Early the next morning, the biological alarm clock at half past five woke Rong Fan up, he was as usual and did not make a sound of anything, went to the morning run back to see that the room that did not belong to him was empty at the end of the bed, and his heart was also pure white and empty, in the past at this time the place had already put everything he wanted to wear today, from clothes and pants to socks and ties, and then watch and glasses, everything was complete.

With a heart full of emptiness, Rong Fan went to take a shower, entered his room lightly, and tossed in the cloakroom for more than ten minutes before he came up with a set of clothes that he thought were quite a match, since he was a child, his clothes were prepared in advance for him by Zhong's mother, who had taken care of him since he was a child, since he had a wife, his wife can take care of people better than anyone else, and his up and down from buying to matching, all from her hands.

When Rong Fan got dressed, he originally planned to go into the bedroom to see Xia Ran, but thinking of her sadness last night, he suppressed his heart, walked down the stairs slowly, and saw a sumptuous breakfast on the dining table in the large living room, but he had no appetite at all.

In the three years since they were married, no matter how early he got up every morning, as long as he was dressed, there would be a warm breakfast in that place, and his wife had a pair of skillful hands to make him a thoughtful breakfast every morning, which was not the same for a month, and now these breakfasts were indeed beautiful, but they did not give him the appetite he wanted to eat.

Rong Fan, who wanted to leave, but when she passed by the dining table, she thought that she didn't like people who didn't eat breakfast the most, so she sat down again, and the new breakfast chef finally let go of a hanging heart.

Rong Fan hasn't started yet, it's been two months since he came, and Aunt Li, who was specially hired by Rong Fan to take care of Xia Ran, stepped forward and said, "Sir, Mrs. didn't have dinner last night." ”

"Why are you telling me now?" Rong Fan's eyes were extremely cold for a moment, and he immediately got up and ran back to the room.

Aunt Li is actually quite aggrieved, she persuaded her wife to eat, but if her wife didn't eat, she was not allowed to tell her husband, and her husband was already asleep, so she couldn't disturb him.

Rong Fan almost rushed into the bedroom, the door opened not small, but Xia Ran, who had always slept lightly, still slept soundly, he couldn't help but rush to the side of the bed, looking at Xia Ran's face with an abnormal flush, reaching out to touch her forehead, it was hot and scary, and turned his head to Aunt Li who followed him and roared: "Call, let Dr. Xu come as quickly as possible and tell him that his wife has a high fever." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Aunt Li felt that something had happened, and she had been here for two months, although her wife did not give her husband a good face after she came, but unless she was blind, she could never see that her husband was so nervous about his wife that he was afraid of melting in his mouth, holding it in his palm for fear of breaking, and covering it in his heart for fear of being bored.

Aunt Li left, Rong Fan was still not at ease, took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone: "Liang Xuzhou, you go to pick up Doctor Xu in person, I will only give you ten minutes." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Liang Xuzhou to reply, he hung up the phone, and then went to open the curtains, only to find that the window was wide open, and there was a bottle of red wine on the windowsill with only a bottom left, pursed his thin lips, Rong Fan opened the bed curtain, personally called hot water, and after cleaning Xia Ran, he asked someone to bring an ice pack, put it under Xia Ran's armpit, and hugged her quietly: "It's okay if you torture me as much as you want, don't hurt yourself."

Oneself. ”

His voice was a humble pleading.