Wen Yan leaned comfortably on the back of the chair and looked at Yan Qingyan and said, "Go to my house with me tonight."
Yan Qingyan was stunned and looked up at him: "What?"
Wen Yan shrugged: "Being my girlfriend shouldn't be a loss, right?"
Yan Qingyan's delicate body shook and said in a lost voice: "Girlfriend?!"
Wen Yan smiled: "I will definitely be responsible for what I have done. Of course, unless you think I am not worthy."
Yan Qingyan shook her head flatly: "No, I can't be your girlfriend!"
Wen Yan was stunned.
"Don't get me wrong, I don't think you are not worthy!" Yan Qingyan hurriedly defended, "It's just that I have other reasons..."
"Can you say it?" Wen Yan came to his senses.
"No." Yan Qingyan's voice was very soft, but he was very determined.
"It seems that I misunderstood what you mean." Wen Yan said lightly, "I thought this is what you want to discuss with me."
"It's true," Yan Qingyan's cheeks turned red again, and she lowered her head again, "On the surface we are still in ordinary relationships, okay?"
"Hmm?" Wen Yan said in surprise, "If I understand correctly, the three words 'on the surface' should also correspond to 'private'."
"We can keep... maintaining that kind of relationship in private..." Yan Qingyan's voice was already a little too low, of course because of shyness.
"Ah?" Wen Yan was completely stunned.
Of course he knows what "that relationship" means.
"Yes...I'm sorry, I'm a little selfish."
Yan Qingyan mustered up the courage and looked up at him, "I'm afraid of falling in love now, but I need someone to rely on. Can you understand my mood?"
Wen Yan really understood this time and couldn't help but smile.
It seems that I am too evil, and I have thought of it!
He understood what she meant. Because of Zhu Peng's affairs, Yan Qingyan became afraid of love, but he also hoped that someone could rely on her. He Wenyan was the most suitable candidate for this role.
"I understand," Wen Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay!"
Yan Qingyan showed a relieved expression, and suddenly her cheeks turned red again: "Of course, if you want, we can also maintain 'that kind of relationship'..."
Wen Yan didn't understand what she meant this time, and his heart was blew.
This is equivalent to having an unrestricted underground girlfriend, why not do it?
The phone suddenly rang.
Wen Yan found out that v8 was connected: "Hey?"
The quiet voice came from the other end: "Brother Wen, please save him!"
Wen Yan was puzzled: "Who to save?"
Wenjing was about to cry: "He, he can't do it!"
Wen Yan calmed down.
Wenjing's voice came from her phone: "I know Tianyuan is sorry for you, but... but I can't watch him die..."
"I understand your mood, but do you remember what I said to you?"
Wen Yan said calmly, "I said that the farther you are from him, the better you are to him. What I want to say now is that since he is so painful because of you, then he is dead or better than living."
Suddenly a low voice from the other end asked, "What did he say?"
Wen Yan heard that it was Ma Yan's voice and immediately woke up.
I think they should be in the hospital, so Ma Yan didn't dare to ask him for Wen Yan, so he had to ask Wen Jing for help.
Wen Jing ignored Ma Yan and choked up and said, "But...but...but..." But I couldn't continue.
Wen Yan said softly: "I believe that you asked Ma Tianyuan himself, and this is the same idea. Wenjing, it's enough for you to have this heart, so that's it." He pressed the hang-up button with his phone away from his ear.
Yan Qingyan, who was opposite, had returned to normal and asked, "What's the matter? It seems to be very serious."
Wen Yan smiled: "It's okay, let's talk about if we have enough time after dinner, should we find a place to rest first?"
Yan Qingyan's cheeks became red again, and she gave him a blank look and said nothing.
She has not forgotten the taste of that night yet. At this time, when she heard Wen Yan say such provocative words, Fang felt a little eager in her heart, which made her unable to say anything she refused.
... ...
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shang Zhuxuan.
Liu Dahai just left the manager's office and was about to go to Michelle's office to talk to her about something, but suddenly he was attracted by the movement at the front door.
A middle-aged man with a obviously fat figure was talking to the receptionist at the front desk, looking anxious.
"I'm really sorry, Master Wen is busy now. Even if you have urgent matters, you have to wait a few more minutes." The receptionist looked apologetic.
"I can't wait!" The middle-aged man almost shouted, "My son is waiting to help him!"
"This..." the receptionist said hesitantly, "But Master Wen is now giving massages to distinguished guests, so it's really inconvenient to call him..."
The middle-aged man couldn't suppress his anxiety anymore. He took a step and walked towards the nearest massage room, reaching out and opening the door.
"Hey! Why are you like this?" The receptionist was anxious and gestured to the security guard not far away, "Stop him!"
"I'll do it." Liu Dahai walked over quickly and made a "don't worry" gesture at the others.
In the massage room, a middle-aged masseur was giving a massage to a woman in her thirties and turned around in shock.
The middle-aged man saw clearly that it was not gentle, and closed the door with a "slam" and turned his head to the next massage room.
"Mr. Ma, please wait." Liu Dahai reached out to stop him with a smile.
"Do you know me?" The middle-aged man stopped in shock.
"Haha, how can you not know Mr. Ma Yanma, a wealthy businessman in the real estate industry in Pingyuan City?" After all, Liu Dahai has been in society for so many years, "But you want to find Wen Yan, you have to wait a little longer. Now he is giving it to you.
Our Deputy Mayor Lou in Pingyuan is massaged. I don’t think you are willing to offend Deputy Mayor Lou, right?”
The man was Ma Yan, and he was stunned by the hearing.
If he offended a local high-ranking local official like Lou Tu, would he still have to do anything in the future?
But after only a moment of staying, his expression regained anxiety and said angrily: "Everyone is the same, I want to see Wen Yan immediately!"
Now it's Liu Dahai's turn to be stunned.
I thought I could calm the other party, but I didn't expect it to be impossible. It seems that this guy really has a very important urgent matter.
At this moment, the door of a massage room not far away opened, and Wen Yan, wearing work clothes, walked out: "Okay, I'll do it."
Ma Yanru saw the savior and a tiger rushed over.
Wen Yan stretched out his hand, pushed him away, and said lightly: "If you want to save Ma Tianyuan, just ask him to come here by himself."
Ma Yan was stunned.
The other party could see that he came for Ma Tianyuan, but he was not surprised, but Wen Yan agreed to save someone so easily, which was so surprising.
You know, even though Wen Yan agreed to forgive him, he had sent out his hot secretary before!
No, is there a problem?
Wen Yan had super-sighted eyesight, so how could he not tell what he was thinking? He held his glasses and said slowly: "If you can't see Ma Tianyuan within half an hour, don't come."
Ma Yan was shocked, and without thinking much, he turned around and left.
Regardless of whether there is any problem or not, my son is in an emergency now and can only bet on life and bet on his character!
Twenty minutes later, a group of people rushed into Shang Zhuxuan. The first one was Ma Tianyuan who was placed flat on the stretcher truck. He was wearing an oxygen hood on his face and several lines were connected to his body. He was being monitored by the small instruments accompanying the car next to him.
He was in his physical condition.
However, judging from his closed eyes and pale face, this guy is definitely not alive.
Wen Yan came out of the lounge, frowned, walked over and pulled off Ma Tianyuan's oxygen hood.
A female nurse next to her said angrily: "What are you doing?" Ma Tianyuan's respiratory failure is now, and he has to rely on that to maintain his vitality. Isn't this affair equivalent to ruining his vitality?
Wen Yan said coldly: "Are you here to the doctor or me?"
The female nurse was speechless immediately.
Ma Yan next to him said anxiously: "Start now?"
Wen Yanli ignored him, pulled off all the lines on Ma Tianyuan, picked up the kid, and walked into a massage room: "Everyone stayed outside!"
Ma Yan dared not disobey and watched the door close.
Son! Don’t make any trouble!
In the massage room, Wen Yan put Ma Tianyuan on the massage table and peeled it to the point of leaving only the inner ku.
This guy is terrifyingly thin, with rugged skeletons everywhere, and some areas are covered with a layer of blue-black.
Wen Yan quickly checked his pulse and energy condition and knew it.
As early as when he first met, he found that Ma Tianyuan was in serious condition. This guy was injured by excessive "consumption". In addition to the continuous weakening of the pulse, he also had local disorders.
However, this situation is much better than Guo Ling's weakening of pulse qi. The latter is that even if he lies down and does not move, the pulse qi will continue to weaken. However, Ma Tianyuan does not mess around, so it will not have much impact. In addition, he has adults and vitality
Recovery is easier, so it is easier to treat.
There is a knife on the head of the word "Se". Even if the person surnamed Ma is saved by him this time, if he does not wake up in the future, he will still fall into this path.
But even though he knew this, Wen Yan still had to save him, because there were still people who would be sad for his death.
After taking a deep breath, Wen Yan pressed his hands on Ma Tianyuan's lower abdomen.
here we go!
... ...
Time passed by little by little, and Shang Zhuxuan was filled with medical staff, Ma Yan and his bodyguards, but it was silent.
In the waiting room, the other guests looked at the group of people curiously.
At 5:30 pm, the door of the massage room finally opened.
Ma Yan was the first to rush over: "Son!"
"Who are you calling me?" Wen Yan, who was slightly tired, just came out of the door and threw him over in anger.
"Yes, yes, I'm wrong, I'm your son." Ma Yan was anxious, how dare he offend him?
"Okay, go in and drag my grandson away." Wen Yan gave in.
"Ah?" Ma Yan was stunned.
"Don't you say you are my son? Of course the one in there is my grandson." Wen Yan looked righteous.
"He...his situation..." Ma Yan didn't have time to care about those things with him. He was very nervous, afraid that Wen Yan would say "Prepare for funeral".
"Drag it back, put it on the bed, and wait for him to wake up." Wen Yan said simply, "After waking up, you can find any doctor you like, and take care of whatever you want."
Ma Yan was overjoyed and greeted him, and the medical staff brought rushed into the massage room together.
Wen Yan shook his head and turned around and walked towards the lounge.
He helped him so much that this guy didn't even have the word "Thank you". It was not for the sake of the other person's face that such a person didn't even want to look at him.
In less than three minutes, the people brought by Ma Yan left clean. Wen Yan came out of the lounge and was about to call the front desk to arrange the next guest. A slim figure walked in at the gate, and it was Wen Jing!