He had a high fever after returning from "Xinghe" that day.
At first, he only felt sweating and cold. Zhao Ling saw that something was wrong with him, so he probed his forehead with his hand and found that it was a little hot.
38 degrees.
He refused to go to the hospital.
"I just need to lie down for a while."
Zhao Ling covered him with a quilt: "I'll ask Dr. Shao to come over."
Jiang Heyu: "No, it's not a big deal. I just feel tired. I'll be fine after a nap."
He has indeed had some abnormal psychology in recent years. He likes to torture himself. The physical pain and discomfort will make him feel better mentally.
He thought that even though it was so uncomfortable, it was not as uncomfortable as losing breath in the water.
He had been depressed for the past few days and finally collapsed.
Shao Xueqing rarely takes the initiative to contact him now.
Jiang He and Jiang He initially thought that the relationship was cold because his leg had recovered and he was no longer his exclusive doctor.
Later, I thought that maybe he had broken up with Dong Manyi, whom he liked, and he might have something in mind.
He was too lazy to care.
He doesn't need anything now, not even friendship.
A walking corpse has only a body and no spiritual support, how can it have desires?
Zhao Ling looked at Jiang He with his eyes closed and a painful look on his face: "Then I'll go buy some medicine and come back later."
Jiang He and No Ying.
Zhao Ling quietly retreated.
Jiang He was in a daze and felt someone wiping the sweat from his forehead.
He felt extremely hot now. He raised his heavy eyelids and looked at a blurry figure in front of him.
"Would you like some water?" The voice was gentle.
"Yinyin...is that you?"
Jiang Heyu's eyes opened and closed, closed and opened again, and he felt very tired.
But the person in front of him was Yin Yin. She used to like to squat beside his bed and ask him if he wanted to get up, if he wanted to have breakfast, if he wanted to drink water.
He shook his head, blinked several times, and reached out to pull her: "Yin Yin..."
A pair of soft little hands held him, and his voice was trembling: "Crane and..."
It's Yin Yin's hand! When she first came to Jiang's house, her palms were a little calloused, but he later made them white and tender.
He held it, touched it, intertwined their fingers, it was so soft!
He sat up with difficulty, and the blurry figure in front of him thoughtfully placed a pillow behind his back.
Yinyin is still as attentive and considerate as before.
Jiang Heyu's nose was sore: "Where have you been...How could you leave me alone...I miss you so much..."
The man hugged him gently: "I'm here, He Yu, I'm always here..."
Jiang Heyu's arms tightly hugged her slim waist: "Don't leave me again, it's so hard to live alone..."
He couldn't tell whether this was a dream or reality.
He had dreamed of Hua Lai several times, but none of them had been as real as now.
He felt that the person in his arms was real, warm and responsive.
Cen Jing'er's heart almost jumped out of her chest when Jiang Heyu hugged her like this.
She had been waiting for this embrace for too many years, and now she finally got what she wanted.
Even if it's just someone else's stand-in, it's enough to make her excited.
People are greedy. After she got this hug, she naturally wanted more.
Her hands gently rubbed Jiang Heyu's back through the fabric.
This is the man she wants and wants everything from him.
Including his heart and his body.
She had a plan in mind.
Such a good opportunity is in front of you. If you don't seize it, you will be a fool!
If the rice is cooked, she doesn't believe that Jiang Heyu will not be responsible for herself.
She patted his back gently, breathed into his ear with her cherry-red lips, and said faintly: "Crane and..."
Just such a title was enough to make Jiang Heyu, who was unconscious, confused.
He separated her and held her face with trembling hands: "Yin Yin..."
Cen Jing'er closed her eyes and waited for the man's lips to fall.
However, what awaited was another man’s scolding: “What are you doing!”
Cen Jing'er was originally kneeling on the edge of the bed, but this shout frightened her so much that she fell off the bed, and then looked at Zhao Ling with a bag of medicine in his hand in horror.
Like a frightened little white rabbit, she looked at Zhao Ling blankly and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Brother-in-law... he recognized me as his sister... I... I..."
Zhao Ling walked over, grabbed her and walked out. Jiang Heyu on the bed behind him shouted like a fool: "Yin Yin...where are you taking Yin Yin..."
Cen Jing'er never thought that a man could be so strong, nor did she think that she would be treated so rudely by others.
Zhao Ling pulled her into the hall without mercy and threw her onto the sofa.
Zhao Ling's voice and eyes were like a thousand-year-old cold blade: "Cen Jing'er, if you dare to get even one inch closer to him! I guarantee you will regret knowing me!"
Cen Jing'er was still defending in horror: "No, it's my brother-in-law..."
Zhao Ling: "He is crazy! Are you crazy too! Can't you see that he is insane? Cen Jing'er, I, Zhao Ling, am not a good person. You are good-looking, and now you have fame, status and money. You should not want to
One day, get out of the bed of an old and ugly man."
Cen Jinger was really scared now!
She still retains her virginity, thinking that if she can't marry Jiang Heyu, she will be willing to marry a man who is similar to him!
And what those men value most is a woman’s complete body!
Cen Jing'er: "No, Brother Zhao Ling... I really didn't mean it today..."
She cried so hard that her body was still trembling, but Zhao Ling was completely unmoved.
Zhao Ling: "You don't have to act in front of me about your own thoughts. I can see it clearly. Besides, don't take chances. Even if he really thinks you are someone else and did something, he won't do anything afterwards."
Here it is! Besides, you should know that she is back."
His last words were spoken very softly, but they still made Cen Jing'er open her eyes in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible, she has obviously..."
Zhao Ling: "Others will admit their mistakes, so will you? You are somewhat self-aware. If you still want to stay in this industry in 'Galaxy', then you should be quiet and stay in your place. It is best not to
Attract Jiang Heyu’s attention, otherwise... everything about you will be in vain!"
Cen Jing'er still looked like that: "It's impossible, she can't be... some woman made her look like her, right..."
There have been many people who wanted to please Jiang Heyu over the years. Some people deliberately sent people who looked similar to Hua Lai to him, and the reward was that they would lose the opportunity to cooperate forever.
Zhao Ling stopped talking nonsense to her: "Get out!"
Seeing his fierce look, Cen Jing'er lost even the politeness she used to pretend. She didn't dare challenge his emotions anymore, so she quickly picked up her bag and stumbled away.
After cleaning up Cen Jing'er, Zhao Ling returned to Jiang Heyu's room.
The man had fallen asleep leaning on the head of the bed.
Zhao Ling felt that the scene of the man and woman hugging each other just now was really eye-catching. He lifted up Jiang Heyu's quilt, directly carried him on his shoulders and walked to the bathroom.
After this torment, Jiang Heyu woke up again in a daze, and began to struggle with his hands and feet.
"Put me down..." The voice was weak and weak.
Zhao Ling threw him directly into the bathtub, turned on the shower, and sprayed Jiang Heyu directly, regardless of the hot or cold water. This chapter has been completed!