Finally found her car, Fu Zichen took out the car key from Tang Luoran's outer pocket, unlocked it, then opened the car door, grabbed the edge of the roof with one hand, and let her get into the car first.

It took at least half an hour to drive all the way, but it took him less than twenty minutes to reach his destination.

Stopping in the courtyard of the villa, Fu Zichen forgot to even take the car keys, and got out of the car with Tang Luoran in his arms. He stepped up the carpeted marble steps, walked briskly to the door, and pulled out the key to open the door.

"Bang-" The sound of the door closing was loud, alarming everyone up and down the room, including Yin Zi, of course.

"Zichen, why are you with her? And-" Yin Zi stood at the top of the stairs, staring at Fu Zichen with wide eyes, and Tang Luoran in his arms.

Before she finished speaking, Fu Zichen bypassed her and walked upstairs quickly, and asked the maid who came down from upstairs to invite the private doctor over.

Tang Luoran tugged at his collar, she licked her dry lips, and said softly, "I'm a doctor myself, I can do it myself, you just carry me to the bed and lie down, I just have a cold." ”

Since she said so, Fu Zichen couldn't say anything more, so he hurriedly carried her upstairs and went back to the room.

……

Lying on the bed, Tang Luoran was covered in sweat, her chest was heaving heavily, and the heavy quilt covering her body made her a little breathless.

And Fu Zichen sat beside her, soaked the towel in cold water, wrung it out, and put it on her forehead.

In a daze, she opened her eyes and felt distressed when she saw his worried face.

Tang Luoran smiled reluctantly and said, "It's just a fever, you don't have to worry." ”

"I'm sorry I didn't take good care of you." His eyes were half-lowered, and there was tenderness between his eyebrows.

Tang Luoran looked at him, his gaze gradually sinking.

After a day, she couldn't hold it anymore.

When he opened his eyes again, he was greeted by the ceiling, and his consciousness returned to Tang Luoran's mind little by little.

She was dizzy yesterday and lay down all day.

Although the fever has subsided, his head is still groggy and weak.

Reaching out to grab the phone, she accidentally touched something soft, she subconsciously retracted her hand, and then suddenly realized that it was hair.

Tilting his head slightly to look away, he saw Fu Zichen sitting on the carpet, lying on the edge of the bed, he buried his face in his arms, so that Tang Luoran couldn't see his appearance clearly.

He couldn't have waited here all night, right?

As soon as this thought came to mind, Tang Luoran suddenly felt a little incredible, not to mention whether Fu Zichen could do such a thing for her, even if there was, she couldn't believe it.

She knows his heart best, doesn't she?

Surprised, Tang Luoran still reached out and rubbed Fu Zichen's soft hair, trying to wake him up, she said, "Zichen, if you are very sleepy, you can come up to bed and sleep." ”

As soon as he heard her voice, Fu Zichen raised his head sharply as if reflexively, and his lazy demeanor was clear at a glance.

He rubbed his eyes, then shook his head as he responded, "No, are you feeling better now?" Do you want me to get some water and give you a cold compress? ”

More concerned than that, she was the reason why he was so gentle all of a sudden.

After being stunned for a moment, Tang Luoran cheered up and said, "I'm much better, but now my fever is gone, by the way, do you know what time it is?" I still have to go to work, and I can't be late. ”

Fu Zichen subconsciously picked up his mobile phone to check the time, but paused after hearing the second half of her words.

At this time, she still wants to go to work?

Fu Zichen threw his phone to the side, and told her bluntly, "You're late, but it's okay, I've asked Qin Yan to help you ask for leave, and now what you need most is to lie down and rest for me." ”

When he spoke, his tone was serious and serious, but not indifferent, and it felt quite fresh.

Tang Luoran blinked, still unable to get used to his attitude.

However, she understood that the feeling that was rippling in her heart at the moment was not joy or emotion, but panic, for fear that he would suddenly change again, making her more and more flustered.

Although he felt inexplicable, since he was so insistent, Tang Luoran was not easy to disobey, and slowly lay down with his guidance.

When she lay down, Fu Zichen stood up, reached out and stroked her cheek, his slender index finger wandered on her silky cheek, his gaze wandered, tender like water.

But Tang Luoran knew that he was helping her check her temperature.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Are you hungry?" The maid had already cooked the porridge, but he was afraid that you would not rest enough, so he didn't call you to get up. ”

Instead of his usual cold tone, he suddenly became very gentle.

The more this happened, the more panicked Tang Luoran became, but now she was really hungry, after all, she hadn't eaten all day yesterday.

"Okay." simply agreed, Tang Luoran stopped looking at him, closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep again.

In a trance, she heard the faint sound of footsteps and the sound of the door opening - Fu Zichen personally went to bring the porridge himself, this was the first time he had done it for her.

After making sure that Fu Zichen was leaving, Tang Luoran opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

Because of nervousness, her hands clenched the duvet, recalling the scene where Fu Zichen took care of her last night - he helped her apply cold compresses, changed the water again and again, had to warm her ears from time to time, and then wiped her body with a hot towel, which can be described as meticulous.

Originally, she thought it was a dream, because she never thought that Fu Zichen would do such a thing.

But now, Tang Luoran is also a little unsure.

So what is echoing in her heart at this moment, is it moving? Or is it a surprise? Or are you still panicking?

She couldn't tell.

In a trance, there was the sound of opening the door in her ears, Tang Luoran immediately cut off all her thoughts, and turned to look at the door - Fu Zichen walked towards her with a dinner plate.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Fu Zichen put the dinner plate on the bedside table, then turned his head to look at her, showing an indifferent smile, "Do you want to sleep again?" Or do you want to sit up and drink some porridge first? ”

There is no doubt that she chose the latter.

Seeing him pick up the bowl of hot porridge, Tang Luoran hurriedly sat up and stretched out his hand to take the bowl of porridge.

But Fu Zichen seemed to be playing a prank on her, and suddenly moved the bowl back, so that Tang Luoran couldn't catch it, she looked at him suspiciously, "Don't you want me to drink porridge?" ”

How? Now you want to play tricks on her?

Perhaps due to illness, Tang Luoran suddenly became irritable.

But Fu Zichen was not annoyed, he liked the flesh-and-blood girl in front of him very much, instead of the woman who was like a wood and would only obey her orders.

With a light smile, Fu Zichen whispered softly, "You put your hands down, and I'll feed you." ”

After he said that, holding the spoon full of porridge, he carefully used his lips to make sure that his mouth would not burn, and then he came to Tang Luoran, his eyes were gentle, "You eat slowly." ”

Not understanding what was wrong with him, Tang Luoran was confused, stared at him with wide eyes, opened his mouth suspiciously, and drank the densely boiled porridge little by little.

"Don't think about it so much, I don't mean anything else, and there is no medicine in the porridge." Sensing her hesitation, Fu Zichen half-raised his eyes, and his deep obsidian-like pupils flashed a trace of helplessness.

She didn't think much of it.

Although he wanted to defend himself, Tang Luoran was really unable to speak, so he simply didn't say a word, silently accepting his inexplicable gentleness.

……

After drinking the porridge, Fu Zichen instructed the servant to prepare the mouthwash, and he took the dinner plate downstairs, leaving Tang Luoran to sit on the bed alone, with a sudden expression.

To be honest, she didn't hate Fu Zichen treating her like this, but on the other hand, she tried her best to restrain her emotion.

While she couldn't help but feel excited, she felt panicked, worried that he had another purpose in doing this, and worried that once she got used to this life, what would she do if he suddenly changed sex one day?

Raising her hand to cover her face in distress, Tang Luoran felt exhausted, her body was as heavy as lead, and so was her heart.

I thought that Fu Zichen would come up, but I didn't want to wait for half a sound, and there was no movement outside the door.

"Isn't that used to it? Man is such a terrible creature. ”

Muttered, Tang Luoran smiled bitterly, and decided to get out of bed and leave the room, usually at this time she should have worked in the hospital, so she felt flustered inexplicably.

Pulling on her slippers, Tang Luoran walked down the corridor, and when she was close to the staircase, she found Yin Zi leaning against the edge of the fence, holding her arms, tilting her head, and looking at her expressionlessly.

Subconsciously paused, keeping a certain distance, and they met head-on.

"Tell me, what happened to you yesterday? Why is Zichen holding you? And what the hell are you up to? Yin Zi paused word by word, and spoke unceremoniously.

I expected what she would say early in the morning, so Tang Luoran was not surprised.

To be honest, not only Yin Zi was puzzled, but even she herself felt inexplicable.

Standing face-to-face with Yin Zi, Tang Luoran tensed her nerves, she was already disgusted with this endless life.

But now, in order to prevent Yin Zi from making things bigger, she can only choose to compromise.

Don't look away, Tang Luoran looked away, and said coldly, "I don't know, you can ask him in person, I know, that is, I was sick yesterday." ”

Who is she bluffing? Even the domestic servants know about this kind of thing!

Angry, Yin Zi's hands holding her arms tightened, her fingertips with scarlet nail polish pinched her arms tightly, her lips were also blood-red, and she was meanness everywhere.

is such a bitter and mean woman, but she has all the love of Fu Zichen.

Even if she is unwilling, Tang Luoran can only admit it, after all, she doesn't have any bargaining chips now.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence, and was suddenly broken by Yin Zi, who warned sharply and deliberately raised her voice.

"Tang Luoran, I warn you, don't try to snatch anything from me, I have Fu Zichen's love, this is something you can't grab in your life, don't daydream."

It is reasonable to say it, but in fact, how much confidence there is in his heart, Yin Zi himself does not dare to guarantee it.

She can be arrogant to Tang Luoran now, but she just relies on Fu Zichen to drive her out of the house.

But Tang Luoran really didn't know anything, Yin Zi's malicious attack pierced her heart, and she was speechless.

Her face became paler and paler, and she tensed for a moment before responding indifferently.

"I know better than you that I won't grab anything that doesn't belong to me, so don't worry, don't fight with me, if you know, you won't pretend to be me in the first place."

Revisiting old things has always been the biggest stain on Yin Zi's heart, and she can't completely erase it.

The partiality Tang Luoran mentioned it again and again, which made Yin Zi even more annoyed, and he didn't care about refutation, so he walked quickly in front of her and opened his mouth to shout angrily.

"You slut, why are you judging me!"

After that, Yin Zi raised his hand to hit her.