vrcanaries Chapter 227 Sunset Carnival Night
Chapter 227 Sunset Carnival Night
After Xie Peng was admitted to the hospital, he was placed in the VIP ward.
"Mr. Xie, do you need me to notify your family?" The doctor knew that he was a wealthy man and was paying special attention to him because of his special condition.
"No need. I'm fine and can be discharged now." Xie Peng looked at his watch. "Where's my cell phone?" he asked the nurse again.
"Mr. Xie, your cell phone is kept in the cabinet for you." The nurse opened the drawer at the head of the bed and took it out for him.
"Mr. Xie, your condition is a bit complicated." The doctor was a little worried when he saw that he insisted on leaving.
"Complicated? What's wrong with me? Could it be that they found out that I have Cance…"
"That's not what I meant, Mr. Xie. What I meant was that when the ambulance took you to the hospital, our initial diagnosis was respiratory alkalosis. This disease is usually related to stress, and sometimes there are some physiological pathogenic factors."
"I know that. The ER just told me something like the pH level in the blood was elevated. I can't remember clearly."
"Yes." The doctor looked at him worriedly. "But I found that you also developed panic disorder after respiratory alkalosis. Mr. Xie, please don't blame me for speaking frankly. May I ask if you have had any mental problems before..."
"No!" Xie Peng interrupted the doctor's question fiercely and denied it.
"Mr. Xie, I know this is your privacy. However, psychological problems can be serious or minor, and should be intervened as soon as possible. When you had a panic attack just now, you must have felt a very uncomfortable sense of impending death."
"Shouldn't that feeling be respiratory alkalosis?" Xie Peng found it difficult to tell.
"After respiratory alkalosis, you ingested excessive carbon dioxide, which induced panic disorder." The doctor frowned.
"You mean, next time, I might do this again?"
"Mr. Xie, this doctor is my old classmate and a very professional psychiatrist. If you need anything, I can introduce her to you." The doctor handed him a note. "She is also Chinese."
Xie Peng looked at the name on the piece of paper and couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, thank you." Although he thanked the doctor, he crumpled the note into a ball and threw it on the ground.
At dusk, the sunset carnival night at the Yas Water House Resort begins on time.
Yasi has the most beautiful sunset viewing platform on this stretch of coastline. With bands, handsome guys, delicious food, good wine, and such an atmosphere, the audience, especially the girls, were in high spirits.
Bu Yufan entered the venue holding Wen Lan's hand.
Xingchen spotted them on the stage at a glance. While he was dancing on the stage, he flirted with Wen Lan as if playing a game, which made her very happy.
"President, Miss Wen, I'll show you two to your seats." Xu Lisha was no longer as infatuated and arrogant as before.
"Kurisa, this carnival night was well organized. You must have put a lot of thought into it."
Wen Lan noticed the change in Xu Lisha when she reviewed the activity plan.
"Miss Wen, this is my job. I was a little too self-righteous before, and I will learn more from you in the future."
Xu Lisha worked with various departments to carefully implement Wen Lan's changes to the plan, and then she discovered that this "Miss Wen" did have something.
"Ms. Wen, why didn't I notice these changes when we came here to taste the food at noon?" Bu Yufan was quite surprised when he looked at the furnishings in the outdoor area.
"Mr. Bu, such a small matter certainly does not require your personal attention."
Wen Lan poured him a glass of champagne.
"As for me, I am starting from a female perspective and aesthetics." She lowered her voice and whispered in his ear. "Whether this is a plan for Kegley or not, you said it must be stylish. Is my idea good?"
Wen Lan was referring to her arrangement of the outdoor area. After consulting Gu Zuoshan on the feasibility, she turned her idea into reality.
The crystal clear acrylic dining chairs are mainly orange and red, occasionally dotted with a few emerald green and sky blue backless high stools. Matching the flower arrangements, flameless aromatherapy and electronic candlesticks on the table, they are very photogenic.
Not far away is the sea of oranges. The atmosphere here is romantic and high-end, and every guest who enters has an expression of enjoyment and pleasure on their face.
"Miss Wen, we are together every day. When did you do these things?"
"Mr. Bu, while you were asleep, while you were taking a bath. Isn't that simple?"
"Miss Wen, this kind of thing in your hands is like playing house."
"Mr. Bu, who told you to give me all the IELTS scores and let me have the final say?"
"Pretty girl, am I too gentle with you? Am I not tormenting you to exhaustion?"
He suddenly said this. This kind of atmosphere is very suitable for flirting.
She stood up, drank a glass of champagne, and walked over to him.
"Handsome guy, every time you go to bed with me, you torture me to death." She sat on his lap and casually put her arm on his shoulder.
"Really?" He lifted her chin. "What have I done to you?"
"Of course! You gave me the best love!" She held his wrist and kissed his fingers.
"Oh!" He made an expression of sudden realization. "You are very grateful for my fingers."
"Bu Yufan!" Wen Lan laughed like crazy. "You! Bad man."
"Wen Xiaolan, you might as well consider whether you should kiss all the places you need to be grateful for tonight."
"Aren't you grateful to me?" she retorted.
"Oh!" He suddenly realized something. "I almost forgot that my pretty girl is also a very smart woman. Are you inviting me?"
Wen Lan looked at him drunkenly. "Bu Yufan, from here on, close your eyes and I'm going to kiss you." Her fingers landed on his lips.
"Whether you can let me close my eyes depends on whether you have the ability to do so." He challenged her.
It was Wen Lan who initiated the kiss from the very beginning.
Before she could even show any sign of reaction, he took over the initiative, grabbing the sweetness and air in her mouth with ferocious desire.
She felt her mouth getting drier and drier, and the friction with him gave her a clearer and clearer sense of intimacy.
She couldn't help but moan softly, and although the volume was small, every sound stimulated his male instinct.
"You scream so beautifully?" He let go of her lips, but chased the tip of her nose.
"I don't have the ability to make you close your eyes, but I have the ability to make you..." She lowered her eyes and looked down at him.
"What about you?" he asked her vaguely.
"Me? You're so mean! You kissed me till my mouth was dry, and I gave you everything."
"Fuck?" His face moved closer to hers, as close as it could be. "Is there no place...?"
"Yes! Husband!" Her dry tongue circled his earlobe.