Run away! The domineering president's strong love

"Mr. Gu, the patient is weak and has been outside in the cold wind for so long, which caused the high fever." The doctor put away the stethoscope after the examination.

Gu Huaijin looked at the person on the bed with concern. Seeing that she looked weak and pale, he asked:

"How is it now?"

"She has a high fever that won't go away. Give her an IV first." The nurse was preparing to hang up the IV. The doctor looked at Gu Huaijin's gloomy face and instructed:

"Boss Gu, the young mistress is in poor health. She needs to take good care of herself in the future."

Wang Ma came in and saw Gu Huaijin was still wearing wet clothes, so she advised:

"Master, go change your clothes first. We will take care of the young mistress."

Hearing this, Gu Huaijin looked at herself. Just now, in order to warm up her body, he held her in the bathtub for a long time. After changing her clothes, the doctor came. Gu Huaijin smiled. Just now, when he saw her fainted, he was extremely anxious. He really didn't know whether he was suffering from her or himself.

After changing clothes, she came out and saw the nurse preparing to give her an infusion. The person on the bed twisted a few times uneasily.

"Let me do it." Gu Huaijin sat on the bed, hugged her tightly, and handed her hand to the nurse to operate.

After the nurse finished the operation, Gu Huaijin tucked her hands into the quilt, lay on the bed, held her in his arms, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, as if sighing.

"Wife, what should I do with you?"

The next day, Jin Mingzhu woke up and found herself back in the bedroom. She was lying in Gu Huaijin's arms, with a pair of big hands tightly holding her.

Jin Mingzhu angrily pushed Gu Huaijin away. If it weren't for him, how could she have been outside in the cold wind for so long.

Gu Huaijin was sleepy. He didn't fall asleep until Jin Mingzhu's fever subsided last night.

"Wife, you're awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jin Mingzhu was so angry that she almost died. How could Gu Huaijin pretend that nothing had happened?

He gathered his strength, raised his hand and slapped Gu Huaijin hard, and said angrily:

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be out here in the cold."

"What? Are you going to throw me out?" Jin Mingzhu looked at Gu Huaijin and said sarcastically.

Gu Huaijin was stunned, then quickly stepped forward to hug her and coaxed her:

"How can I bear to do that? Does your hand hurt?"

Jin Mingzhu felt that he was simply schizophrenic. Yesterday he treated her like an enemy and left her outside in the cold wind all night; today he was sticking to her like a dog-skin plaster.

"Let me go!" She struggled hard in Gu Huaijin's arms.

"No, how can you let go of my wife?" Gu Huaijin stuck to her shamelessly.

"Madam, are you awake?" A sudden voice interrupted the two of them. Jin Mingzhu took advantage of Gu Huaijin's daze and broke free from him.

"Madam, you don't know, but the master was so worried when he saw you fainted last night. He gave you a bath and kept wiping your body. Your fever didn't go down until the doctor came and gave you an IV. The master took care of you the whole night." Aunt Wang listed all the good things about Gu Huaijin as if she was taking credit for him.

Jin Mingzhu didn't buy it at all and reminded him:

"Auntie Wang, you forgot to tell me one thing. If it weren't for your young master, I wouldn't have gotten a high fever from being outside in the cold wind."

"This..." Wang Ma was choked for a moment.

Jin Mingzhu looked at Gu Huaijin coldly, not hiding her inner contempt.

"Boss Gu, if I were you, I would be so cruel as to let me freeze to death outside. Then announce to the public that Mrs. Gu died of a sudden illness."

Gu Huaijin was slightly angry, and his eyes were filled with cold hostility. Jin Mingzhu glanced at him and continued.

"Instead of throwing the person away halfway, not being able to bear it, and then picking him up again."

Gu Huaijin stepped forward and grabbed her neck, pressing her down on the bed. Jin Mingzhu struggled a few times, and he used some force on his hands.

The voice was deep, hammering at her:

"Jin Mingzhu, don't take advantage of the fact that I like you and do whatever you want. I don't like women who think they are smart."

Then he said in a deep voice: "I have asked someone at the magazine to ask for your leave. You should stay at home for the next few days and recover from your illness first."

Jin Mingzhu was anxious. She had just returned to work and asked for leave again. She scolded, "Gu Huaijin, leave me alone! I'm going!"

As she was talking, Jin Mingzhu lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed. She felt a little dizzy, so Gu Huaijin pulled her back to bed and threatened her, "If you dare to go, I will help you resign."

Gu Huaijin looked at her and ordered Wang Ma: "Young Madam is not allowed to step out of the house for the next few days!"

Jin Mingzhu frowned, her face flushed, and she cursed, "You lunatic!"

Gu Huaijin picked her up and covered her with a quilt. His voice was magnetic and gave off an illusion of tenderness.

"Be good and have a good sleep, Mrs. Gu."

Jin Mingzhu felt groggy and her forehead was still hot when she touched it. Never mind, just have a good rest. She pulled up the quilt and turned to the other side.

Gu Huaijin wanted to touch her hair to comfort her, but when he saw her resistance, he put his hand down.

"Sleep well, I'll come back to see you in the evening."

After Jin Mingzhu had a good sleep, her headache was no longer as painful. The maid made her some seafood porridge, and after eating it, Jin Mingzhu regained some strength.

I called Lu Liang and asked him to work from home for a few days, and Lu Liang agreed immediately.

In the morning, Lu Liang received a call from the company leader informing him that Jin Mingzhu had asked for a few days off. The person above also reminded him that the person behind Jin Mingzhu had a strong background and should make things easier for her at work. He should not offend Jin Mingzhu. Lu Liang hung up the phone, wondering how such a great god could come to his small temple. Fortunately, Jin Mingzhu had a good personality and was always diligent at work.

Jin Mingzhu and Liu Jia were discussing work. Liu Jia told Jin Mingzhu that she had an interview appointment with a vice president of Sino-Ocean Group tomorrow. Jin Mingzhu gave some key points of the interview and asked Liu Jia to organize them and send them to her.

After finishing two interviews, Jin Mingzhu felt dizzy and went downstairs to sit on the swing in the back garden, swinging casually. Next to her was a large frangipani tree, blooming wantonly and ostentatiously, with a refreshing fragrance. A gust of wind blew, and some frangipani fell. Jin Mingzhu picked up the fallen flowers and put them to the tip of her nose to smell them, with a light and fresh smell.

This was the scene Gu Huaijin saw when he came home from get off work, a scene he had imagined countless times in his dreams. He handed the bag to the maid and went straight to the back garden.

Jin Mingzhu was lowering her head to smell the scent of the frangipani when she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders. She turned her head and almost touched Gu Huaijin. She wanted to step back, but he pinched her neck and pushed her forward, kissing Gu Huaijin's lips.

He was not satisfied with the light kiss, so he pressed her deeper, wanting to take more.

Gu Huaijin was breathing rapidly, and his warm breath was on Jin Mingzhu's face. Faced with such a passionate kiss, she felt a little dazed.

The frangipani in his hand fell, Jin Mingzhu came back to his senses, pushed him away, and said sternly:

"What are you doing!"

Gu Huaijin stroked her face, leaned over and kissed the cinnabar mole under her collarbone, his voice low and inexplicably seductive:

"I am loving my wife."

Jin Mingzhu slapped his hand away, glared at him, and turned around angrily.

Gu Huaijin walked around and sat down beside her. Despite her resistance, he put his arms around her, held her hand tightly, rubbed it a few times, and lowered his voice:

"Why are you here alone? Are you feeling better?"

"Not dead yet." Jin Mingzhu said unhappily.

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Huaijin lowered his head and pressed against her, coaxing:

"Can I take you out to play in a couple of days?"

Jin Mingzhu said quietly: "I just want to go back to work."

"Then you have to take good care of your health before you go."

"Really?" A gleam of light flashed in Jin Mingzhu's eyes.

"It depends on your performance." Gu Huaijin said something ambiguous. Jin Mingzhu hated the way he always left room for others and patted him on the shoulder.

Gu Huaijin picked her up and held her sideways, feeling very happy:

"It's cold outside, let's go back first."