Even though he was sick, he could still find the time to care about when she would arrive?

Jiang Yun took out a tissue and wiped his face that was wet with water just now. She couldn't suppress the worry in her eyes, "We just arrived not long ago, it's about 4:30 now. What do you think? Do you need to go to the hospital now?"

Lin Jianyang shook his head slightly, "Take a rest and heal yourself. You can go out and order food, don't get infected."

Can you take a break and heal yourself? How did he know? Are you just talking to comfort her, or have you had similar experiences with this kind of illness in the past?

Besides, he doesn't have a cough or runny nose now. At least it looks like he just has a fever. How can we tell that it's an infectious disease? I was probably embarrassed to bother her again and wanted to find a reason to drive her away.

Jiang Yun's rebelliousness became stronger again.

She refused to comply with his wishes and pointed two fingers at her eyes, then at him, raising her head proudly, "I'll order the meal. And you, I'll watch it too." Your fever hasn’t gone away, I, no, let’s go. Isn’t there a bedroom next to it? It’s empty and it’s empty, so why don’t you let me stay for one night.”

Lin Jianyang couldn't help but feel speechless when he saw how confident she looked now.

He usually takes two or three more steps before taking a step, but he really didn't expect that this time, all kinds of coercion and inducement failed to induce her to move in with him. It is possible that the first night of living together was because of his illness...

After winning this verbal battle, Jiang Yun was not happy at all. Victory can be won without force. Victory can be won without force.

She stood up and helped him tuck in the quilt, then leaned over and smoothed his messy hair, and looked directly at him seriously, "I'm going to the kitchen to place an order now, and I'll wake you up when dinner arrives. You can rest assured to sleep now." "

Lin Jianyang nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Yun was finally satisfied.

She put the glass to Lin Jianyang's mouth and let him take a sip of water. Then she adjusted the angle of the bedside pillow behind him to make him lie more comfortable, and then put warmth on his forehead. The towel was turned over.

When he was sick, he looked so weak and well-behaved.

Without the energy of a big dog, he is as docile as a kitten. Normally he was as cold as ice, but now his reddish face, half-open eyes and dry lips all declared his vulnerability.

Jiang Yun's eyes moved slightly and she curled her fingers, feeling an indescribable special emotion well up in her heart.

After being pregnant, I can still spontaneously develop the radiance of motherhood? But he is not your child, he is your man, Jiang Yun!

Jiang Yun endured the roar and awkwardness in her heart, frowned and stared at Lin Jianyang. Seeing that he was about to close his eyes, she leaned forward aggressively, kissed him loudly on his heated cheek, and then ordered with fierce eyes, "Rest peacefully, I told you to get up again, do you hear me?"

Lin Jianyang's half-closed eyes suddenly opened wide, obviously shocked by her sudden and fierce kiss. Too weak to say anything, he nodded slowly, but the corners of his lips curved visibly.

Jiang Yun felt relieved and thoughtfully turned off all the lights for him, leaving only the natural light from the window to enter the bedroom.

Before leaving the bedroom, she couldn't help but look back. The man didn't move at all obediently. He closed his eyes and breathed steadily, as if he soon fell asleep.

This is so good.

As for those strange words he just said... don't worry, wait until he wakes up and ask.

In order not to miss any movement of the man in the room, Jiang Yun did not close the bedroom door. The suite was already quiet, but she was still paying attention to her movements, trying not to make any noise to disturb the sleep of the patient inside.

She went to the kitchenette and pulled out the hotel menu, pondered for a moment, scanned the code on her phone and ordered a delicious and easy-to-digest Cantonese porridge, two appetizing cold dishes, and a roasted pork set meal for herself.

Lin Jianyang's cell phone that he accidentally dropped was found on the carpet in the living room. Sure enough, there was a missed call from her on the lock screen, as well as two missed calls from He Zhu two hours ago.

He Zhu called twice in a row. Could it be that he had something special to ask for?

To be on the safe side, Jiang Yun thought it would be better to call him back. Anyway, he had met her once, so he shouldn't be too surprised when he got the call and found out it was her, right?

She walked to the balcony of the living room farthest from the bedroom, took a deep breath, stretched out her hand to light up Lin Jianyang's cell phone screen and tried to call back He Zhu's call.

Jiang Yun watched in shock as the call was successfully dialed.

There is no password set on his mobile phone! Is this extremely wealthy man so unprepared?

Before she could react, the phone showed that the call was connected within seconds, and He Zhu's respectful voice came from the receiver of the phone, "Hello, Mr. Lin?"

Jiang Yun hurriedly put the phone to her ear, her voice a little panicked, "Hey, how can I help?"

"You are..." He Zhu was obviously unfamiliar with the female voice coming from her, but he was more surprised. Why is it that a woman is holding Mr. Lin's cell phone and calling him?

"Oh, hello, He Zhu, I'm Jiang Yun. We met last time, do you still remember me?"

Jiang Yun regretted it as soon as she finished speaking. Can people understand this? Nonsense literature was really mastered by her!

"Hello, Mrs. Lin." He Zhu remained calm, as if nothing strange had happened.

Fortunately, he recognized her and didn't make fun of her for what she said in a panic.

"Well, Lin Jianyang is sick and is resting now. I saw two missed calls from you on his mobile phone, so I wanted to ask him if he had something special to do. Are you in a hurry?"

"Mr. Lin has a fever?"

Eh? How did he know immediately that Lin Jianyang had a fever?

"Yes."

"I want to inform Mr. Lin that Mr. Sheng wants to have dinner with him tonight to discuss investment matters."

"Now he has just taken medicine, but he is still resting and his condition is not good..." Jiang Yun said, looking worriedly at the inner bedroom.

"Understood, I will contact you to cancel or postpone, you don't have to worry."

"Ok, thank you."

He Zhu's voice was calm and composed from beginning to end, which calmed Jiang Yun's uneasy and frantic heartbeat.

"If it's convenient for Madam, I suggest you prepare a glass of iced Coke for Mr. Lin. He is used to drinking one when he is sick."

"...Ah, okay, thank you for reminding me."

Although she politely thanked her, Jiang Yun couldn't help but complain in her heart. What kind of strange habit is drinking ice-cold Coke even when you are sick?

"So, Madam, is there anything else you need help with?"

"No, no, thank you."

"You're welcome. If you need anything, feel free to contact me again. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Jiang Yun ended the call decisively without any hesitation.

She stared blankly at the phone without a password in her hand, staring at its default wallpaper for a few seconds before finally choosing to lock the screen silently and put it on the dining table.

Sure enough, people are still very different from each other, and her and Lin Jianyang's personal styles are also very different.

Her own mobile phone was completely different. A screenshot of Friends, a TV series that six people were watching together, was used as the wallpaper. There were a bunch of apps on the desktop classified by icon color, and there were several fancy square applets on the main desktop.

Is it because they are completely different types of people that they can produce some chemical reactions?

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