In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to have darkened because of these two words.

The room was so dark that not even a single moonlight poured in.

Fu Qiran's eyes were deep, and his big hand gently rubbed Ruan Jiaojiao's back.

After a few seconds, Fu Qiran hooked his lips.

"Divorce?"

A strange feeling of pleasure stained his brows, making his whole person look even more gloomy.

The shadow of the villain is a little thicker on Fu Qiran's body.

"Jiaojiao is really not good." He said in a low voice.

The murmur coming from deep in his throat was more like a roar.

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was sleeping, seemed to feel something, her body shrunk, her hands crossed in front of her chest, and her legs curled up against her stomach.

It's a defensive posture and a very insecure sleeping position.

This is the first time that Ruan Jiaojiao has shown such a defensive posture in front of Fu Qiran, as if a fragile rabbit is facing danger for the first time, fragile and strong, making people want to invade and destroy.

Fu Qiran grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao's hands and put them on her chest, and her calves were also hard against Ruan Jiaojiao's knees, so that she could only straighten her legs.

He wrapped Ruan Jiaojiao in his arms and let out a low chuckle from his chest.

The laughter was pleasant and eerie, rippling little by little in the quiet room, and finally disappeared.

The night is deeper.

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Ruan Jiaojiao had a fever again.

I had a fever for no reason.

And this time the fever was even more serious, and the high fever that was close to 39 degrees made Ruan Jiaojiao unable to lift any strength.

Her head was dizzy, and she had no ability to think.

She closed her eyes and felt someone wearing needles on the back of her hand, and the cold liquid entered her body through the thin needle holes, healing her body little by little.

Ruan Jiaojiao barely opened her eyes, and could only see a familiar figure.

"Doctor Xia?" Ruan Jiaojiao's voice was thick and hoarse.

Xia Youzhi heard Ruan Jiaojiao calling herself, and hurriedly responded.

"Ma'am, what else is wrong with you?"

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Xia Youzhi blankly, as if she couldn't react to what he said.

After a few seconds, Ruan Jiaojiao asked, "What about Mr. Fu?" ”

"Fu Shao is going to make porridge for you." Xia Youzhi hurriedly said, "You wait, I'll call Fu Shao." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao opened her mouth, wanting to stop Xia Youzhi.

But Xia Youzhi's speed was too fast, and by the time she reacted, he had already left.

A few minutes later, Fu Qiran walked in with a bowl of porridge.

He was wearing a cold black suit, and his whole person seemed to be a little unkind.

But the moment he saw Ruan Jiaojiao, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Today, the housekeeper saw that you didn't get up, and when he came in, he found out that you had a fever."

"After I received the news, I pushed off the meeting and rushed back, and I haven't had time to change my clothes yet, so it won't make Jiaojiao feel too serious, right?"

Jiaojiao, you see, I have pushed down the meeting for your sake, why are you willing to divorce me?

Fu Qiran walked to Ruan Jiaojiao's bedside and put the porridge bowl on the bedside table, letting it be cold for the time being.

He probed Ruan Jiaojiao's forehead to make sure that it wasn't so burning, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is Jiaojiao feeling now?"

Ruan Jiaojiao looked at Fu Qiran blankly, her brain was still digesting the two words that Fu Qiran said just now.