The weather outside suddenly became gloomy and the ward was dark.
Su Bai was waiting for Zhang Mingmei, and the more he waited, the more anxious he became. Fu Yanye and Yan Zheng were staring at him one by one.
——
Shengyuan.
"I'm back."
Zhuo Jian was ordered to go home.
"Mrs. Young Madam, you are back just in time and you have a letter."
After Zhuo Jian returned, the aunt took out a letter from her pocket and gave it to her.
Zhuo Jian was a little dizzy, looked at him, took him and walked towards the living room while taking him apart.
After being taken apart, it turned out to be an old photo.
It was Lin Ruxiang and Fu Yanye.
This is not the first time she has received such a photo. She pinched it in her hand and flipped it over, thinking that it was Lin Ruxiang who sent it before, what about this time?
This time, it must be too.
Zhuo Jian put it on the coffee table without much care, then sat down on the sofa and leaned back.
Suddenly my scalp became tight and my back was covered in sweat.
The aunt came out with tea, saw that her face was not right, and asked softly: "Does Madam feel uncomfortable?"
"Um?"
As soon as Zhuo Jian opened his eyes, his eyes turned dark and closed again.
The aunt felt something was wrong and immediately walked over and touched her forehead, "Oh, why is it so hot?"
Before Zhuo Jian could say anything, he heard the aunt's voice getting farther and farther away: "Young master, the young lady has a fever, it seems to be quite serious."
"I'll go back right away."
Fu Yanye was still in the hospital, and after hearing the phone call, he immediately left Su Bai and went home.
Su Bai was still waiting for Zhang Mingmei, but he kept calling.
Half an hour later.
Fu Yanye returned home, handed the coat to the aunt and asked, "Where is the madam?"
"Lying on the sofa, I just took my temperature, thirty-eight degrees and five degrees."
The aunt responded while facing him.
Fu Yanye went to the living room with a calm face and then found her on the sofa.
He browsed when he saw the photo on the coffee table.
"You are back, how about Brother Su Bai?"
Zhuo Jian raised his eyelids, and although he didn't see clearly, he knew it was him.
"The body should recover quickly, but the mood is not very good."
Fu Yanye looked at the photo and his eyes became colder and colder.
He couldn't even remember when this was the photo.
"What's wrong?"
Zhuo Jian asked again dejectedly.
Fu Yanye came to his senses and sat down beside her, "I don't care about him in advance, what about you?"
"I am also a minor problem compared to Brother Su Bai's injury, and I have taken medicine."
Her voice was burning and a little hoarse to respond to him.
"Are you sure it's a minor problem? Let's go to the hospital."
Fu Yanye's speech was a little serious, and he touched her forehead and burned his palm.
"If you don't go to the hospital, my aunt asked me to take the medicine just now, and I should be retreating soon."
"Do you think you know better than a doctor?"
Fu Yanye said as he wanted to pull his hand back.
"Don't take it away, keep putting it on it, it's so comfortable."
Zhuo Jian hugged his hand that he wanted to let go and put it on his forehead, which was very cool and comfortable.
"You're burning very badly."
Fu Yanye knew that she was greedy for the little coldness, and while she was worried, she stretched her other hand into her clothes, her body was even hotter like a stove, and his face became even more ugly as the heat on her body.
"If you can't retreat, go again, cold."
Zhuo Jian's body arched slightly, and his hands that were stretched into his clothes were cold, but his speech was dumb and a little coquettish.
"Take you upstairs to rest?"
Fu Yanye immediately took out his hand and pulled her clothes.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded and raised his arm lazily.
Fu Yanye stepped forward and hugged her, gently pressed her neck, and whispered: "Forget it if I burn it to death."
Zhuo Jian smiled foolishly and hugged him tightly.
"Don't let my son come back first, it's not good if I'm infected."
Zhuo Jian reminded.
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed with this.
He just looked down at the photo and his face turned dark.
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Later, when she returned to the bedroom, Fu Yanye lay with her for a while. She was so burned that she was confused. Fu Yanye kissed her forehead with distress.
Zhuo Jian drilled in his arms, and then a pair of hot little hands began to move around his shirt.
Fu Yanye frowned: "Zhuo Jian?"
"Well, I'm so hot and want it to be cool."
Zhuo Jian murmured in a pity, and pushed his hands up so hard that he couldn't untie it, his forehead was drilled into his arms, and muttered: "Take it off."
Fu Yanye took a breath of cold air, feeling that her whole body was about to be warmed by her.
"Zhuo Jian."
Fu Yanye grabbed her hand.
"Honey, I'll give it a cool."
"Well, I'll take it off myself, wait."
Fu Yanye's voice was calm and his expression became more and more serious, but his sexy fingers were indeed unbuttoning themselves.
He didn't expect that he didn't give her the beautiful and romantic things he wanted to give her, but he took it apart and cooled her down.
Zhuo Jian stuck to him, tightly fitting.
Even if he was not cold in front of him, she pushed him and muttered: "Turn around, turn around..."
Fu Yanye was so uncomfortable that he was so angry that he was pushed by her soft little hand a few times, but he could only turn around and was hugged by her from behind.
At this time, the two of them were wearing nothing.
But he can do nothing.
Oh.
This morning I felt that her face was bad. She was accompanying Zhang Mingmei at that time, so he didn't want to say much, so she caught a cold.
So, she didn't even notice that she was sick in order to accompany others.
He was going to succeed that night, but unexpectedly something happened to Su Bai suddenly and she had a fever again.
Then now, it is used as a cooling device.
The moment she pressed on his back, he almost couldn't stand it.
To be honest, he really wants to be a bad guy now.
But she slept very well.
He turned around and she continued to pounce on him and lay down in his arms.
Well, his chest is cold now, and it's just right to continue cooling her.
He can only get up when she stops pestering him.
She gently helped her put on her pajamas and pants, and then quietly left the bedroom.
After Fu Yanye went downstairs, he instructed his aunt: "Cook some porridge and wait until the young lady wakes up and drinks."
"Hey, I'll go now."
The aunt agreed to go to the kitchen to make porridge.
Fu Yanye dialed the doctor's number again and called to the living room.
The photo on the coffee table was still there. He looked at it with a cold look from the top of his eyes. After making the phone call, he found an envelope from the trash can.
There is no message written on the sender.
When the aunt came out, he asked, "Is this delivered to my house?"
"When I came back from buying vegetables in the morning, the service desk gave me it was said that a child was sending it to me."
"kid?"
Fu Yanye frowned.
The aunt had already seen the person in the photo and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Young Master, could it be that Lin Ruxiang really came to send it to me?"
"Have you ever said anything about the young lady?"
Fu Yanye thought about it and only asked this question.
"That's not. The young lady looked bad as soon as she came back. She took apart and took a look and put it there."
Auntie told her truthfully.
Soon after, the doctor came home to do a test for Zhuo Jian and took blood tests.
When the doctor came to check, he looked at the door of the bedroom and answered Yan Zheng's phone call, saying, "Zhang Mingmei has gone abroad, and he has followed Zhan Fei."
"Where is Su Bai?"
"I didn't make a fuss, I was just half dead and I was inactive."
"Well, Zhuo Jian feels a little uncomfortable, you can take care of him first."
Fu Yanye thought about it, but in fact, when it comes to Zhang Mingmei's affairs, he could only wait for Su Bai to cheer up himself up.
Once Zhang Mingmei leaves, Su Bai will definitely be half dead, just like...
Suddenly I remembered that I had received a certificate from the sleepy person inside and sent her away.
Yes, at that time, he was obviously not sure that he loved her, so how did he feel like his heart was hollowed out?
When she just left, he was actually not happy.
But at that time, Lin Ruxiang was pestering him all day long, so he could only force himself to cheer up.
Lin Ruxiang?
That woman is really capable.
But this time, she could no longer ask him to send away the person lying inside.
She woke up again in the middle of the night, and saw him beside him in the dark, and he was hiking into his arms. He was so hungry that he was hot, and he was still rumbling and muttering, "I'm a little hungry."
"I've cooked porridge and I'll give you a bowl?"
Fu Yanye whispered to her.
"I want to eat the scallion noodles you cooked."
Zhuo Jian muttered, unable to open his eyes.
"Okay, go and cook it for you right away."
Fu Yanye was about to get up.
But before he could get up, his waist was suddenly hugged, and Zhuo Jian leaned into his arms: "Don't leave."