Morbid Attachment

Ji Wang's teeth just wanted to force, but he was stopped by Qi Boyan's words, and he could only reluctantly be played with his mouth by Qi Boyan.

After a while, Qi Boyan took it out of his mouth contentedly as if he had confirmed the territory, slipped his wet fingers down, and held Ji Wang's waist, but did not make any more extreme moves.

Qi Boyan: "Your mouth is better for kissing than talking."

I don't know what to think, Qi Boyan said again: "Or Han..." Before he finished speaking, he was punched in the stomach by Ji Wang.

This time it was real strength, Qi Boyan bent down and coughed several times.

Ji Wang pushed the person away and tried to remove the wetness from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand: "If you provoke me again, the next time you'll be beaten will not be in the stomach."

Qi Boyan clutched his waist and didn't get up yet, as if it was in great pain. Ji Wang felt happy at first, but later became a little nervous: "Don't pretend to be dead."

Qi Boyan raised a pale face: "You go."

After he finished speaking, he clutched his stomach in despair and stumbled back to his seat. How could Ji Wang leave, even if he really wanted to leave.

Qi Boyan rested his hands on the table and swept the makeup off forcefully: "Get out of here!"

Things crashed to the ground, making a lot of noise.

Ji Wang sarcastically said, "Why, don't pretend anymore?"

Qi Boyan didn't answer, instead, after a period of heavy breathing, he knelt down on his knees and fell to the ground.

Ji Wang was startled, hesitated for a few seconds, then stepped forward and turned the person over. When he looked at the face again, it was already faintly blue, and he had passed out.

Li Feng outside the door heard the movement and couldn't help knocking on the door: "Master Qi, how are you?"

Ji Wang said loudly, "Come in!"

Li Feng just opened the door and went in. When he saw Qi Boyan unconscious on the ground, his face changed immediately, he closed the door with his back and locked it, and hurried to the two of them: "What happened?"

Ji Wang panicked: "I punched him in the stomach, and then he passed out."

When Li Feng heard the words, he frowned immediately: "Master Qi has a bad stomach, and he drank a little wine today. It was a little painful when he came to the stage."

Ji Wang shook his hands: "Send, send to the hospital, hurry up..."

Just when the two of them were talking, Qi Boyan had opened his eyes and woke up after a brief syncope: "Don't go to the hospital."

Ji Wang looked down at him, Qi Boyan struggled to get out of Ji Wang's arms, and said to Li Feng, "Give me painkillers."

Li Feng said, "Let's contact Dr. Chen over here."

Qi Boyan became impatient: "I said..." Before he could speak, Ji Wang covered his lips. He raised his eyes in surprise, and Ji Wang said to Li Feng, "The road must be blocked after the concert. He has such a stomachache, so he should go to the hospital."

Li Feng did not agree with Ji Wang's words, but hesitated for a while: "To be on the safe side, it is better to go to Dr. Chen's private hospital, otherwise it will be photographed by the paparazzi, which will not affect him well."

Qi Boyan was annoyed when he saw that neither of them took care of him: "I said painkillers, don't go to the hospital! Didn't you hear me?"

Ji Wang lowered his head and gave Qi Boyan a hard look: "Don't be noisy!"

Qi Boyan was stunned by the scolding, and Li Feng next to him wanted to laugh out of time. Qi Boyan, who has always been domineering, turned out to have such a day.

Chapter 27

The appearance of Dr. Chen's hospital does not look like a hospital, mainly for concealment. Otherwise, the star has a minor illness and pain, and the paparazzi will be written by the paparazzi as abortion, tumor cancer when entering and leaving the hospital.

Li Feng explained to Ji Wang in the car that Dr. Chen is the personal doctor of many artists in the industry. He is confidential, cautious, and has superb medical skills.

Qi Boyan had already taken a painkiller as he wished, and huddled in the corner of the car, even the seat belt was fastened by Ji Wang.

Since Ji Wang got in the car, his face was cold and he didn't speak. Li Feng warmed up for a long time. Although Ji Wang responded politely, the atmosphere did not improve.

Half an hour drive, quiet all the way. When they arrived at the hospital, Dr. Chen and two nurses had already greeted him at the door, and a wheelchair was arranged in case Qi Boyan couldn't move because of the pain.

Qi Boyan got out of the car, and his face darkened when he saw the wheelchair: "I don't sit."

Ji Wang didn't say a word, he started directly, and pressed the sick Qi Boyan to the wheelchair. Then he said to the surprised Doctor Chen, "Excuse me, please send it in quickly."

Dr. Chen nodded, and the two nurses pushed Qi Boyan away. Ji Wang followed, and Dr. Chen politely asked, "Who are you?"

Ji Wang replied casually, "Mr. Qi's bodyguard."

Qi Boyan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, laughed, but because of the contraction of the muscles in his stomach, he took it back halfway through his laughter.

When he came to the hospital, the equipment was complete and there were many items for inspection, so Ji Wang was relieved. I'm afraid that for the sake of privacy, I don't even want to die.

A series of examinations, which took a long time, finally determined that it was gastric bleeding. There is a high probability that it was due to his own poor condition, plus Ji Wang's punch just hit his stomach, which caused external gastric bleeding.

Li Feng had been on the phone with the company in the middle, and then he came over with an embarrassed face and said to Qi Boyan: "Master Qi, there will be an advertisement shooting tomorrow. ."

Ji Wang was shocked: "He's bleeding from his stomach? He has to take a plane!"