Bo Jingyu looked indifferent, pulled out the needle in his hand, and let the blood flow out along the needle hole, and the tube didn't care.

"What are you doing here, sir?" The butler came in with a thin porridge and was startled by his masochistic behavior.

"Leave me alone." Bo Jingyu was stunned, the doctor's words made his heart move, if his illness could be delayed for a few more days, their marriage could be delayed.

If Bo Yanyu's movements were fast enough to bring back the witness before they got married, and he knocked down Li Shaoyan, he immediately went to find Xin Manqing to come back and explain everything to her!

"Sir, I'll call the doctor back and put the needle back on you." The butler's eyes were red, and he couldn't bear to see him continue like this.

Bo Jingyu waved his hand weakly and said slowly: "I know what I'm doing, you go out." ”

The housekeeper was still talking, looking at the gloomy color between Bo Jingyu's eyebrows, and finally went out.

The door closed slowly, Bo Jingyu lowered his eyes and looked at the bruised and swollen piece on the back of his hand, the thin blood on it was downward, it had stopped, the high fever made his breath burn, the whole person was groggy, but his consciousness was extremely clear, the huge Jingyuan was originally the home of their family of three, and now he was the only one left......

On the opposite wall, the smile on Xin Manqing's face gradually condensed, and Bo Jingyu saw her in front of him in a trance, and asked himself with tears why he abandoned her.

Consciousness gradually dimmed, Bo Jingyu slowly fell asleep, the housekeeper had been listening to the movement outside the door, and when he saw that he was asleep, he immediately called the doctor waiting in the living room to re-inject Bo Jingyu.

The old man stayed in front of the bed all night, and the next morning, Bo Jingyu woke up to see the housekeeper sitting on the edge of the bed with his head pestle, and the infusion bag was already empty.

"Is the gentleman awake?" The butler touched his forehead, and then he was relieved.

Bo Jingyu sighed helplessly, coughed lightly, sat up from the bed strongly, lifted the quilt and was about to go out.

"Jingyu, why are you so sick!" Xiao Aiyu pushed the door in, sat unceremoniously on the edge of Bo Jingyu's bed, looked at the abnormal flush on his face, turned his head and scolded the housekeeper sharply: "How do you all take care of Mr.!" ”

Bo Jingyu looked at the old man's submissive appearance in front of her, and glanced at Xiao Aiyu coldly: "This is Jingyuan, not your small villa, Miss Xiao doesn't need to be powerful here!" ”

Xiao Aiyu was choked by Bo Jingyu's words, glanced at him aggrievedly, and then waved his hand to let the housekeeper leave.

"Jingyu, this is the chicken soup I specially brought for you, drink a little bit, it's good for your body." Xiao Aiyu didn't seem to see his cold face, so she was busy, blowing a spoonful of cold chicken soup and sending it to Bo Jingyu's lips.

His lips were a little dry, with a layer of dry skin, and his lips were slightly pale, Xiao Aiyu was distressed, and the hand holding the soup spoon trembled a little.

Bo Jingyu turned her face slightly sideways, avoiding the soup spoon she handed over, and said lightly: "You don't have to do this yourself, put it down." ”

Xiao Aiyu had no choice but to put down the spoon and wanted to hold Bo Jingyu's hand, but stopped in mid-air, for fear that he would push himself away again.

"I'm here to discuss next week's marriage with you, Jingyu, you have to get better soon." Xiao Aiyu softened her voice, for fear of making Bo Jingyu angry again, and her face was a little flattering.

Bo Jingyu took the day's arrangement from her, took a few glances at it, put it down, and said slowly: "I know, just do what you want." ”

Since they were preparing for the wedding, Bo Jingyu has never bothered at all, Xiao Aiyu is in charge of it alone, and there is no fake hand in others.

Xiao Aiyu took a deep breath and calmed down her restless emotions, they are going to get married in a few days, Bo Jingyu still has this attitude, how can she not be angry?

"What do you mean by that? Do everything as I want, you don't care about our marriage at all! Xiao Aiyu held his hand and couldn't help but redden, she is a girl, she wants to handle the long-awaited wedding with her sweetheart, what's wrong?

Bo Jingyu withdrew his hand, looked indifferent, and said coldly: "You can also see that I am sick and unwell, so it is better to delay our wedding later." ”

Xiao Aiyu was stunned, as soon as she heard the news that Bo Jingyu was sick, she hurried over with the affairs at hand, but she didn't expect that what was waiting for her was the news of the delay in the marriage.

"How can this be! The invitations have already been sent, how can you let me take it back! Xiao Aiyu got up and roared hysterically, showing his arrogance.

Bo Jingyu looked at her quietly, but her distant eyes didn't seem to fall on Xiao Aiyu's body, and only after she had vented enough did she say silently: "You don't want me to get married with illness and affect your long-planned wedding." ”

Xiao Aiyu looked at his perfunctory appearance, and a wave of annoyance rushed to the top of her head, but Bo Jingyu's pale face and dark blue eyes made her unable to refuse, and it was worth compromising: "You, how long do you want to delay?" ”

Bo Jingyu estimated a little in his heart, and said for a while: "Half a month." ”

Xiao Aiyu clenched her hands, her nails dug into the flesh fiercely, the faint pain made her chaotic mind a little clearer, and shook her head: "Jingyu, why do we delay for so long?" You're strong enough to recover in a week, and only when we're really together can the mutually beneficial cooperation between Shaw and Bo really stabilize, you say? ”

A smile bloomed on Bo Jingyu's lips, as he estimated, no matter how long he proposed to delay, Xiao Aiyu would cut it down in half the time.

A week is enough for Bo Yanyu to act, but later it will change, if their marriage date is delayed all the time, it will inevitably make Li Shaoyan's eyes return to Xin Manqing.

"Okay, it's a week, Xiao Lao still needs you to explain." Bo Jingyu's voice was slightly soft, Xiao Aiyu received an affirmative answer, her emotions gradually calmed down, her face was crimson, it seemed that Bo Jingyu did not have her place in his heart, and he would still listen to her suggestions.

"Father gave it to me, don't worry, I will be a good wife in the future." Xiao Aiyu looked at the handsome face of the person in front of her, a sweetness slowly overflowed from her heart, her knife-like eyebrows and eyes looked at her fixedly, and even the green stubble on her chin looked extremely sexy.

"Okay, I'm fine here, you want to be busy." Bo Jingyu didn't want to deal with it anymore, so he coldly ordered the eviction of customers, and his faint eyebrows were a little impatient.

Xiao Aiyu didn't notice it, shook his hand, and looked at him reluctantly: "You take good care of your body, if the illness is not well after a week, I don't care about you." ”

Bo Jingyu didn't say anything, snorted coldly, Xiao Aiyuquan When he had already agreed, he walked out slowly with joy on his face, and asked the housekeeper a few words before leaving.