As soon as Fu Chen pushed the door open, he brought in a cold air all over his body.

He put his big hands on the bed, put his hands around the sides of Yan Mu's head, pressed his body down, and his face came to Yan Mu's eyes.

He said angrily, "What did you tell my father?"

As soon as the words fell, he noticed the strange red face on the bed, and his expression changed instantly.

He frowned thickly, and said coldly: "What tricks are you playing?"

The maid on the side hurriedly answered: "Young master, the young lady came back last night and had a fever, and it seems that the fever is not light." ”

Fu Chen let out a cold snort from his nose: "Such a faceless and skinless person can still get sick." ”

Yan Mu moved her body in some pain, the bed under her was already a little hot, and her hand moved and touched Fu Chen's cold arm.

The hand that touched him was horribly hot.

Fu Chen's face changed instantly, and with a force on his hand, he shook off Yan Mu's hand fiercely, and opened his mouth with great displeasure: "If you don't send it to the hospital, wouldn't it be unlucky to die here?"

The maid was so frightened that she hurried over, went to pull Yan Mu on the bed, and said cautiously: "Young lady, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Yan Mu had already burned to the point that he only had half a breath left, and at this time, where could he still get out of bed.

Seeing this, the maid wanted to pick her up, but after trying for a long time, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she was still on the bed.

Fu Chen's face sank, he strode closer, and let out a low roar from his throat: "Waste!"

The maid hurriedly stepped aside.

Fu Chen bowed slightly, picked up Yan Mu from the bed, threw it on his shoulder, and strode the meteor out of her.

The maid's mouth opened in an O-shape and she watched him leave in shock.

As soon as Fu Chen got downstairs, Ling Yuwei greeted her with a worried face: "Ah Chen, Miss Yan, what's wrong?"

Fu Chen walked straight out of the door, and instructed Ling Yuwei in a soft voice: "I'll be back soon, don't go around here, be careful." ”

Ling Yuwei hurriedly strode to follow, but before she could follow the door, Fu Chen had already carried Yan Mu out of the door, and the door slammed shut.

Ling Yuwei was a little embarrassed at the door, and a maid saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help her and said, "Miss Ling, the young master is also worried about you, afraid that you will be tired of running with you." ”

Ling Yuwei frowned, as if she had lost her temper, "Need you to comfort her?"

The maid was bored and stepped aside.

In the hospital, the doctor took a fever reducer for Yan Mu, hung up a drip, and bowed to Fu Chen slightly: "Mr. Fu, don't worry, Mrs. Fu should have suffered from the cold and burned a little harder, but fortunately, there has not been much physical reaction, and it should cool down soon." ”

Fu Chen indifferently swept over the person on the bed, and said in a cold voice: "The person is here, whether it is dead or alive is also the matter of your hospital." ”

The doctor looked up at him in disbelief, met the frosted eyes, and immediately looked back.

As soon as Fu Chen turned around and was about to leave, Yan Mu sat up with some difficulty, looked at him and opened his mouth.

When the words that wanted to keep him came to his mouth, he knew that it would only be in vain, so he swallowed it back, only pulled the corners of his mouth and spit out two words with some difficulty: "Thank you." ”

Fu Chen's footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't respond after all, and strode out of the ward.

Yan Mu smiled a little bitterly, probably as he said, if you want to die, you should die outside, you can't dirty Mingyuan.

All night, her fever went away and came and went.

And Fu Chen never came back.

Yan Mu waited until noon the next day, but it was Ling Yuwei who was waiting.

The high heels stepped on the ground, making a crisp sound, the sound came from far and near, and Ling Yuwei walked in slowly, with a gentle and concerned smile on her face.

The moment she saw Yan Mu, worry appeared on her face: "Miss Yan, why are you here alone, has the fever subsided? Didn't Ah Chen call someone to take care of you?"

Yan Mu looked away with some embarrassment: "I'm fine, it's all right." ”

Ling Yuwei handed over the lunch box in her hand and said, "Ah Chen won't let me go out, it's rare for him to go to the company, and I can't help much, so I made some soup and sent it over." ”

Yan Mu took it and smiled bitterly: "Thank you." ”

Ling Yuwei didn't sit down, and said goodbye as if she was a little embarrassed: "Then I'll go back first, I also came out secretly, and the maid should find out after a long time." ”

Yan Mu smiled and nodded, but Ling Yuwei opened her mouth as if she was a little embarrassed: "Is it convenient for Miss Yan to send me down?" I'm really sorry, I came to visit you, I just went upstairs, the hospital said that the elevator was out of service, I was wearing high heels, and I was a little scared to go down the stairs. ”

Yan Mu was stunned for a moment, but still got up: "It's okay, your body is inconvenient, I'll send you down." ”

Ling Yuwei thanked her with some guilt, and Yan Mu had a momentary illusion, as if something that was not quite the same as usual flashed in her eyes.