It's good, for the first time in my life, I was slapped in the face.

Fu Jichen's face sank like water, grabbed the wrist of the culprit, firmly shackled, and a cold voice floated in the room: "See who I am." ”

It is strange that Shen Jiannian, whose head is burned and groggy, can listen to the words.

". Scum to death...... "Her hands were controlled, her legs and feet were free, she kicked desperately and refused to give in, "I won't let you succeed even if I die!" ”

Fu Jichen was kicked several times in succession, and once hit him between his legs, his lower abdomen tightened, and he gasped, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Kindly saving people, but he didn't get a reward but beat him, he should be angry if he is a saint, not to mention that he is not a good-tempered person.

kicked the slippers and went to bed, Fu Jichen's long legs straddled the body of the girl on the bed, suppressed her pair of moving legs, and the threatening words were extremely oppressive: "Move again and throw you out Believe it or not?" ”

The voice was very ruthless, without a trace of warmth, but Shen Jianian magically calmed down.

Because the voice had nothing to do with the lewd laughter of the demon she remembered.

The restless air fell into silence again, and at this time, the door was opened from the outside, and Zhou Rongzhen was stunned by the scene in front of him before he entered, and his steps almost couldn't stop.

The gentleman spread his legs apart and straddled the injured girl's side with absolute overwhelming momentum, grabbing her two white and thin wrists with one hand, his face close to her face, the tip of his nose almost touching.

The difference in size between the two was like a majestic lion pounced on a kitten.

Zhou Rongzhen neither advanced nor retreated, so he had to hesitate to break the silence: "First, sir......"

Fu Jichen woke up like a dream, the gloom on his face receded like a tide, let go of the hand that restrained the person under him, turned over and got out of bed, straightened the loose nightgown, turned his back to the door and said, "Please Xiao Jingshan come over." ”

"Hey."

Zhou Rongzhen retracted her gaze and left in a hurry.

Luckily, she came up every hour to take a look, thinking that she would find out if something happened to the girl.

Xiao Jingshan got up from the quilt and came to the third floor sleepily, at the mouth of the spiral staircase, Fu Jichen held the freshly lit cigarette between his fingers, and his eyebrows were full of depression.

The white skin added a suspicious red, as if someone had beaten him.

Xiao Jingshan secretly denied it, who would dare to beat Fu Jichen?

"Go and see, the person seems to have a fever." Fu Jichen saw him come up, his face did not ease much, and he raised his hand to the room on the left.

Xiao Jingshan was sleepy and took out a professional attitude to diagnose and treat people.

Fu Jichen finished smoking a cigarette, and then came in, Xiao Jingshan held up the thermometer to show him: "I have a high fever of more than thirty-nine degrees, my brain is burned, and I have to have an infusion, but I didn't bring anything here." ”

Fu Jichen frowned, no wonder he couldn't wake up.

Seeing that his face changed, Xiao Jingshan immediately said, "I'll call the assistant to come over, soon." ”

Fu Jichen hummed lightly.

Xiao Jingshan: "You haven't slept, guarding people until now?" ”

Fu Jichen looked at him silently, his eyes seemed to say, he was making a big fuss.

Xiao Jingshan shrugged his eyebrows, the owner of this house was silent, and the servant was silent, and he still hadn't figured out the identity of the person on the bed.

*

The rain outside the window was endless, and the sound of beating banana leaves never stopped, interspersed with a few muffled thunders from the distant sky.

Xiao Jingshan's assistant stepped into the Rose Manor forty minutes later, a layer of rain fell on his shoulders, and he didn't have time to wipe it, so he handed him a large silver-white medicine box first.

Fu Jichen didn't go to rest, in order to drive away the sleepiness, he smoked a few cigarettes, and leaned on the sofa to watch Xiao Jingshan prick needles for the unconscious person on the bed.

The thin needle picked up a piece of skin and pricked it several times, and it hurt just by looking at it.

"Will you?" Fu Jichen's brows furrowed into the word "Sichuan".

Xiao Jingshan's brows furrowed deeper than his.

Fu Jichen got up with the armrests of the sofa, came to the bedside, and saw that he had pricked another needle, leaving a few needle holes on the thin skin, which were bruised, and there seemed to be some red rashes.

Without waiting for him to make a move, Xiao Jingshan said, "I'm doing a skin test on her." It's really rare, she is allergic to penicillin, azithromycin, and cephalosporin, and can only take levooxygen. ”

Fu Jichen, a layman, didn't understand, but he heard the person on the bed snort softly because of the pain, and when he looked up, her bloodless lips were tightly pursed, her fingers unconsciously grabbed the sheets under her, and the tears in the corners of her eyes rolled down one by one.

For a while, Fu Jichen wasn't sure if she was in pain or if she dreamed of something sad.

Xiao Jingshan finished pricking the needle, pasted medical tape to fix the needle, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, and saw Fu Jichen holding the girl's hand without pricking the needle, and rescued the crumpled sheets from her palm.

Shen Jianian felt a trace of warmth in his sleep, grabbed it greedily, loosened his two lips into a thread, and murmured, "Mom......"

"Ahem." Xiao Jingshan cleared his throat, "I have to lose two bottles in total, I'll squint for a while, and someone will call me when I need to change the dressing." ”

didn't expect Fu Jichen to respond, he left the room after speaking.

Fu Jichen looked down at the hand that grabbed him, his slender fingers were slightly convex due to the exertion of the joints, and the interlaced cyan blood vessels on the back of the hand were clearly visible.

The eyes fell on her face, and the tears were like broken threads, and they kept falling and drenched, and the pillow towel was wet.

Fu Jichen didn't know where to get the patience, and wiped away her tears.

*

Shen Jianian slept deeply for a day and a night, during which he was awake for a while, and was helped up by Zhou Rongzhen and fed some ginseng soup to supplement nutrition, and then fell asleep again.

It wasn't until the third day that his strength recovered and he was able to get out of bed on his own.

She wears a wide men's shirt with a soft flannel texture, which is not skin-friendly as a pajama. She slowly moved to the door of the bathroom, Zhou Rongzhen happened to come in with food, and hurriedly said when she saw this situation: "You are not in good health, I will help you." ”

Zhou Rongzhen put the tray in her hand on the chest of drawers at the entrance, and quickly stepped forward to hold her arm: "Slow down, you are all injured, but you must not bump into it." ”

Shen Jianian remembered the woman's voice, when she was so weak that she couldn't open her eyes, she fed herself soup, wiped the sticky sweat on her body, and helped her to the bathroom to go to the toilet, always gentle and patient.

"Thank you." Shen Jianian didn't speak for a long time, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse, as if he had been polished on sandpaper.

Zhou Rongzhen smiled: "I don't dare to take credit, it was Mr. who asked me to take care of you, if you want to thank Mr. Xie." ”

Shen Jianian was unfamiliar with the "sir" in her mouth, and in her chaotic memory, the last scene was when she escaped from Qin Zhongtian's house, curled up and hid in the green belt, waiting for someone to pass by and rescue her.

The rain poured down on her body, and the long wait almost extinguished her hopes.

When all was lost, she waited.

The man stepped into the rain with a black umbrella, the night was too thick for her to see the man's face clearly, only that he was her only chance, and if she couldn't catch it, she would fall into an endless abyss.

So, she used all her strength to grab the leg of the suit and ask him for help.

Shen Jianian looked around, every scene and object was extremely unfamiliar, so strange that it made people feel very insecure, but everything in front of her proved that she was right and she was rescued.

Zhou Rongzhen helped her to the bed to lean on, turned back to the door, and picked up the tray from the chest of drawers: "Eat something, take the medicine after a while, and the cold will be cured soon." ”

Shen Jianian pinched her collar in a distraction, she was not wearing underwear......

"My clothes were changed for you by me and Xiaoqin." Zhou Rongzhen guessed what she was thinking, and took the initiative to solve her doubts, "You can't wear the original skirt anymore, and after consulting Mr., I took a shirt from him." ”

Shen Jianian pursed his lips slightly, and shook his head to show that he didn't care.

The ghost door has been closed for a while, and these are not worth mentioning.

After slowly drinking a bowl of white porridge and eating a few bites of side dishes, Shen Jianian was in better spirits, and when he wiped his mouth with paper, the door was pushed open, and a person walked in, and the tall shadow in the afterglow was a little familiar.