The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

Song Yuanzhou was lying on the ground, hearing the rough voices of the bodyguards in the yard approaching.

But his consciousness is getting further and further away from him.

No matter how hard he tried to get himself up, his tired body couldn't exert any strength.

He knew that there was a haystack beside him, as long as he had the strength to stand up now, he would be able to hide behind the haystack in a few seconds.

This can also delay for a while.

However, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his eyes closed involuntarily.

The bodyguards searched the courtyard and the house but did not find Song Yuanzhou, they walked around the fence to check for clues.

They stepped on the broken vat nimbly and jumped, and they saw Song Yuanzhou lying on the edge of the field at a glance.

The big man was sweating profusely, grinning yellow teeth, and shouted excitedly, "Come here, here!"

With his loud shout, the bodyguards who were looking for in other places quickly rushed over,

……

Special Assistant Qian has a workaholic boss. As a special assistant, he also has to become a workaholic, burying himself in work every day, and even having a relationship, he doesn't have much time for dating.

Not to mention exercising.

After a tiring day, when you go home at night, you just want to lie down, exercise or something?nonexistent.

The result of not exercising at ordinary times is——

Jiang Che walked almost three villages in a big circle, non-stop, the wind was blowing under his feet, his face was serious, and his breathing was not disturbed at all.On the other hand, Tezhu Qian was able to keep up at first, but after walking two villages, he was left far behind, and even stopped every few steps to cover his stomach to rest, and then trotted to catch up.

Qian Tezhu was out of breath: "Boss, we...have searched...everything we should be looking for. Could it be...isn't...here?"

Jiang Che hurried on his way while observing the terrain, without turning his head, he said, "It's not wrong, if you fail, just wait for me where you are."

Special Assistant Qian took a deep breath: "Then how... okay? I'll follow..., maybe... I can help."

As early as Jiang Che got out of the car and stood at the entrance of the village, the police officers who were about to arrive at the destination asked Jiang Che and the others to stay where they were and not to enter until they arrived.

But Jiang Che was eager to save people, so it was impossible for him to stay on standby, so the police had no choice but to ask him to turn on the real-time positioning, so that they could track the signal to ensure safety.

At the same time, it can also help save a lot of time in finding prisoners and hostages.

Going forward, after walking out of a large area of ​​rural houses, there is a large area of ​​fields and haystacks.

The strangest thing is that there are several large courtyards built in the middle of the fields not far away.

These yards are not close together, and there is a distance of one to two acres of fields between each other.

Jiang Che narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Assistant Qian Te came up from behind with a wheezing voice, "Boss...boss, these...yards...so...strange."

"Little Boss... Could he... be in one of the... courtyards? Which... courtyard is it?"

Jiang Che quickened his pace and walked towards the field road between two of the courtyards.

Before Special Assistant Qian could catch his breath, Jiang Che walked a long way again.

Special Assistant Qian: QAQ, I am also a Tianya overtime worker, why am I the only one who is exhausted?

How on earth does my boss work out so late every day?

Qian Tezhu had no choice but to run out to chase after him, and said four silently in his heart: When I go back, I will definitely exercise hard and be a new man!

Just as Qian Te ran up, Jiang Che had already approached one of the yards.

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the courtyard on Jiang Che's left: "Come here quickly!"

This voice sounded like a bell, "It's heard a hundred miles away", and Qian Tezhu was so frightened that he turned his foot and stepped into the mud under the field ridge, and a limited-edition leather shoe suffered.

Qian Tezhu didn't even have time to feel sorry for his shoe, he pulled out one foot, and ran forward to catch up with Jiang Che with all the remaining strength.

At this time, Jiang Che almost concluded that Song Yuanzhou was nearby.

And for some reason, his baby has escaped.Naihe didn't run very far, and was rediscovered again.

I don't know if he was injured, how the situation is...

Jiang Che's heartbeat was out of order and he was burning with anxiety.

There is nothing in my mind, only the idea of ​​"must find his baby before these people".

With his heart hanging, he ran forward at the fastest speed in his life.

Qian Tezhu chased after him, seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from his own president instead of getting closer.

In the blink of an eye, he lost sight of his boss.

Special Assistant Qian: "..."

No, how on earth did you do it?After walking so much, not only are you not tired, but you even have scuds under your feet, right?

When Jiang Che arrived, a bodyguard was jumping down from the wall.

And his baby was lying quietly on the muddy floor, in a state of distress.Close your eyes, silently...

He ran forward recklessly, grabbing Song Yuanzhou into his arms before that rough guy.

Song Yuanzhou's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and a thick layer of dead skin formed on them.There is a huge bulge on the forehead. The skin next to the bulge seems to have been rubbed by fine gravel, and there are some long and thin wounds.

He was wearing a white shirt that wasn't his, and at this time the white shirt was covered with blood from the wound on Song Yuanzhou's body that had ruptured again.

The deep red seemed to seep into Jiang Che's eyes following the light.

Jiang Che's eyes were red, his heart almost stopped beating at this moment, and he saw his hands trembling.

But he hugged the person underneath more and more tightly.

Use his hot chest to warm his cold skin.

The bodyguard was startled by the sudden appearance, and subconsciously looked behind him when he came.

Then I saw another stranger running on the ridge, whom I had never seen before.

The other bodyguards climbed down from the wall one by one.

Slowly surrounded Jiang Che and the others, thinking of surrounding them.

Seeing so many fat and strong people, Qian Tezhu felt a little apprehensive, but he still bit the bullet and ran to Jiang Che from behind.

With a dark face, Jiang Che gently put Song Yuanzhou down.

While pulling off his tie with one hand, he took off the cumbersome suit jacket outside, "You carry him away first."

Special assistant Qian responded, and quickly started to hold Song Yuanzhou, and asked while holding the hand, "Boss, what should you do?"

Jiang Che said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, let's go."

As the heir of a big family, Jiang Zhong had arranged courses beyond his age group since he was a child.

Swordsmanship, martial arts, etc. have been learned from professional masters since childhood.

Jiang Che watched Qian Tezhu slowly "run" away with Song Yuanzhou on his back from the corner of his eye.

More and more bodyguards came down, some of them were going to chase Song Yuanzhou.

Jiang Che took a step forward, and stretched out his long legs first to kick his lower third.

The man was kicked unexpectedly and half fell to the ground, crying.

The other person saw the miserable state of his companion and immediately threw his fist out.Jiang Che's foot that hadn't been retracted nimbly turned around and kicked out again, hitting his face directly.

……

What Jiang Che has learned can only temporarily hold these people back. After a long time, his disadvantages will immediately appear. I only hope that the police officers who have his position can arrive in time.

After fighting for a while, the face of the headed bodyguard changed, and suddenly shouted, "Don't love to fight, retreat first!"

More than a dozen people "hula-la" fought while covering each other, and retreated in another direction in an organized manner.

Jiang Che guessed that they had discovered the policeman's car parked outside the village.

At this time, if he followed up, it would be beneficial for the police to solve the case, but he was worried about Song Yuanzhou and had no intention of fighting. After he got out of trouble, he immediately chased in the direction of Qian Te's run-up.

On the way, I met several plainclothes policemen rushing here.

They were all in a hurry and only had time to nod each other.

Jiang Che stretched out his hand and pointed backward while running: "It's the one on the left."

Qian Tezhu was exhausted, so he didn't run very far, walking crookedly in front.

Sometimes it is turned to the left, and sometimes it is turned to the right. People who don't know it look from behind and think it's two drunks who are drunk and hurrying.

Song Yuanzhou's feet were dragged on the ground by Qian Tezhu's back, dragging and dragging, which made Jiang Che's heart skip a beat.

Jiang Che accelerated his running speed again, took Song Yuanzhou from Qian Tezhu's hand, and held him firmly on his back, "Run, go outside and drive the car in."

Tezhu Qian glanced at the unconscious Song Yuanzhou and Jiang Che whose shirt was torn because of a fight. "Hey" sounded.

Special assistant Qian was a little bit out of strength, but still bit the bullet and jogged all the way.

On the road, I met a kind-hearted villager who drove him out with his little donkey.

***

Song Yuanzhou had a dream. In the dream, he was chased by a group of bodyguards. He broke a leg and walked a few steps with his feet crossed. The bodyguards who overtook him rushed up in pairs and pressed them on the ground. He could barely breathe.

He struggled hard, trying to open his eyes, which seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze, with a faint light shining through them.

When he listened carefully, he could still hear the faint sound of "sobbing".

Special Assistant Qian sat on the companion bed, picking up fruit baskets piled up like a mountain on the head of the bed in the sick room.Peel the oranges one by one, clean them and put them in a small bowl on the side.

"You can do it, your eyes are like walnuts, come on, open your mouth, and eat a slice of orange."

Song Yuanzhou barely heard the sounds around him, opened his eyes, and saw his furry head on the quilt.

Song Yuanzhou: "..."

I just said, I almost suffocated in my dream, it turned out that you, the little fairy, kept pressing on my chest.

Before Song Yuanzhou could open his mouth, he saw this fluffy head raised up, his eyes were red from crying, he sucked his nose, opened his mouth and put the orange into his mouth, and stuck out his small tongue She swept Tezhu Qian's hand provocatively.The good-for-nothing Special Assistant Qian was really licked to the point of shaking.

Song Yuanzhou: "???"

No, you Xiu En have come to my bedside, do patients have any human rights!

Song Yuanzhou opened his mouth: "Weeping like a rabbit, it's so ugly."

He opened his mouth and startled himself. Whose voice is this hoarse and ugly?

Hu Qi was so frightened by his sudden voice that the orange in his mouth dropped.Yellow sap seeped into the white sheets.

His voice was excited, but he couldn't stop sobbing, "You...you finally woke up..."

It was only then that he realized that he was shaming himself: "You are enough, we are all worried about you to death, but you are fine, you will hate people as soon as you wake up."

Song Yuanzhou wanted to move his wrist, but found that his right hand was wrapped in a white bandage, and the liquid from an infusion tube on it slowly flowed into the back of his hand.

A thick layer of plaster was cast on the right foot, which was lifted and placed on top of the quilt.

When he moved, the wound on his forehead was aching. Song Yuanzhou touched it with his left hand, and the wound on his forehead was carefully bandaged.

Although Qian Tezhu would make small complaints about Hu Qi from time to time, it was his and Hu Qi's interest, and he said it was fine, but it must not be okay for others to complain.Even a small boss!

"Little boss, it's your fault, it's because you didn't see my boss cry."

Special Assistant Qian wiped his mouth for Hu Qi who was "terrified. He dropped a piece of orange": "Our Qiqi is so cute."

Hu Qi choked on a mouthful of oranges: "Cough...cough, you mean, your boss...crying?"

Hu Qi repeated it again, his eyes were wide open, and he still had a piece of freshly stuffed orange in his mouth, chewing like a shocked little hamster, "You mean him? How could he cry? Are you Isn't it lame?"

Song Yuanzhou realized later, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is Mr. Jiang what Tezhu Qian was talking about?"

Seeing that they didn't seem to believe it, Qian Tezhu looked at him suspiciously and curiously.

He came right away.

He looked at the door to make sure that Jiang Che, who had just gone out to answer the phone, hadn't returned yet.

Then he lowered his voice and narrated mysteriously.

"Really, I was the only one who saw it. It happened when..."

Qian Tezhu recalled that Jiang Che disappeared in the blink of an eye that day. In order not to lose track of the boss, Qian Tezhu used his remaining strength to chase desperately.

When he arrived, his boss was hugging the unconscious Song Yuanzhou.

Jiang Che was kneeling in the mud at this moment, his hands holding the little boss were trembling slightly.

Those eyes that were like a deep well without waves all year round were flushed, and tears were already dripping on her cheeks unknowingly.

That kind of silent mourning seemed to be contagious, and at that moment, Qian Tezhu's heart seemed to be firmly pinched by a big palm.

Qian Tezhu emphasized: "Little boss, you don't even know how miserable you were at that time. The white clothes you were wearing were all covered in blood, and one leg was drooping. Your face was covered in blood, and there was a big bump on your forehead. .Even my heart is going to be pulled hard. Not to mention the boss. Those tears, that voice, crying so much..."

Special assistant Qian wanted to add more embellishments, only to hear Hu Qi clenched his fist and put it on his lips, clearing his throat and "coughing".

He understood and turned his head suddenly.

Facing Jiang Che's sharp and cold eyes.

Special assistant Qian sat back unconsciously, and laughed dryly to ease the embarrassment.

"Is the work done?"

Special Assistant Qian quickly sat upright, straightened his back and said, "Report, not yet, I will go back and continue immediately."

Hu Qi also stood up quickly: "Well, I still have a live broadcast today. For those who can't be pigeonholed, I will go first."

Special Assistant Qian nodded: "What a coincidence, shall I drive you back?"

The two looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and walked out of the ward together.

The moment the door of the ward was closed, the two let out a long breath together.

Hu Qi frowned: "Huh, finally came out, that aura, that oppressive force. I don't know how Zhou Zhou got along with this person, otherwise I couldn't stay for a moment."

Special Assistant Qian: "Isn't it? Although I'm used to it, if I stay together often, I will suffocate."

Jiang Che sat down on the chair beside Song Yuanzhou's bed and held his left hand.

I don't know if it's because the bedside lamp in the hospital is a bit warm, but Jiang Che looked over with tenderness in his eyes, able to see life as life.

Song Yuanzhou blushed.

Thinking of what Tezhu Qian had just said, his heart felt sour and astringent. He didn't know what it was like.

In the end, all the emotions seemed to gather in the eye sockets.

He struggled to hold back hot tears.

He is not a person who loves to cry, and he thinks he is quite strong. Even if his body is full of holes, he will never show his soft side in front of the enemy, let alone cry.

But in front of Jiang Che, he turned into a crybaby.

He sniffed.

Jiang Che held his hand tightly, stood up to check his injuries, "What's wrong? Is there any pain in your body?"

As he said that, he was about to ring the service bell above the bed.

Song Yuanzhou gently pulled the two holding hands.

Only then did Jiang Che stop and turned sideways to ask him, "Huh?"

Song Yuanzhou's eyelashes were moistened with tears, there were some crystal beads, and his expression was pitiful.

"sorry."

Jiang Che sat down again, and seemed to understand the meaning of sorry in an instant.

He gently stroked Song Yuanzhou's face with the other hand that was not holding Song Yuanzhou: "Do you know how important you are?"

Song Yuanzhou's nose was sour and he almost choked up: "I... know, I'm sorry."

Jiang Che gently wiped away the hot tears streaming from the corners of his eyes with his thumb: "You don't know. I can see it from your eyes. If there is a next time, you still won't change your choice."

Song Yuanzhou forgot that his hand was still in the infusion, and anxiously wanted to use the other hand to hold his, so he raised it suddenly, and the needle almost slipped out of the back of his hand.

Fortunately, Jiang Che quickly pressed it down with his quick eyes.

"I'm sorry, brother. Although I'm sorry, I have never regretted my determination to save people in the past." Song Yuanzhou mumbled, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

Maybe many people felt that he was a virgin afterwards, but he and Ding Nongnong did not have a deep hatred. If it were any girl who had lost her way, he would go to rescue it.

But he knew that his elder brother understood him, and what he apologized was never his kind heart, but his lack of consideration and recklessness.

"I love you, brother." Crystal tears glistened in Song Yuanzhou's eyes, falling down as he spoke.

"When I was beaten and bruised and fell from the wall, I was afraid that my life would end there. But I haven't told you loudly, I love you."

For this, I can pay with my life.

Jiang Che held him in his arms.

This time Song Yuanzhou clearly sensed what Qian Tezhu said, "The boss is trembling".

Because even his voice trembled: "I love you too."

"Promise me, don't scare me like this again."

You don't know, I can lose everything, but I can't lose you.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-3023:50:51~2020-07-0400:16:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: wait for the wind to land 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Jiu and Yu'er. 10 bottles; 3 bottles of "Orange Chen";

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!