Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

Relying on the last ounce of survival consciousness, Lu Qiao knocked on the door of Assistant Xu's room, and then passed out completely.

When she was sick, Lu Qiao felt very light, and it was even more difficult to fall into a deep sleep.

She heard someone talking, and then a pair of cool hands touched her forehead, and there was a faint scent of grass and trees in her nose.

Lu Qiao wanted to open his eyes to see who it was, but his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them no matter what.

Falling asleep drowsily, Lu Qiao had a strange dream all night.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight entered the room, Lu Qiao opened his eyes.

She probably asked the doctor to come over to see her. Lu Qiao still remembered that someone lifted her up last night and fed her with water. The bitter taste of the pills still remained in her mouth.

Now, the feeling of splitting headache is gone, but the body is weak and I don't need any strength.

The wound hurt faintly, Lu Qiao didn't dare to move, and turned his head slightly to look at the wall clock on the wall.

But the wall clock didn't see it, but saw Huo Yan instead.

Sitting on the sofa, propping his forehead with one hand, he was still sleeping. There was a book on his lap, which had already been half-turned. He probably fell asleep looking sleepy and forgot to close it.

Today's sunshine is very good, Huo Yan is wearing a white shirt and sitting on the light green sofa, looking clean and warm.

Lu Qiao hasn't seen Huo Yan like this for a long time.

No one bothered, there were only two people, he was very close to her, and she could look at him so unscrupulously.

The room was quiet, with the fresh smell after the rain floating in the air, Lu Qiao looked at Huo Yan almost greedily, and carved his eyebrows and eyes deeply into his heart.

He has lost weight, his eyes are blue and black caused by not having a good rest, and there are small stubbles on his chin, but he is not sloppy. A good-looking person has decadent beauty even if he is decadent.

Lu Qiao stared at Huo Yan for a while, and then he woke up. Lu Qiao quickly retracted his gaze and stared at the ceiling with serious eyes without blinking, as if there was something particularly attractive on it.

Sitting and falling asleep on the sofa, Huo Yan fell asleep with a stiff neck.

Rubbing his sore neck, he stood up and saw that Lu Qiao's eyes were open, so he bent down and asked her, "Are you awake? Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Lu Qiao asked him back, "Why are you here?"

Huo Yan said: "Last night I wanted to ask if you had returned from the hospital, but your phone was turned off, so I called your assistant and I knew you had a fever, so I came over to have a look."

Lu Qiao was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Huo Yan to care about her, and said dryly, "Oh, thank you."

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Huo Yan handed her a thermometer, "Use the thermometer to see if you still have a fever."

"It's not uncomfortable anymore." Lu Qiao hesitated before taking the thermometer and holding it under his arm, "Where is Assistant Xu?"

Huo Yan tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and said: "I went to catch up on sleep. I stayed on watch last night. I asked him to go back to rest after seeing your IV drip."

Casual actions are the most touching. Lu Qiao's heart trembled fiercely, and he quickly pinched himself hard so as not to lose his composure in front of Huo Yan.

After a few minutes, Lu Qiao took out the thermometer under his arm.

36 degrees 5, not burning.

Lu Qiao said in a warm voice, "Go back, I can take care of myself, so I won't bother Mr. Huo."

Huo Yan glanced at her, didn't respond to her words, but suddenly asked her out of nowhere: "I heard that the Lu family wants to do business with the Qin Group recently?"