Reborn Sweet Wife Has Cat Disease

Si Yi rubbed his shoulders, "It's fine."

What He Nan said just now kept echoing in her mind, she raised her head to look at Si Yu's startled face, his face was as pale as paper, as if he was about to faint at any moment.

"Si Yi is startled, are you okay?" Si Yi asked worriedly.

Si Yizheng had a high fever all the time, and it took him a lot of willpower to stand here. He didn't want Si Yi Miaomiao to see him like this, "It's okay." He shook his head.

Si Yi Miaomiao stood opposite him, and didn't know what to say for a while.She wanted to ask Si Yizheng about what happened four years ago.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Si Yi couldn't hold on any longer and fell in front of her.

"Si Yizheng." Si Yizheng screamed, and opened her arms to catch Si Yizheng's fallen body. She fell to the ground with Si Yizheng in her arms.

"Si Yizheng, what's wrong with you?" Si Yi Miaomiao raised his hand to touch Si Yizheng's forehead. His forehead was hot, and Si Yi Miaomiao immediately withdrew his hand.

"He Nan, hurry up and help me." Si Yi meowed, and she hugged Si Yi hard, screaming non-stop.

When Si Yi woke up again, he saw the ceiling of the hospital, and he lay back on the hospital bed again, with a hanging needle hanging on the back of his right hand, and transparent liquid was dripping down.

"He Nan." He opened his mouth to call out, his original deep voice was now unbearably hoarse.

"Si Yi Group has important matters to deal with. He Nan has gone to the company." When Si Yi heard Si Yi's startled voice, Si Yi immediately stood up and walked to his bed. With a startled forehead, "It's still a little burning."

Si Yi was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to raise his hand to rub his eyes to see if he was dreaming.

As soon as he raised his right hand, Si Yi Miaomiao immediately pressed it back, "Don't move, the medicine for reducing fever has not been finished yet."

Her warm palm was pressed against the back of his cold hand, and he felt the real touch, and it was not a dream.

"Why are you still here?" Si Yi's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly speak.

Si Yi Miaomiao immediately picked up a glass of warm water on the table and handed it to Si Yizheng, "Drink some water."

Si Yi glanced blankly at Si Yi Miao Miao, and finished drinking the water in the glass with her hand, his eyes still fixed on her.

Si Yi Miaomiao was very embarrassed by Si Yi's stare. She brushed her hair, "From today onwards, I will stay in the hospital and take care of you until you are discharged."

"No need." Si Yizheng sneered, since when did Si Yizheng need pity from others, he wanted to chase Si Yi Miaomiao back and make Si Yi Miaomiao fall in love with him again.

"You have no right to refuse, I just want to stay." Si Yi Miaomiao stood up with his hands on his hips, like a domineering kitten swearing his own territory.

Si Yi sighed helplessly. Why was this little woman still the same as four years ago? He lay back on the bed, turned his back, and ignored her.

Si Yi Miaomiao was not in a hurry, she dragged a chair and sat on Si Yizhen's hospital bed, staring at Si Yizhen's back without blinking.

The clock on the wall passed by every minute and every second, and the two of them still maintained that posture motionless.

The pointer pointed to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and Si Yi Miaomiao finally couldn't help it because he was too tired. His head slowly drooped, and he fell down beside Si Yi's bed, and fell asleep.