A Different Husband Every Day

Early the next morning, Rong Fan was woken up by the biological alarm clock at 5:30. As usual, he didn't make a sound when he did anything. In the pure white space, everything he will wear today has been placed in that place at this time in the past, from underwear to socks and ties, to watches and glasses, everything is complete.

With a heart full of emptiness, Rong Fan went to take a shower, entered his room lightly, and tossed in the cloakroom for more than ten minutes before picking out a set of clothes that he thought were quite suitable. Zhong Ma, who took care of him since he was a child, prepared everything for him in advance. Since he had a wife, his wife is better than anyone else in taking care of others. His up and down, from buying to matching, are all done by her.

When Rong Fan got dressed, he planned to go into the bedroom to see Xia Ran, but thinking of her sadness last night, he suppressed his heart, walked down the stairs slowly, and saw a rich breakfast on the dining table in the living room, He has no appetite at all.

Since they got married for three years, no matter how early he gets up every morning, as long as he is dressed, there will be a warm breakfast there. His wife has a pair of skillful hands and can cook him a hearty breakfast every morning. , not repeating the same for a month, and now these breakfasts are really delicious, but they don't give him the appetite he wants to eat.

Rong Fan wanted to leave, but when passing by the dining table, she thought of the person she disliked most who didn't eat breakfast, so she sat down again, and the new breakfast teacher finally let go of a hanging heart.

Rong Fan hasn't started it yet, and it's been two months since Rong Fan specially hired Aunt Li to take care of Xia Ran, so she stepped forward and said, Sir, madam didn't have dinner last night.

Why did you tell me now? Rong Fan's eyes turned extremely cold for a moment, and he immediately got up and ran back to the room.

Aunt Li was actually quite aggrieved. She was trying to persuade his wife to eat, but she was not allowed to tell her husband if she didn't eat, and he was already asleep, so she didn't want to disturb him.

Rong Fan almost rushed into the bedroom, the door was opened quite loudly, but Xia Ran, who had always been a light sleeper, was still sleeping soundly. He couldn't help but rushed to the bedside, saw Xia Ran's face was flushed abnormally, and stretched out his hand to caress her. His forehead was scorchingly hot, and he turned his head and yelled at Aunt Li who came up after him: Call and ask Dr. Xu to come as quickly as possible and tell his wife that she has a high fever.

Yes, yes, yes. Aunt Li felt that something had happened. It has been two months since she came. Although the wife did not give her husband a good face after she came, unless she is blind, she must not fail to see that the husband is nervous about his wife. At that time, if you hold it in your mouth, you are afraid it will melt, if you hold it in your hand, you are afraid it will be broken, and if you hold it in your heart, you are afraid you will be bored.

Aunt Li left, Rong Fan was still worried, took out his mobile phone and dialed: Liang Xuzhou, you go to pick up Dr. Xu in person, I only give you ten minutes.

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Liang Xuzhou to reply, he hung up the phone, and then went to draw the curtains, only to find that the window was wide open, and there was only one bottom left of a bottle of red wine on the window sill, so he pursed his thin lips, Rong Fan opened the bed curtain, called hot water himself, and after washing Xia Ran, someone fetched an ice pack, put it under Xia Ran's armpit, and hugged her quietly: You can torture me however you want. don't hurt yourself

Has.

There was a humble begging in his voice.