Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"In my drawer...there is activating oil, take it out and apply some first."

"It doesn't matter to me, it's not too late to deal with it when I go back, but you, how are you doing now? Should I take you to the hospital?"

"It's okay, I'll just sit here for a while. But you, are you absent from work today for no reason?"

"I..." Wen Wenyao was at a loss for words for a while, but couldn't find a word to refute, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence, "Kuang your sister, I have a report."

"..." Han Yufeng frowned, thinking, is this a relapse?He was about to speak, but Wen Wenyao seemed to have realized something, and stared blankly at him on the sofa. After a while, he said, "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend your sister."

"..."

"Uh..." Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too embarrassing, Wen Wenyao took the initiative to move over and asked, "Then...do you need any more medicine? I'll get it for you." He could see that although Han Yufeng was leaning against the The armrest spoke to him very calmly, but one hand was still placed on the abdomen without any trace and pressed lightly from time to time.

"Well, it's also in the drawer. A... small blue medicine bottle." Han Yufeng closed his eyes again after saying this, he must recover quickly, because there is not much time left for him now .

"Okay." Wen Wenyao walked behind the desk as he said, and opened the drawers one by one, but was stunned by the scene he saw in front of him.On the corner of a row of three drawers on the left side of Han Yufeng's desk, there were densely piled up all kinds of medicine bottles, some of which he could understand, and some of which were packaged in languages ​​he didn't even know.Not only that, but there were two or three medicine bottles beside the book compartment.

"This... you... so many..."

Han Yufeng knew what kind of expression Wen Wenyao had now without turning his head. He smiled wryly, "Well, the dosage of the medicine is a bit heavy recently, so I should prepare more."

"Did you mean taking half a bottle at a time?"

"Why so exaggerated?"

"Isn't it exaggerating? Then Director Han can explain why I saw an empty medicine bottle when I came here just now? If I remember correctly, there should be about ten pills in it."

"how do you know?"

"Hmph, not only do I know this, but I also know that the bottle of medicine is not a symptom, but a painkiller. Han Yufeng, do you want to die? Don't you know that this medicine is irritating to the stomach? Do you feel more pain now? hurt?"

"It's, it's okay, my medicines are all mildly irritating." Han Yufeng thought to himself, if it irritated his stomach, he wouldn't dare to take more, after all, he would have to rely on it to go out later, wouldn't he?

Even if you drink poison to quench your thirst, you still have to survive the next two hours.Because Chengfeng really needs this opportunity right now, and of course he, the person in charge, can't lose the chain at this time.

"What a ghost! How can I..." Wen Wenyao couldn't speak half of what he said.

how am iHow can you rest assured?But why do I have such a terrible idea?Obviously Han Yufeng is just a familiar stranger to him, isn't he?Why should I rush to care about him?This is not like his Wen Shao style.

Fortunately, Han Yufeng didn't care about half of what he said. At this moment, he was looking down at the tablet, which contained some information passed by his assistant, which would help him understand other competitors more comprehensively.

"Boss, Mayor Chen has finished visiting the wine cellar, and he said he wants to go back to the group."

"It's not yet eleven o'clock, try to hold him back for a while, and take him to another place."

"..."

"Well, come back at 11:30."

"But Mayor Chen said he has something to do this afternoon."

"Then..."

"Who are you talking to?" It was Wen Wenyao who found the medicine bottle and walked over to get a glass of water. He accidentally heard Han Yufeng talking in a low voice. The headset is answering the phone.

Han Yufeng sensed his approach, made a silent gesture to him, and continued to give instructions to the person on the other end of the phone.

Wen Wenyao then put the medicine bottle and water glass on the table, sat beside him, and listened to him talking on the phone.Han Yufeng seemed a little unhappy and slightly anxious, and even spoke in a much harsher tone, and even scolded people directly in the end.

I don't know if the sudden anger affected the stomach, and the pain that had subsided a little came back again.Han Yufeng quickly stopped to adjust his breathing, and kept pressing lightly with the hand that had been on his abdomen.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Wen Wenyao also put his hand on his abdomen.The hands of the two overlapped like this.

Han Yufeng slowly withdrew his hand, held Wen Wenyao's hand instead, and led it to massage himself in circles, the movement was like flowing water.

"It's a little troublesome, Xiao Yao, how about you..."

"What's the matter with me?" Wen Wenyao asked, while pulling out his hand, he picked up the medicine bottle and unscrewed the cap, poured out a few pills in the palm of his hand, and handed them to Han Yufeng's mouth, "Eat, hurry up."

"..."

Seeing that people only looked at him and didn't take it, he couldn't help but ask again, "What's the matter? Do you want me to feed you?"

"it is good."

"What did you say?!" Wen Wenyao's eyes widened in disbelief.

"I said, yes."

"..." Wen Wenyao stood there with the pill in his hand for a long time, and finally picked up Han Yufeng's hand angrily, put the pill in his hand, and passed the water, "Eat it! Your servant is gone!"

"Ha ha……"

"What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, I'm leaving!"

Han Yufeng thought in his heart, if you really leave, it will save me trouble, and I'm afraid you won't leave.

"By the way, Xiaoyao, I suddenly remembered something, can you help me with it?"

"What's the matter? Is it important?"

"It's not very important. It's just that I had an inspection some time ago, and the report should have been picked up earlier, but I haven't gone there."

"You want me to help you get it? But you can get it at any time? Why do you have to do it now?"

Han Yufeng laughed at himself, "Ning An calls every day, as if urging his life. Besides, I vaguely heard a little bit of what Su Jinlun told you last time."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Sudden death or something."

"..." Before Han Yufeng could say the next thing, Wen Wenyao covered his mouth, "What's the mess? Can you say that word casually?"

Han Yufeng took his hand, "Okay, I won't talk about it in the future."

"That Ning An is the director who wore glasses last time?"

"Ah."

"What kind of examination did you do?" In fact, what Wen Wenyao wanted to know more was whether he could fully understand Han Yufeng's physical condition through that report.