It was until midnight, when Wang Xiaoman's fever subsided, that he moved into the next room, thinking about what the doctor said, he couldn't figure it out.

The next day, she woke up in discomfort, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Mu Zhiyi's handsome face, she was not surprised, but a kind of calmness.

"Are you better? You had a high fever last night. ”

She looked at her weakly, there was no trace of blood on her face, thinking of this, her heart was inexplicably sad, she was pregnant with his child, but the person who was sick and cared for was someone else.

"What time is it?" She asked again.

"It's 8 o'clock." She slowly got up, weak, and walked past him with difficulty, I don't know what unpleasant smell came to her heart, she immediately ran into the bathroom, and then vomited.

Behind the door, Mu Zhiyi asked cautiously: "Xiaoman, are you okay?" He suddenly remembered his puzzled question, the question that had been bothering him all night, could it be that the doctor meant that she was pregnant, and if it was true, whose child was it?

Mo Shaoqian, impossible! When pigs fly!

He knows better than anyone that what his grandfather wants most is nothing more than this, and on the contrary, if Mu Shaoqian knows this great news, he will definitely be very happy, and it will not be the listless appearance he was yesterday.

So why are they doing this?

Ask Wang Xiaoman, she won't say the same, what about Mu Shaoqian? At the same time, there was another burst of vomiting in the bathroom, Mu Zhiyi dared to be 100% sure that she was pregnant, no wonder the doctor didn't prescribe her medicine last night, just taught him some emergency measures, he took a deep breath, fortunately, fortunately he didn't give her medicine, and there was a trace of luck in his heart.

Otherwise, he would have become a murderer.

After a while, neither of them spoke, it was time to go to work, and they left the hotel one after another, and then, near the hotel, had some lighter breakfast.

Half an hour later, the Mound Group, the president's office.....

"Seriously, Mu Shaoqian, what's the matter with you and Xiao Man?"

"It's okay! It's just a matter of clarifying the relationship. Mu Shaoqian said lightly, not wanting to talk about it.

"It's okay! It's just a matter of separating the relationship, what do you treat her for, if you want it, if you don't want it, throw it away? Mu Zhiyi mocked him mockingly, protesting against his deliberate understatement.

"Do you know how sad she is when you don't talk to her, she was still calling your name last night with a fever." Mu Shaoqian heard it in his ears, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart.

High fever, when did it last night? Didn't they go to dinner together last night? How can you have a high fever!

"Since it is a clear relationship, the company has a company system, working hours, if there is nothing to talk about, the president and the secretary can not chat, in order to take into account the majesty of the president, is there anything wrong with this?"

"If it happens to someone else, there's nothing wrong with it, but if it happens to you, there's a big problem." Mu Zhiyi refused to give up and went to the bottom of it.

"You know, you are Mu Shaoqian, you are her favorite person."

"What's the matter with me, whether she loves me or not, that's her business, and it has nothing to do with me." He felt that he must be crazy to say such cruel things.

Mu Zhiyi looked at him with an expression of "you are crazy".

"You...... Did you take the wrong medicine, do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up, I know a few good doctors, do you want me to introduce you...... I'll show you. ”