CEO's Imprisoned Wife

Hearing Song Yang's urgent call, Luo Shaner hurried out and asked song yang to hold Wei Ling to the bed.

Wei Ling's face flushed and vomited continuously.

"What's going on? Well, how could linger be like this?" Luo Shaner quickly reached out and touched Weiling's forehead. The temperature was frightening.

Song Yang was sweating anxiously, holding Wei Ling's hand tightly.

"Maybe there was a cold wind when I went out of the hotel, so I fell ill again."

Luo Shaner frowned and said, "you two are stunned here. Yan Haoyuan, go and get some wet towels. Song Yang, help me take off linger's coat."

Yan Haoyuan and Song Yang acted quickly, while Luo Shaner hurriedly called Zhuge Xiaoxiao and asked her to go to the hospital to buy some fast antipyretic drugs and alcohol.

Soon, Zhuge Xiaoxiao and Rong Hao rushed back.

"Shaner, you asked me to buy these things. You're not sick." ZHUGE smiled and rushed into the bedroom with the bought things. "Eh, who is this little girl?"

Luo Shaner pushed Yan Haoyuan and Song Yang out.

"It's OK to have me and Xiaoxiao here. You'd better wait outside first."

Song Yang frowned and held Wei Ling's hand.

"Song Yang, trust me, ling'er will definitely be fine, huh?"

Song Yang just let go and left step by step.

"Xiaoxiao, you give her an injection to reduce her fever first."

Luo Shaner took it to the bathroom, put water in the bathtub, and then poured in the alcohol.

After that, Luo Shaner and Zhuge smiled and helped Wei Ling put on his pajamas, and then helped him into the bathtub.

Last night, Zhuge wiped the sweat on his forehead with a smile and sat on the ground.

"Shaner, what's the matter with this girl? Even if she has a fever, she usually doesn't get to this point."

Luo Shaner shook his head. Last time, Wei Ling had an attack. Unexpectedly, the situation was more serious this time.

"According to Song Yang, this seems to be her hidden disease. She has had this strange disease since she was a child. She can't have too much contact with the outside world, otherwise it will become like this."

Zhuge smiled and said, "Oh, no, how did this little girl come over these years?"

Luo Shaner glanced at the red Wei Ling, and his eyes were stained with a touch of heartache.

Yes, at such a good age, how did she spend her life alone.

"Xiaoxiao, you stay here first. I'll go out and come back later."

The atmosphere in the living room was unusually dull.

Song Yang sat on the sofa, holding his head in his hands, blaming himself for a while.

"Song Yang." Luo Shaner sat beside him, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. "Xiaoxiao and I have done emergency treatment for linger. I believe she will be all right soon. Don't blame yourself too much."

"If I hadn't forced her to leave, she wouldn't have had an accident."

"You let ling'er leave first for her good. It's really not your fault."

"Hum, I don't blame him. If it wasn't for him, how could linger's disease happen?"

At this time, the door was suddenly kicked open. A man in a black suit, followed by several big hands similar to bodyguards, broke in.

Several people in the room immediately stood up. Even Rong Hao, who was fooling around, looked at the visitor solemnly.

"Mr. Wei, why are you here?" Song Yang looked at the visitor with an ugly look.

Wei Zhe's face was unusually cold, and even Yan Haoyuan had to fall for a few minutes.

"Why am I here? If I don't come again, I'm afraid linger will be tortured to death by you."

Without saying a word, Wei Zhe rushed into the bathroom. When he saw Wei Ling in the bathtub, his face became more sinister.

"Hey, I said who you are." ZHUGE smiled and stretched out his arms to protect Wei Ling.

Wei Zhe waved and several bodyguards came forward to take Wei Ling away.

Luo Shaner rushed out.

"Mr. Wei, I know you care about ling'er, but you can't take her away yet."

Zhuge smiled and said, "yes, the little girl's fever hasn't completely faded. Now you take her away. If you get sick again, it's really hopeless."

Wei Zhe looked at the flushed Wei Ling in the bathtub, pursed the corners of his mouth, waved his hand, motioned the people to step back, turned and returned to the living room again.

Only Song Yang followed, and the others stayed in the bedroom.

Luo Shaner looked through the crack in the door. Wei Zhe sat on the sofa and Song Yang stood respectfully aside.

The distance was too far. Luo Shaner didn't hear the conversation between them very clearly, but Wei Zhe's hand was about to poke into Song Yang's face, but Song Yang still listened silently and didn't fight back at all.

"Yan Haoyuan, who is this Mr. Wei?"

"Yes, yes, why are you so fierce and not cute at all."

Yan Haoyuan shook his head, "I saw him for the first time, and I'm not very clear about his situation."

Rong Hao, who was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed, said, "of course you don't know him. Let me talk to you about Mr. Wei."

"His real name is Wei Zhe. He has a big family and a big business, but he mainly develops abroad. No matter whether he is a gangster or a white man, when you see him, you should call him 'Mr. Wei'. Moreover, he has rarely appeared in the outside world in recent years."

"Mr. Wei can be regarded as an invincible hand in the business world. His means are fierce and vicious. He does things a little harder than you."

Ronghao glanced at Yanhao yuan and said with a smile.

"But he has one of his biggest weaknesses, that is, he has a daughter with a strange disease, that is, the one inside." Rong Hao pointed to the bathroom.

"Haven't you seen Miss Luo? The sanatorium in the suburbs was specially built by Mr. Wei for his daughter."

"Tut Tut, I don't know what kind of shit luck Song Yang has taken. He should be liked by such people."

Rong Hao shook his head and was liked by Wei Ling, but he really didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky.

"Shaner, the little girl seems to have burned away." ZHUGE's smiling voice sounded.

Several people rushed into the bathroom again and carried Wei Ling back to bed from the bathtub.

"Xiaoxiao, you take care of ling'er first. I'll go out and tell Mr. Wei about the situation."

When Luo Shaner came to the living room, he happened to see Wei Zhe pick up the wine cup on the tea table and smash it at Song Yang's head.

Bright red blood fell down Song Yang's forehead.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Luo Shaner hurried to Song Yang, stood on tiptoe and covered his injured forehead with his small hand.

"Mr. Wei, I know you are angry about ling'er, but at least please respect it. This is not your territory. Please don't hurt people at will."

Luo Shaner stared at Wei Zhe with a cold face.

"Also, as the person who saved ling'er twice, is that how Mr. Wei thanked his life-saving benefactor?"

Luo Shaner looked at Wei Zhe stubbornly.

"Ling'er, how is she now?" Wei Zhe asked with a sinister face.

"Her fever has subsided now." Luo Shaner replied coldly.

As soon as Wei Zhe waved his hand, someone immediately came forward, "go and take the young lady away."

Luo Shaner naturally did not allow them to take away the Wei Ling.

"Mr. Wei, linger is just out of danger now. Are you so sure that no accident will happen on the way out of the hotel?"

Luo Shaner stopped them. "From the current situation, it's not ling'er who is most suitable to leave, but you. It's not impossible for you to take ling'er away, but from the perspective of a professional, I advise you to wait until ling'er is completely better, otherwise in case of any accident, I don't think you want this to happen."

Wei Zhe gave Luo Shaner a cold look and then hissed.

"There are enough people in this world who overestimate their strength."

"No matter what you think of me, I do everything for the good of ling'er."

Wei Zhe stood up, came to Luo Shaner, stared at her, then laughed and left with those people.

As soon as Wei Zhe left, Luo Shaner seemed to collapse and heaved a heavy breath.

God, the look in Wei Zhe's eyes just now is terrible.

"Wow, Shaner, you were so awesome just now. You dare to talk to that Mr. Wei like that. It's really hard to get out." ZHUGE smiled and looked at Luo Shaner admiringly.

Luo Shaner pulled the corners of his mouth with a bitter smile, and then hurriedly asked, "Song Yang, are you okay?"

Song Yang muttered, "no, I'm fine."

"I've shed so much blood and said it's okay. Sit down first and I'll get you medicine."

Luo Shaner frowned, pressed Song Yang on the sofa, hurried to take the small medicine box, cleaned Song Yang's wound, and then pasted gauze.

In the process, Song Yang was always dull and could not see what his mood was.

"I'll go and see ling'er first."

Song Yang got up, went to the bedroom and locked the door from the inside.

Ronghao and Zhuge Xiaoxiao yawned synchronously, greeted Luo Shaner, and went back to their rooms.

"You'd better go to my place to sleep tonight." Yanhao walked forward and said to Luo Shaner.

Luo Shaner looked at the bedroom uneasily.

"Song Yang, he is already an adult. He can bear some things himself."

Seeing Yan Haoyuan saying so, Luo Shaner had to nod and follow him away.

After the two washed, Yan Haoyuan obediently hugged Luo Shaner and lay in bed.

"Yan Haoyuan, what did Mr. Wei say to Song Yang just now in the living room?"

Song Yang, whom she knew, had always been spirited and had rarely seen him look so decadent.

Yan Haoyuan rubbed Luo Shaner's hair with his big hand and asked, "do you really want to know?"

Luo Shaner raised his head, "what do you know?"

Yan Haoyuan hooked his mouth, smiled and said, "every rich family will stage a very old-fashioned story, either the story of prince charming and Cinderella, or the bitter love between the princess and the bodyguard."