"Satsuki, what's wrong with you?"

Chi Wenyao threw away his wheelchair and hurried downstairs, holding Jiang Xinyue on the ground in his arms, looking at her distressedly.

"Senior brother, don't blame Xiao Qi, she's just angry." Jiang Xinyue lay in Chi Wenyao's arms and whispered, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Chi Wenyao suddenly looked up and saw Cheng Qishi in a wheelchair and was heartbroken, "Even if we do something sorry for you, you can't push her downstairs!" I really misread you. ”

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Qishi looked shocked, opened his mouth wide and was stunned.

In this way, watching Chi Wenyao leave with Jiang Xinyue in his arms, he couldn't spit out half a word.

------

Lu Zecheng was on his way home, holding his sleeping daughter in his arms, but his eyes kept staring out the window, his expression frozen.

In previous years, only snowflakes were falling on this day, which was very beautiful and romantic; This year, it was sleet, which gave people a very cold and desolate feeling, mixed with a cold wind, which made people shiver.

Today is that person's birthday, and he accompanied his daughter to eat cake.

During this time, his daughter asked him, "Dad, does anyone have a birthday today, why do we eat cake?" ”

He touched his daughter's head, "Well, there is a person who has a birthday today, but she can't come back, shall we eat the cake for her?" ”

The daughter nodded obediently and gulped the cake into her mouth.

Zhang Yipeng, the secretary who was driving, glanced at the vibrating mobile phone.

Cheng Qishi?

Zhang Yipeng couldn't help but wonder when he saw the voice call.

What did that Cheng Qishi, who couldn't speak, call himself for?

He subconsciously looked at Lu Zecheng, who was holding his daughter behind him, "Mr. Lu! ”

"Take it, it's okay."

Lu Zecheng spoke lightly and covered his daughter's ears quietly.

Zhang Yipeng slid the answer button.

A choked voice came from the other end of the phone, making the two men in the car stunned instantly.

"You're alright, Miss Cheng." Zhang Yipeng became nervous, if this disturbed the little baby of Mr. Lu's family to sleep, it would be worth it.

As a result, he greeted him, and the crying became louder.

Lu Zecheng suddenly looked at the mobile phone in front of him and was stunned, was that Xiao Qi's crying?

"Xiao Qi, is that you? Tell me where you are? I'll go over now. His intuition told him that the person on the other end of the phone must be his Xiaoqi.

Zhang Yipeng opened his mouth, was stunned for two seconds, and reminded softly embarrassed: "Mr. Lu, Miss Cheng doesn't seem to be able to speak." ”

Then he said into the phone: "Miss Cheng, you send the location over, let's go over now." Zhang Yipeng hurriedly added to the phone.

He glanced at Lu Zecheng in the back seat, and saw that he looked nervous, staring at the mobile phone on the support with a cold gaze.

Zhang Yipeng pondered: He shouldn't have any wrong intentions, isn't that what Mr. Lu just meant?

"How do you have Xiao Qi's phone?" Lu Zecheng asked quickly in the next second after Zhang Yipeng hung up the phone.

"Little Seven?" Zhang Yipeng was shocked again, why did Mr. Lu call Cheng Qishi like this, and when did their relationship become so good.

I didn't dare to ask more, so I opened my mouth to answer, "Mr. Lu, Cheng Qishi is the children's writer signed by our company some time ago, and the two of us met at that time. ”

Inadvertently glanced at it, and saw that Lu Zecheng's cold eyes were staring at him in the rearview mirror, he didn't know what he had done wrong, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"What did you say?" Lu Zecheng looked at Zhang Yipeng in disbelief, and he was not afraid of waking up his daughter.

"Hum-" Zhang Yipeng's mobile phone vibrated twice, and Lu Zecheng moved his gaze to the mobile phone again.

"Look where she is, we'll go over now."

He couldn't sit still anymore, and put his daughter on the leather seat next to him, and subconsciously blocked the outside.

Zhang Yipeng clicked on WeChat and glanced at it, "Mr. Lu, it's not far from your home, in Xiyuan Villa." ”

"Get over right away." Lu Zecheng was already restless, how much of a grievance had the woman he had suffered outside in his heart to cry like this.

Today is Xiao Qi's birthday, didn't the man named Chi Wenyao accompany her?

Why did she call her secretary at this time?

------

A series of questions swirled in Lu Zecheng's mind.

He felt that the speed of the car was not fast enough, and he couldn't wait to teleport to Xiao Qi's side to see what had happened to her?

Frustratedly, he ripped open his tie and unbuttoned his shirt in two.

Five minutes later.

"Huh-" A black Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped in front of Cheng Qishi and stopped.

Before the car stopped, Lu Zecheng took the lead in jumping out of the car, strode in front of Cheng Qishi, quickly took off his coat and draped it on her, and then leaned over to hold her in his arms.

A series of actions flowed smoothly, and instantly startled Zhang Yipeng, who was opening the door.

He was now full of questions, but he didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Yipeng was just about to get out of the car, and Lu Zecheng had already sat in the car again with the person in his arms.

He hurriedly quickened his pace and loaded the roadside wheelchair into the trunk of the car.

Lu Zecheng hugged Xiao Qi tightly in his arms and looked at her crying red eyes distressedly.

Her whole body was soaked, her face was pale, her lips were blue from the cold, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and Lu Zecheng felt a chill in her arms.

The corners of his eyes were red, and his heart felt like he had been stabbed by a poisoned sword, almost making him breathless, and he couldn't help but hug the person in his arms tighter.

He pressed his face against hers, wanting to give her a little warmth------ a hot teardrop rolled down and dripped into Qishi's mouth.

"Xiao Qi, if you endure it any longer, we will be home soon."

Cheng Qishi didn't say a word, as if she had lost consciousness, but her tears were still flowing silently.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a villa.

"Carry Xiaoyu back to the room." Lu Zecheng took the lead in getting out of the car with Cheng Qishi in his arms.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang." As soon as he entered the house, Lu Zecheng shouted.

I saw a plainly dressed aunt running out of the room, "Mr. Lu, you're back." ”

"Aunt Wang, go to my room and put the bath water, quick!"

"Yes." Aunt Wang was stunned for half a second, then turned around and ran upstairs.

Lu Zecheng followed.

He put Cheng Qishi on a big bed, helped her take off her coat, and was about to unbutton the clothes inside He hesitated for a moment.

Finally, the hand that stopped in the middle of the air was retracted.

He walked into the bathroom, "Aunt Wang, you go and help her take off her clothes, I'll put the bath water!" ”

Two hours later.

"How's it going?" Lu Zecheng stood aside and watched nervously as the family doctor examined Cheng Qishi's body.

Lin Xingyao took off the stethoscope hanging on his ear, "Don't worry, I'll give her an injection in a while, and then dispense some medicine, and the fever will go away soon." ”

"When will she wake up?" Looking at Xiao Qi who had fainted, Lu Zecheng was both worried and distressed.