Accidentally Entangled with the Rich Chapter 23:

If Meng Yungui died, Zhou Guang would get nothing.

Zhou Guang hadn't touched the car for a long time, and he was in a hurry with the keys.

"All right?" Meng Yungui frowned and gasped.

"It's fine."

Zhou Guang started the car and dumped it outside, and hit the flower pot with just a touch. Immediately stepping on the brakes, he turned his head and stared at Meng Yungui in horror.

Meng Yungui closed his eyes and said, "It's not serious, just hit it."

Zhou Guang drove the car out of the community, and then remembered: "Go to that hospital?"

"There is a third courtyard nearby."

Meng Yungui gritted his teeth and cast a sidelong glance at Zhou Guanghui.

"Drive."

The car rubbed against the fence in front of the door again, oops, I'll go.

After driving on the road, Zhou Guang went smoothly, and Meng Yungui next to him suddenly raised his finger: "—stop."

Zhou Guang turned the steering wheel and slammed on the roadside. Due to the inertia, both of them rushed forward for a while. Meng Yungui opened the door and started to vomit before getting out of the car. The pungent smell left Zhou Guang alone. Face.

Turned out a bottle of water from the car and handed it over, Meng Yungui didn't pick it up, beads of sweat rolled down his sallow face, hanging precariously on the side of the car door, Zhou Guang had no choice but to get out of the car to see him. It's too disgusting to just fall down.

Approaching, by the light of the street lamp, Zhou Guang suddenly saw blood in the filth, he was startled, looked up at Meng Yungui, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were closed, his fingers were tightly clutching the car door, his veins were bulging .

"Hello? Mr. Meng?" He didn't respond, Zhou Guang quickly pushed him to the seat, closed the car door and quickly ran to the driver's seat to get in, and drove all the way to the Third People's Hospital.

"Are you okay? Mr. Meng."

By the light, Zhou Guang saw that there were beads of sweat rolling down Meng Yungui's forehead, and he closed his eyes tightly as if he had died silently. He vomited blood just now. Zhou Guang couldn't lift him, so he had to go to the emergency room to call someone.

Meng Yungui desperately opened his eyes to look at Zhou Guangguang's thin back, gritted his teeth for a while, and said who can't do it?

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhou Guang sat on the bench outside the emergency room, feeling sleepy and confused for a while. She has no feelings for Meng Yungui. Meng Yungui is not gentle in bed, often swears, and has a moody temper.

But Meng Yungui can't die, if he dies, Zhou Guanghui will really lose the bet. Squeezing her fingers, she sighed and lowered her head to bury her palms. Up to now, she can only hope that this big thick leg will not be broken. Zhou Guang is a very realistic person, she is too aware of the pros and cons.

Meng Sanye is blessed and fateful, he has not died for thirty years, and now it is impossible for him to play himself to death because of Zhou Guang's bowl of rice.

Stomach bleeding, plus enteritis.

When Meng Yungui opened his eyes, it was already daylight, and his arm was tied with an infusion tube. The woman on the chair next to her didn't sleep very comfortably and kept changing her position. Meng Yungui narrowed her eyes, she was still wearing her pajamas, her hair was hanging loose, and the two bumps on her chest were very obvious, so she came out like this? No change of clothes.

"Week—"

The throat was a little dry, and he coughed after only pronouncing one scale.

Zhou Shiguang immediately woke up from the dream, opened his eyes in a daze for a while, and met Meng Yungui's eyes without warning. His heart was pounding, his face was pale and his eyes were piercing while lying on the hospital bed.

"Mr. Meng."

Zhou Guang sat up straight instinctively, his chest swayed with her movements, and Meng Yungui's eyes darkened.

"Are you awake?"

Meng Yungui was silent for a while and said, "Go back and change clothes."

The voice was hoarse, Zhou Guang hadn't woken up yet, he was taken aback: "Huh?"

Doctors and nurses came in for an examination. Meng Yungui glanced at her and said nothing. After tossing for a while, he changed the bottle again, and when the doctors and nurses had left, he sat up forcefully and waved.

"Come here."

Zhou Guang had been standing by the side before, and then hurried over, she was a little panicked.

"What's wrong?"

"What time is it?"

Meng Yungui looked away from her chest: "Go back and bring my mobile phone and clothes, and then go through the discharge procedures."

"At 8:30, how are you leaving the hospital like this?"

"Just go if you are told, there is so much nonsense."

Meng Yungui frowned, and said impatiently, "Hurry up, I have a meeting at 10:30."

This person is really desperate, Zhou Guang has nothing to say. I don't want to talk to him too much, to save him from opening his mouth and swearing at others.

Turning around and leaving, he looked at himself in the hospital lobby and frowned.

It's really ugly, no wonder he looks disgusted.

Damn man, why didn't he die of illness.

Since Meng Yungui is not dead, that's good, Zhou Guang hastily took a shower. After a change of clothes, Meng Yungui's cell phone was in the study, and he didn't know what clothes he was going to wear, so he had to take out a suit from the closet. He asked if he had to wear a more stable belt for important occasions.

Going out with his things, Zhou Guang had the illusion that his 200,000 yuan was really a bargain, and he even did the nanny's job.

His phone rang many times along the way. Zhou Guang was stuck in a traffic jam in the urban area for a while, and he was annoyed by the ringtone, so he turned off the mute and put it in the innermost bag.

It was 9:30 when I arrived at the hospital. Zhou Guang handed Meng Yungui his clothes bag and mobile phone.

"The doctor recommends that you be hospitalized."

Zhou Shiguang pursed his lips and frowned, "You need to rest in this situation."

She was a little far away, and she bit the bullet to finish the sentence, not because she cared about him, but because he died, she had to find another backer in the future, which was troublesome.

"So much nonsense."

Meng Yungui had a bad expression on his face, his cell phone rang, and he answered it while pointing at the door: "Hurry up and do it, I won't finish with you if I delay."

The corner of Zhou Guang's mouth twitched, he had no choice but to kill himself.

Meng Yungui answered the phone: "I'm at the Third People's Hospital, come and pick me up."

He doesn't want to take Zhou Guang's car, it's just risking his life.

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Zhou Guang helped him go through the discharge procedures, regardless of whether he died or not, as long as you insist on leaving the hospital, the hospital will not forcefully stop you.

Zhou Shiguang followed him, Meng Yungui's face was pale and ugly, he looked up at him: "Are you okay?"

Meng Yungui straightened his collar and stood up straight. Today's meeting is very important. It's really not the time to be willful. If you don't want to go, don't go. Look back at last week's time.

There was worry in the black and white eyes, and Meng Yungui raised his hand to touch her face in his heart. The delicate and tender skin gave him an indescribable feeling. He stopped, stared down at Zhou Guang's eyes condescendingly, and after a while, he pulled the corner of his mouth and gave a sneer, retracted his gaze and straightened his back and walked forward.

"I can't die."

A black Audi drove over in the distance, Meng Yungui raised his hand and waved, the black Audi drove over. Meng Yun turned his head back, his deep facial features were a little pale under the backlight, and his deep eyes stared at Zhou Guangguang.

"Go back, review it carefully, and settle accounts with you tonight."

Cooking makes his stomach bleed, **** it! Zhouguang is the first.

Your stomach is made of paper? I'm fine.

Just as Zhou Guang was about to refute, he turned around and strode into the car. The car window slid up and was about to drive away. Zhou Guang rolled his eyes and immediately walked to the car window: "Mr. Meng."

The car didn't move, and a few seconds later the window slid down to reveal Meng Yungui's stern face: "Say."

"Can I trouble you to buy a breakfast for Mr. Meng, thinner porridge."

Zhou Guang didn't look at Meng Yungui, his eyes fell on the driver.

Zhu Heng glanced at Zhou Shi, a little panicked, this master has a bad temper.

"So much nonsense." Meng Yungui frowned, turned his eyes to stare at the road ahead: "Drive."

"The doctor said that if you don't want to go to the operating table, you should be careful." Zhou Guang finished speaking boldly, stepped back two steps to get out of the way, and still looked at Meng Yungui: "I don't want you to have an accident. .”

Meng Yungui looked back abruptly, the assistant stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out.

Zhou Guang's face flashed in front of him and then disappeared. Meng Yungui angrily turned his head to stare at the assistant. This assistant should be replaced!

"Meng...Mr. Meng?"

Zhu Heng suddenly turned around and was startled, his heart was about to jump out, sir, you are too scary, what did I do wrong to change my career?

Meng Yungui was silent for a moment and said, "I'll go buy some breakfast in a while, and do as she said."

Zhu Heng's neck was inexplicably cold, he swallowed his throat, and tightly grasped the steering wheel with his fingers.

"Understood."

Watching the black Audi disappear, Zhou Guang was silent for a while, tapped his fingers on the side of his body lightly, after a while, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and he turned to go to the parking lot. Meng Yungui got his hands on that car, and it was very comfortable to drive.

I found a breakfast shop, and the phone rang before I finished eating. It was an unfamiliar number. Zhou Guang hesitated for a while, then connected: "Hello."

"I'm Gu Fanchen." Gu Fanchen cut straight to the point: "Come over to the company."

"What time?"

"I hope to see you in the shortest possible time."

"Okay." Zhou Guang hurriedly stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth and took a sip of porridge: "Okay, I'll be there right away."

It was past ten o'clock in the morning, and the traffic on the road was in good condition. It was half past ten when Zhou Guang arrived at the company.

Quickly went upstairs to Gu Fanchen's office, she walked in a hurry, accidentally bumped into someone's shoulder at the corner, and turned her head: "Sorry, sorry."

"Week time?"

A woman's clear voice sounded, and Zhou Guang suddenly raised his head.

Five tall girls stood opposite, and Dong Hui was among them.

"Why are you here?"

Dong Hui raised her eyebrows, and disdain flashed across her beautiful face. She and Zhou Guang share the same dormitory, but they are of different classes, and have always looked down on people like Zhou Guang.

"Work." Zhou Guang smiled, her character does not like to offend people, she raised her wrist and looked at her watch: "Long time no see, I have time to contact."

Dong Hui smiled: "What? Signed here?"

Zhou Guang was really in a hurry and didn't want to talk to her. The last time I met her on the commercial set, she was spoiled. Of course, the final result was that she got the commercial, and she didn't want to see Dong Hui either.

"Yes." Zhou Guang's eyes flickered, and he simply didn't leave, standing still and looking into Dong Hui's eyes. Dong Hui was only as good as her in high heels. Zhou Guang raised his chin slightly and smiled sweetly, with a very respectful attitude: "Then I will call you senior sister from now on, sisters from the same school, senior sister, please take care of me."

Dong Hui's expression changed, and the rest of the people looked at each other.

"Who is this?"

"Zhou Guang." Suddenly there was a shout behind him, Zhou Guang's heart shuddered, and he turned around to see Gu Fanchen, who was frowning and full of anger. Snail? Moved here?"

"Director Gu—"

"What are you watching? Do your own work."

When Gu Fanchen saw Zhou Guangguang, he stopped immediately, and his dark eyes swept across: "Which department do you belong to? Are you holding a tea party here?"

"No—"

Dong Hui's head was in a daze, and her eyes fell on Zhou Guang.

"If it's not, then hurry up." Gu Fanchen stared at Zhou Guang, then turned around: "Come with me to the office."

Zhou Guang didn't want to be scolded by him, so he quickly followed him.

"This is a newcomer that the company just signed." A girl next to her suddenly said, "I remember, she came to the company yesterday."

Dong Hui pursed her lips, her eyes widened in disbelief, and she turned her head to look at the man after a while, her expression was a little stiff: "—Whose hand is it signed by?"

"Director Gu."

Fuck! When did Zhou Guang get along so well?