Master Mo's Flash Marriage Little Sweet Wife

Motian Group.

It was dinner time, and Mo Xun was still working.

Mu Jiu walked into the office carrying a lunch box, "President Mo, it's time for dinner."

Mo Xun flipped through a document, coughed and said calmly, "Bring it up."

Mu Jiu put the food and the box of antipyretics in front of Mo Xun.

"How did you buy the medicine?" Mo Xun asked him casually.

Mu Jiu said, "Miss Tang asked me to bring it to you."

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment, glanced at the dishes on the table, and knew it in his heart.

Tonight's dinner was cooked by Tang Zhiluo, no wonder when Mu Jiu came in just now, he felt the taste was very familiar.

"She knows I'm sick?" Mo Xun glanced at Mu Jiu.

Mu Jiu thought she had made a mistake, so she quickly confessed, "I'm sorry, President Mo, I've been asking Ms. Tang because you have a bad stomach recently and kept saying that you can't eat the food in the hotel, and you've been working overtime every day recently, I'm sorry Worried about your body..."

Mo Xun didn't say anything, but asked, "What else did she say?"

"I didn't say anything."

Mo Xun glanced at Mu Jiu, "Apart from cooking, didn't you say anything else?"

Mu Jiu thought for a while, "Oh, yes!"

"Huh?" Mo Xun looked around.

"Miss Tang said that it's hard to buy antipyretics recently, so she gave you what she had stockpiled. It can be seen that Miss Tang still cares about you."

Mo Xun looked at the box of antipyretics, remained silent for a long time, and then asked, "Has she met Mo Beicheng recently?"

"No! Ms. Tang's recent life has been going to and from get off work. She hasn't gone anywhere. President Mo, I think..." Mu Jiu hesitated to speak.

Mo Xun looked at him, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"I think you must have misunderstood Miss Tang. There is nothing between her and Young Master Beicheng. Moreover, I can tell that Miss Tang cares about you very much. As soon as she heard that you were sick, she would immediately go home from get off work and cook for you... When Mu Jiu said this, he glanced at Mo Xun.

His handsome face was sullen, not knowing what he was thinking.

12:30 in the middle of the night.

Motian Group's project finally developed a new plan.

Everyone was exhausted, but at the same time they all breathed a sigh of relief. Starting tonight, everyone can rest early.

"It's finally remedied!" Mu Jiu sighed, and opened the rear door of the car for Mo Xun.

Mo Xun coughed a few times and put on a mask, "You are tired too, go back early, I will drive back by myself tonight."

Mo Xun drove into the traffic.

I don't know how long it took, the car drove to the bank of Xinghe.

How did you arrive at the bank of the Galaxy without knowing it?

Haven't gotten used to being apart yet?

Working overtime all night for the past few days, it's rare to be able to go home early today, and you actually traveled halfway across the city to the Bank of Xinghe?

It would take an hour to drive back to the manor again.

So he lowered the window.

Looking at the 20th floor of the community in the middle of the night.

There was still a light on.

Mo Xun checked the time on his phone, it was almost one o'clock, was she still asleep?

Mo Xun clicked on Tang Zhiluo's WeChat. After they separated, they hadn't contacted each other again. The last chat record between the two was:

[Husband, when are you coming back? 】

This was the last message Tang Zhiluo sent him before they separated.

Mo Xun refreshed up and down, almost a week, no update news.

Since they have already cooked and delivered medicine for him, why didn't they know how to send a message to express condolences?Aren't you concerned about his condition?

Mo Xun sat in the car and looked at his phone for a while, not knowing what he was expecting, he kept swiping the phone screen back and forth.

There has been no news for a long time.

He was a little irritable, so he couldn't help calling her.

Tang Zhiluo was working overtime at home with a computer. When he received a call from Mo Xun, his eyes widened slightly and he connected.

"Hi." She pressed the phone to her ear.

Mo Xun didn't speak, and the phone only had the buzzing sound of electricity.

Tang Zhiluo didn't speak, he didn't know what to say.

"Why did you give me the antipyretics?" Finally, it was Mo Xun who spoke first.

"Didn't you have a fever?" Tang Zhiluo said, "I have two boxes of antipyretics at home. I'm afraid you didn't buy them, so I gave you one box."

"What else?" Mo Xun wanted her to continue. He was used to Tang Zhiluo coaxing him, and Tang Zhiluo would not be ashamed if he didn't coax him.

Tang Zhiluo was silent for a while and said, "I heard that the project has been remedied, are you alright?"

"It's okay." He was a little impatient and wanted her to get to the point.

As a result, Tang Zhiluo said, "It's good that you're fine. You should rest well. If you're sick, you should rest more and drink more hot water."

"That's it?" He waited for a long time, and she just said a few words of nonsense to him?

Tang Zhiluo bit his lip, "Oh, and, if the fever exceeds 38.5, remember to take antipyretics..."

Mo Xun suddenly hung up the phone.

I regret making this call so much. After hearing a lot of nonsense, I feel even angrier.

When he got angry, his forehead hurt even more. He raised his hand and pressed it, wanting to go up to her to settle the score.

As a result, I found that the heat on my forehead was astonishing.

I have a fever...

Mo Xun froze for a moment, his head began to become dizzy.

Not wanting to pass the disease on to her, he gave up going up to find her, and sat in the car in a daze for the whole night.

the other side.

Tang Zhiluo looked at the hung up phone with a disappointed expression.

He is unhappy again.

I don't know what's going on, the two of them always quarrel within 10 minutes of getting along, Tang Zhiluo sighed, feeling depressed.

That night, Tang Zhiluo didn't sleep well.

The next morning, Tang Zhiluo was awakened by a rush of cell phone ringing.

"Hello." She answered.

"Miss Tang, something has happened!" Mu Jiu's voice sounded irritable on the phone, "President Mo stayed in the car all night last night and had a fever all the time. He didn't take antipyretics, and now he is so feverish that he is almost unconscious. "

Tang Zhiluo's heart skipped a beat, "Where are you?"

"We are by the Xinghe River." Mu Jiu was also shocked when he received a call from Mo Xun in the morning.

Boss Mo actually went back to the bank of the Xinghe last night, and stayed in the car all night with a fever, he was desperate!

At this moment, Mu Jiu had already picked up Mo Xun, and was stunned by his high body temperature!

At first, he called Lu Zhihan first.

Lu Zhihan was dealing with the flu incident at the hospital and had no time to take care of Mo Xun, so he asked Mu Jiu not to take Mo Xun to the hospital.

Lu Zhihan said: "If you have a minor illness like Mr. Mo, you can treat it yourself. If it doesn't work, send it to the Xinghe River and let his wife take care of it. His wife knows medicine and can take good care of Mo Xun."

Mu Jiu then called Tang Zhiluo.

Tang Zhiluo was puzzled that they were by the Xinghe River, "Are you by the Xinghe River?"

"Yes, Ms. Tang, can I trouble you to take care of President Mo? Doctor Lu said that the hospital can't handle it now..."

Of course Tang Zhiluo is willing.

Mo Xun is still her husband at the moment, so it is impossible for her to leave him alone, "Mu Jiu, please send Mo Xun here, I am willing to take care of him."

"Okay, thank you Miss Tang, I'll take President Mo up now."

Mu Jiu arrived soon with Mo Xun.

Tang Zhiluo opened the door and saw Mu Jiu supporting the drowsy Mo Xun.

She stepped aside quickly, "Come in."

Tang Zhiluo took them into the master bedroom.

Mo Xun was put on the bed, he was so dizzy from burning, he didn't have any consciousness, he didn't know where he was.

Tang Zhiluo took a thermometer and entered the room, "Mu Jiu, let me take Mo Xun's temperature. Come out if you don't feel sick, don't wait to infect you too."

"Okay." Mu Jiu covered Mo Xun with a quilt and came out, "Miss Tang, although the group's project has been remedied, it hasn't been released yet. I have to go back to the group to work now. Please take care of President Mo. "

Tang Zhiluo also understood how busy they were, and nodded in response, "You go back first, I will take good care of him, and I will call you if there is anything."

"Okay!" Mu Jiu left.

Tang Zhiluo disinfected the house briefly, and went into the room to measure Mo Xun's temperature.

His handsome face was flushed red, and he was lying on the bed, sleeping a little restlessly.

Tang Zhiluo felt that the suit on his body was in the way, so he raised his hand to take it off for him. It's hard to measure his body temperature while wearing a shirt.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xun weakly grasped her unshirted hand, even though he had a high fever, he remained vigilant.

Tang Zhiluo's eyes were full of worry, "You have a fever, and it's not easy to measure your temperature in a shirt. I'll change your clothes."

But he still refused to take it off for her, and held her hand tightly, not letting her move.

Tang Zhiluo had no choice but to bow his head and kiss him on the cheek.

Then, Mo Xun let go of his hand.

This problem is really troublesome!

Tang Zhiluo complained in his heart, took off his shirt, and changed into home clothes.

After finishing all this, she took his temperature.

39.8 degrees!

Tang Zhiluo was startled.

Is the temperature too high?

She brought anti-fever medicine, broke off one according to the instructions, stuffed the medicine into Mo Xun's mouth, and gave him two mouthfuls of water.

But the man in a coma couldn't swallow the medicine at all, and just as soon as the water was fed, he vomited it out together with the medicine.

"cough……"

Mo Xun spit out all the medicine and water.

Tang Zhiluo frowned, unable to feed it at all.

After thinking about it, she lifted him up and put her arms around his back.

Mo Xun subconsciously wanted to wave her away, "Go away..."

It's the same again!

coma defense status.

"Mo Xun, it's me." Tang Zhiluo spoke to him softly, and put another antipyretic into his mouth.

Just when he was about to spit it out, Tang Zhiluo hurriedly took a sip of water to seal his thin lips, and sent the medicine in his mouth with water.

At this moment, Tang Zhiluo accepted even if he would be infected.

If it wasn't for that project, he worked overtime every day, how could he be attacked by this cold?

After all, she had killed him.

So she has the responsibility to take care of him and be responsible for him.

Finally, Mo Xun took the antipyretic medicine in a daze.

Tang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a good thing to eat.

Tang Zhiluo sat by the bed and looked at him.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xun began to sweat. Tang Zhiluo brought a towel and put it under his clothes to wipe his sweat.

After wiping, Mo Xun opened his eyes and saw a familiar face.

She wiped his sweat earnestly, and reached into his pajama pants to wipe the sweat from his thighs.

"..." Mo Xun frowned, "Why are you here?"

Tang Zhiluo heard his voice, raised his eyes, and saw that he was looking at her slackly, and his ears were red because of the fever.

"You are comatose, Mu Jiu sent you here and let me take care of you." Tang Zhiluo looked at her.