C18 They Fainted

When she heard the door open, she quickly put on her mask and went out to the next floor to clean the bathroom.

When it was 3 o'clock, Tang Nuanyang already did not know what floor she was on. Perhaps it was because she had been tough since she was young and supported her not to give up easily. She really felt that when she wanted to give up, she would console herself. The difficulties would eventually pass as long as she continued to persevere.

8 PM.

Luo Juntian had a meeting in the afternoon. When he came out, it was already past 4 PM. He looked around the computer but did not see Tang Nuanyang. He guessed that she could not hold on any longer and hid somewhere else to rest.

After work, he thought she had gone home. He thought about it and canceled his date. He turned his car around and drove home. Compared to eating and sleeping with a woman, he felt it was more interesting to go home and scold her.

In the end, when he got home, she was not back yet.

At 10 o'clock, he stood in front of the window and looked outside. Did she know that he would cause trouble for her, so she did not dare to come back?

But Tang Nuanyang was not a coward. She was happy to fight with him. She was the strongest woman he had ever seen. She would not feel afraid. He hesitated again and again. He still drove to the company to take a look.

He looked up layer by layer. On such a hot day, it was stuffy and unpleasant to not turn on the air conditioner in the bathroom. He was sweating all over after running for less than three floors. He took off his coat, tie, and rolled up his sleeves. He continued to look for her. For the first time, he understood the meaning of self-eating bitter fruit.

When he found about twenty floors, his hair was wet and his clothes were stuck to his body. He felt extremely uncomfortable. When he saw that the door to the safe passage was half-closed, he quickened his pace and ran in. He saw a figure in blue cleaning clothes lying on the stairs.

"Tang Nuanyang." His heart was in the air. He quickly ran down and ran up to her. He patted her face, but she was already unconscious. When he called her for the second time, his voice was both gentle and painful.

In the hospital.

The nurses who came and went would occasionally peek at the beautiful man sitting outside the emergency room. His white shirt and collar were wide open. He was both elegant and wild. Even though his charming eyes looked as cold as ice, they were still charming enough to make people indulge themselves.

The door of the emergency room opened. Luo Juntian immediately stood up and walked towards the doctor. He said, "How is she?"

"She has a heatstroke. Although it is not a serious illness, if she does not get treated in time, she will die. " Next time, you have to be careful. She is fine now. "We will send her to the ward later."

"Okay, thank you," Luo Juntian said. Luo Juntian thanked the doctor politely and felt relieved.

In the ward, the oxygen bottle made a sound. Tang Nuanyang quietly lay on the bed like a white pear flower. Her face was calm and there was an IV drip on her wrist. The cold liquid flowed into her veins.

Luo Juntian sat on the bed. He slowly raised his arm. The tip of his finger landed on the spot where her face was bruised. He paused for a full minute. In the end, he did not touch her. Instead, he retracted his hand.

Tang Nuanyang suddenly frowned in her sleep. Her face was full of grief as she muttered in her sleep, "Dad, don't die. You brought me along. Dad, I beg you to take me with you."

She kept repeating those words and her tears kept falling. It could be seen that it was such a tragic dream.

Luo Juntian looked at her face in surprise. His eyes flickered and trembled. He did not know what to do.

They seemed to be in a symbiotic relationship. If one side became stronger, the other side would also become stronger. If one side lost direction, the other side would lose direction as well.