Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

"I don't care," Shen Nuo said seriously, "I confirm, I fed him an ibuprofen."

Finally, he nodded.

Zheng Xiujie: "...then what?"

Shen Nuo glanced at him inexplicably: "Then I went to work, and when I came back he was like this. He still held my hand and wouldn't let go. He didn't know what was wrong with him."

Zheng Xiujie looked at her expressionlessly, and finally said: "Scorpion-hearted."

Shen Nuo: "..." Who are you talking about?

After Zheng Xiujie finished speaking, he didn't ask any more questions. After all, Shen Nuo was a heartless woman and he didn't expect her to be soft-hearted towards Ayu.

Seeing him taking out a needle and preparing to give Qin Siyu some water, Shen Nuo said, "Please help me pull him away first."

Zheng Xiujie glanced at the hands held by the two of them. The man's big hand was holding the woman's hand tightly, and the woman's fair hands were a little purple.

He snorted softly: "You deserve it."

Shen Nuo was speechless: "Can you help?"

Zheng Xiujie first took Qin Siyu's temperature and took a closer look. Good guy, it was 41 degrees. No wonder he passed out.

His face became a little ugly again, and his tone was a little harsh: "Why don't you ask him to hold his hand? Do you know that if you keep burning like this for a few minutes, he will belch!"

Shen Nuo: "......So didn't I tell you to hurry up?"

Zheng Xiujie's face was ashen as he took the potion he had just prepared. Without even looking at Shen Nuo, he took Qin Siyu's other hand and inserted the needle into him neatly. Then he fiddled with the medicine box for a while and took it out. A small pill was handed to Shen Nuo: "Feed it to him."

Shen Nuo remained motionless and gestured to his grasped hand.

Zheng Xiujie gave her a cold look: "You don't need to use your hands to give medicine."

Shen Nuopi smiled but said: "You are so capable, do it yourself."

It's strange that Qin Siyu could be fed when he was so unconscious.

Seeing her indifferent look, Zheng Xiujie gritted his teeth slightly, but decided to follow her wishes and help her pull Qin Siyu away.

However, the unconscious man was still incredibly strong. The harder Zheng Xiujie exerted his strength, the tighter the man's grip became, causing Shen Nuo to take a breath in pain.

"Stop, stop!" She gritted her teeth: "My hand is going to be broken!"

Zheng Xiujie let go of his hand and coughed lightly: "You'd better bear with it."

Shen Nuo's face turned pale from the pain. Seeing that her hands were about to turn into the color of pig's liver, she turned pale and glanced at Zheng Xiujie.

Zheng Xiujie touched his nose: "You asked me to help, you can't blame me."

Shen Nuo smiled coldly: "Weak chicken!"

Zheng Xiujie: "..." He wanted to refute, but he seemed unable to refute.

Didn't say anything?

It’s not that he is too weak, but that Ayu is too strong?

It sounds like an excuse no matter what.

Zheng Xiujie simply ignored it and put the pills on the bedside table: "You can take care of it yourself. If you need anything, call me."

After saying that, the person left and closed the door.

Shen Nuo's hand was sore. She wanted to chop off someone's hand with a knife, but there was no knife at hand, and the scumbag outside wouldn't give her a knife. She took a deep breath and could only hope that the man would wake up quickly. .

Taking the small pill on the side, he put it into his mouth and took another sip of water. Shen Nuo lowered his head, covered the man's thin lips, drank it with water, and gave the man the pill to drink.

In a coma, the man's grip on the woman's hand loosened slightly, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the pills went down his esophagus.

After Shen Nuo finished feeding, he glanced at his hand, which had regained some blood circulation, but didn't dare to move it anymore.

Leaning against the bed, sleep came over her, and Shen Nuo slowly closed her eyes.

When Qin Siyu woke up, it was already evening. He felt sore all over his body, his throat was as dry as smoke, and it hurt.

His dark eyes turned slightly, and he was slightly startled when he saw the sleeping woman sitting next to him.

Has she always been there?

As if a warm current was injected into his heart, Qin Siyu's eyebrows were slightly curved, and he raised his hand to touch the woman's face, but found that one of his hands was tightly holding the woman's hand, while the other hand was holding water. .

He paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and the gentle expression on his face was tinged with a hint of bitterness.

He slowly sat upright from the bed, pulled out the almost gone needle, and got up from the bed.

His body was a little weak, but he still got up and came to Shen Nuo, leaned over and gently picked up the woman. His movements were steady and powerful, and he did not wake her up.

Glancing at the bed where he had just been lying, he saw a flash of disgust in his eyes, pursed his lips and walked out with the woman in his arms.

Shen Nuo didn't sleep well last night. She struggled for a long time in the morning and noon. Now she was sleeping soundly. Qin Siyu's movements were light and gentle. She didn't react at all and let him carry her out.

Zheng Xiujie was busy in the living room. When he heard the door open, he raised his head and saw the man who was still half-dead in the morning walking out with steady steps holding the sleeping woman.

Zheng Xiujie: "..."

He was a little speechless, closed his computer, and opened his mouth to speak, but the man glanced at him lightly, with a cold look in his eyes, warning him to be quiet, and pointed at the door, asking him to open the door.

Zheng Xiujie was angry and glared at him fiercely, but still accepted his fate and opened the door.

After going downstairs and getting in the car, Zheng Xiujie acted as the driver and sent them back to Qin Siyu and Shen Nuo's previous home, Zize Mansion.

Zhang Ma heard the voice and came out to greet her, but saw the long-lost young master walking in with the sleeping young lady in his arms.

She immediately closed her mouth and waited until the person disappeared from sight before she couldn't help but ask Zheng Xiujie.

"Master Zheng, what happened to my young lady?"

In Zhang's mother's heart, she always hoped that Qin Siyu and Shen Nuo would be well.

Zheng Xiujie said angrily: "Your young lady is fine, she just fell asleep, but your young master is not sure."

Zhang Ma looked confused: "Huh?"

What does it mean?

Zheng Xiujie smiled but said: "Your family still had a fever of forty-one degrees this morning. But now that the fever has just subsided, you have come back with me in your arms. Your body is still in great shape!"

The latter sentence is obviously ironic.

Zhang's mother was shocked by "forty-one degrees": "Oh my God, how could this happen? No, I have to call a doctor."

Zheng Xiujie was speechless: "Mother Zhang, that doctor's medical skills are better than mine?"

Zhang Ma made a move and was stunned: "It seems so."

Zheng Xiujie: "…………"

Seeing Zheng Xiujie so calm, Zhang Ma also realized that the young master's condition was probably under control, and she immediately relaxed a little.

"Young master also had a high fever the day before yesterday. It was better yesterday. Why did he have a fever again today?" Zhang Ma was puzzled.

Zheng Xiujie snorted: "Beauty can mislead people, what else could it be?"

Zhang Ma glanced at him and felt that the "beauty" might refer to Shen Nuo, so she shut up and stopped talking.

"Master Zheng, please sit down for a while while I prepare dinner. What would you like to eat?"