President, please spoil me!

His voice became deeper, "Xing Hua."

She still didn't respond, not even her eyeballs moved.

Huo Sicheng breathed harder, but there was nothing he could do.

What can you do with a woman who doesn't respond at all, you can't beat her.

I want to ignore it, but... her skirt is soaked, her hair is wet, and there is cold water. Even in midsummer, it is inevitable to catch a cold in this air-conditioned room, let alone her Just recovering from a serious injury, his body is very weak.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still stretched out his hand to take off the nightdress that the woman stretched out without thinking much.

Xing Hua's body moved, but that was all there was, as if he wanted to do whatever he wanted.

Huo Sicheng wanted to take it off, but the woman's motionless non-cooperation made it difficult. There was already a lot of violence floating in his heart, and he lost his patience when he was upset, so he just tore it off.

"Hiss...", the thin material was easily torn apart in his hands.

Throwing the clothes aside casually, he glanced at the woman's white body with dark eyes, quickened his movements and took off the little trousers underneath, then pulled the quilt messily to wipe the water on her body, and then wiped the dry ones The skirt was put on her body.

She was pulled to sit up by him, and when he let go of his hand, she fell back on the bed like a tumbler.

"Xing Hua," Huo Sicheng became angry immediately, "You have already wet the quilt, get up and change it yourself."

She turned over, left the wet and dark place, lay on her side with her back facing him, her face buried in the quilt, her body curled up again, and she murmured, "No, that's it. "

The wet clothes were changed, but the hair was still wet.

The puff of smoke burning on Huo Sicheng's chest intensified, "Xing Hua, don't expect me to serve you again!"

Her voice was so soft that it seemed to be floating, "How is it possible."

How could she expect him to serve her, joking.

Xing Hua's world was as chaotic as a blurred and shaky scene in a movie, unclear and drowsy, so she didn't hear Huo Sicheng's footsteps going out.

She didn't know that he slammed the door and left until there was a "bang" and the door slammed through the entire first floor.

But that's good too, her nerves were relaxed by half.

Huo Sicheng went back to the second bedroom, and slammed the door loudly.

But the two consecutive vents did not relieve the depression in his chest, but made his nerves even more agitated.

Summer nights are cool and short.

The light in the master bedroom never went out, and the door of the second bedroom never opened again.

…………

The next morning, breakfast time.

Huo Sicheng wore dark clothes, and his whole body exuded a kind of indifferent gloom.

Tong's mother looked at the various breakfasts prepared on the table, and saw that the man's face was unhappy. After thinking about it, she asked cautiously, "Sir, do you need me to see if my wife is up, and ask her to come down and eat first?" breakfast?"

The man didn't speak, he picked up the coffee beside him and drank slowly.

Tong Ma went upstairs immediately.

Only 5 minutes later, the sound of hurried footsteps trotted back, "Sir, sir, the wife seems to be sick."

Huo Sicheng tightened his fingers holding the coffee cup, the cup fell, and his voice became more gloomy, "What's wrong with her?"

"Like a fever."

fever.

What a fucking idiot.

Before Tong Mama could say anything, a gust of wind blew by, and the man's figure had already passed her side.

The double bed in the master bedroom was already huge, which made the woman's figure even thinner and slender.

She hugged the quilt, curled up into a ball and lay on her side.

She was in the same posture when he left last night, and she is still in the same posture now, as if she hadn't moved all night.

Huo Sicheng's heart constricted, his breathing became heavy.

Last night, Tong Ma should have been called up to dry her hair and change the quilt.

He leaned down and touched her forehead with his fingers, and it was really hot, his heart sank even more, and he was about to retract his hands and stand up, but suddenly the woman murmured something in a low voice.

Huo Sicheng stared, lowered his head and put his ear close to her lips.

"elder brother……"

With a "bang", the lamp by the bed was swept to the ground, and it was a mess again.

The man's slender and straight figure stood beside the bed, his eyes as cold as a pool of cold.

But even though she was whispering, she didn't seem to be conscious, just talking.

…………

Shen Huainan was having breakfast when the phone beside him rang. He glanced at the screen, raised his eyebrows when he saw the caller ID, wiped his fingers carelessly, and then picked up the phone to answer it.

"Come to my house."

"So early, what are you doing?"

"If I tell you to come, just get out of here."

"...Why do you seem to be very angry so early in the morning?"

"Beep", what responded to him was the busy tone of the phone being hung up.

Shen Huainan, "..."

Hell, how could a person with such a good temper be friends with these two people with such a bad temper.

The slander is the slander, he would not ask him to go there for no reason if he had nothing to do on this kind of weekday, he simply and quickly ate something, he called to ask for a good day off, and then drove directly to Blue Water Bay.

…………

Half an hour later, Shen Huainan looked expressionlessly at the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window smoking a cigarette, "I said Mr. Huo, first, I am a surgeon, and fever and cold do not belong to me. Second, I am not your personal Doctor, just call me over if there is something serious, do you know that my coming to your house and going to the hospital are two directions?"

Huo Sicheng's face had already returned to normal. He flicked the cigarette ash, turned around and asked calmly, "How is she?"

"A high fever of 39°3... She was fine when she saw me yesterday. It only took half a day and one night. Why did she have a fever like this?"

"Did she go to see you yesterday?"

"That's right, I even registered a number on purpose, she's really a sensible girl."

"What are you doing?"

Shen Huainan shrugged, "Maybe it's because I don't have any friends, and I'm lonely. Come talk to me."

"..."

Huo Sicheng said indifferently, "Take her fever down."

Shen Huainan, "..."

"I'll call someone to bring the medicine I need, and I'll give her a drip later. She has a terrible fever. During this time, you ask your servant to put a cold towel on her forehead, armpits, Neck, cold compress, use physical cooling to cool down."

Huo Sicheng frowned, "Will something happen?"

Shen Huainan stretched out his hand to probe her forehead again, "Can the temperature drop a bit after the cold compress and the IV drip... She caught a cold last night, did she catch a cold?"

Is it because of a car accident some time ago that I was weak, so it burned like this...

Just as he was thinking about it, Shen Huainan suddenly caught a glimpse of something nearby from the corner of his eye. He walked over and picked it up with his fingers, and asked the man in front of the window with great interest and disbelief, "You tear up people's clothes?" Oh...Mr. Huo, she couldn't have been sexually abused by you, could she? "