After not seeing her speak for a long time, Feng Chen looked at Song Zhiyue: "Send off." ”

Song Zhiyue saw that he drove Liang Weirong away without showing any affection, smiled happily, and stepped forward to Liang Weirong and said, "Miss Song, please." ”

Liang Weirong raised her eyes, looking at Feng Chen with tears in her eyes, her slender body trembling slightly.

Feng Chen stopped looking at her, turned around and just took a step, when he heard a "bang" downstairs.

He suddenly turned around and saw Liang Weirong fall to the ground, and instinctively rushed downstairs.

Song Zhiyue was afraid that he would misunderstand Liang Weirong who pushed her, so she hurriedly explained: "I didn't touch her, she poured it herself." ”

Feng Chen rushed to Liang Weirong, squatted in front of her and shouted her name: "Rongrong." ”

In a hurry, he still called her nickname.

Liang Weirong on the ground didn't react, and her delicate little face had an abnormal flush.

Feng Chen helped her up from the ground, held her in his arms, and shouted at her twice.

After touching her forehead, it was very hot and feverish.

He picked her up, shouted at Song Zhiyue, "Take the car key and follow me", and rushed out of the living room.

Song Zhiyue glanced at him stunned, hesitated, walked quickly to the coffee table, took the car keys on it, grabbed his bag and followed out.

When she arrived at the garage, she unlocked the car, sealed the dust and put Liang Weirong into the car.

After Feng Chen sat in the driver's seat, he saw her standing still, lowered the window and looked at her.

"You go with you, too."

Song Zhiyue tugged at his clothes and smiled reluctantly: "I almost should go back, so I won't go." ”

Feng Chen didn't drive away immediately, but looked at her fixedly: "I don't want you to misunderstand, so come with me." ”

Song Zhiyue hesitated for a moment, and then got into the car.

When I arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked that it was a fever and gave him an intravenous drip.

The potion was tied for less than five minutes, and Feng Chen said, "Let's go." ”

Song Zhiyue was stunned: "You don't stay here to accompany her?" ”

Feng Chen said with a warm expression: "I sent her here just to see the love of the past, and now, I have nothing to do with her, why should I stay here?" ”

Song Zhiyue: "But she's on a drip, I'm afraid she can't leave anyone behind." ”

Feng Chen looked at her steadily.

Song Zhiyue was uncomfortable by him: "Am I not right?" ”

Feng Chen was unusually calm: "You want me to stay?" ”

"Not really."

She wished he was far away from Liang Weirong.

Feng Chen took out his mobile phone, found Feng Shen's phone number, and gave her the phone.

"You call Feng Shen and tell him that Liang Weirong is in the hospital."

Song Zhiyue nodded and took the phone.

She didn't know if Feng Chen didn't call Feng Shen personally, because she didn't want to talk to Feng Shen, or if she didn't want to cause trouble to Liang Weirong.

She dialed the phone and waited for about ten seconds for the call to be connected.

Over there was Feng Shen's unexpected voice: "My dear brother, do you miss me?" ”

Song Zhiyue listened to his evil voice, and only felt creepy.

"Feng Shen, your fiancée fainted with a fever, and she is in the hospital."

"Are you" The person over there seemed to be wondering who she was, and paused for a few seconds, "Song Zhiyue?" ”

"Is my voice so hard to read?"

"You took her to the hospital?"

Song Zhiyue glanced at Feng Chen, but didn't say that he was also there: "Yes." ”

Feng Shen smiled: "You treat your rival in love so kindly, and besides, you lie too poorly." ”