumphantly.