Lu Jingchen didn't speak, turned around and went upstairs.

He suddenly forgot what he was going to do downstairs. He heard their words clearly. I don't feel very comfortable, I can't put that feeling into words. It's just not good anyway.

Seeing that the young master didn't blame them, Aunt Zhang and Amber breathed a sigh of relief.

Aunt Zhang carefully poked Amber with her arm: "Eh, didn't you say that Miss Ning is the young master's sweetheart?" I don't look like it! ”

They are still very gossipy in private, especially concerned about the young master's lifelong affairs.

For so many years, I didn't even have a close person of the opposite sex around.

To be honest, I'm actually quite worried, and I hope that the young master can meet someone who knows cold and hot and lives with him. Otherwise, it will always look so lonely.

Miss Ye has a deep affection for the young master, but the young master has no feelings for her at all. Emotional matters can't be forced in the first place.

Finally brought back a Miss Ning, and now things don't seem to be what they think.

Lu Jingchen went back upstairs, today was not a rest day, he still had a lot of things to do in the company, he originally planned to take a look and tell him a little something, and then go back to the company.

But now, his mood has inexplicably become very bad.

Now let him go and say something to Ning Xin, he will definitely not be able to do it. I simply went back to my room.

That night, Ning Xin had a high fever caused by inflammation of the tonsils, and the fever reached 40 degrees, and the whole person became confused.

Dr. Yang came over to give him an infusion.

Lu Jingchen's face didn't get better for a day.

At night, I saw her have a high fever, and it was even more gloomy as the sky before a storm.

Aunt Zhang is in charge of taking care of her. At ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Jingchen came to Ning Xin's room again. Aunt Zhang left the room very interestingly.

Lu Jingchen stood on the side of the bed, looking down at the person lying on the bed. Because of the high fever, her face was flushed abnormally. His lips were chapped and skinned, and there was no blood at all. The mouth is moving, as if it is talking nonsense.

The ghost sent the gods, Lu Jingchen bent down and listened. Unexpectedly, let him hear it, she was saying one sentence repeatedly: Mom, don't go, don't go......

Lu Jingchen's brows furrowed slightly, thinking that he had read her information before, and knew that she and his father were the only ones in her family, and now her father was in the hospital, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

Dr Yang said she was in poor condition and could get sick easily.

Now that he has been taught, he has been sick twice in three days, and he doesn't know how he has lived so much in the past 20 years?

He pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

This night, Ning Xin's repeated attacks stabilized until the early morning. Aunt Zhang took care of her for one night.

And Lu Jingchen, who is used to insomnia, also doesn't sleep well.

At six o'clock in the morning, I came to check on Ning Xin's condition. Hearing Aunt Zhang say that it had stabilized, he was a little relieved.

Ning Xin's cold lasted for a week before she gradually got better.

In the past week, she has become very silent, she has few words, and she will not take the initiative to talk to Lu Jingchen, as if there is an iceberg between the two of them.

She didn't ask herself again if she could get out. Just a quiet stay in the villa every day. It's very non-stop.

This state was originally the effect that Lu Jingchen wanted the most.

But he had a faint sense that something was wrong.