He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Twelve noon the next day.

Fan Chengyu finally woke up after the medicine took effect.

"Hey~ Why does your forehead hurt so much?"

Fan Chengyu touched his forehead and took a breath.

He sat up from the bed and covered the wound with his big hands. His upper body was naked and the quilt covered his waist. His body was covered with nail marks and bite marks.

"Why does it look like I've had several fights? Not only are my muscles sore, but my head is also in severe pain."

Fan Chengyu was confused and couldn't remember what happened at all.

"I'll go, what's going on? Is there a thief?"

Fan Chengyu's eyes widened in horror as he looked at the mess on the floor. The floor was full of rickety sofas and coffee tables. The table where Huo Si used to work had its legs upturned. The carpet was half lifted, and there seemed to be traces of the storm on it. ?

Fan Chengyu was stunned and blinked blankly.

What's even more outrageous is that the bathroom door is still hanging crookedly on the door frame, as if it has been kicked to pieces.

Fan Chengyu kept his mouth shut and did not dare to speak, sweating profusely. This looked like his wife's handiwork.

By the way, he seemed to have given me something to drink before I lost consciousness. It was sweet.

Fan Chengyu held his head and recalled, vaguely remembering what Huo Si gave him to drink, and then he felt something was wrong for no reason and his body was out of control.

"Fuck, it seems that's what I was given to drink!" Fan Chengyu, who was holding his head, finally recalled.

"What happened after that? What happened after that?"

Fan Chengyu was in a panic, but no matter how hard he patted his head, he just couldn't remember.

"Damn it, I must have messed up the room!"

Fan Chengyu finally realized that this scene had happened before.

"It's finished ma'am, where is my wife."

Fan Chengyu looked pale and hurriedly looked for Huo Si. As soon as the quilt was lifted, Huo Si was lying inside.

"Huh, okay, okay, madam is still here. Madam is still here." Fan Chengyu patted his chest.

But the next second he saw clearly the bruises on Huo Si's body and his eyes widened.

Huo Si still had difficulty breathing, and the breath he exhaled was very heavy and filled with scalding heat.

"What...what's going on?"

Fan Chengyu hurriedly touched Huo Si's forehead. It was very hot, as if it was going to burn his hand.

"Husband...ma'am, madam, please wake up, madam."

Fan Chengyu slapped Huo Si on the cheek with a trembling voice, but Huo Si kept his eyes tightly closed, his face was red and he was panting hard, and his body was as hot as a stove.

"Fuck Fan Chengyu, you fucking beast."

With two snaps, Fan Chengyu slapped himself twice.

"Doctor, call the doctor first, call the doctor first."

Fan Chengyu hurriedly turned to the bedside table, picked up the phone and called Shen Tianyu with trembling hands.

Shen Tianyu was having lunch with Ye Miao in the dining room. He saw his cell phone ringing and answered it on speakerphone, placing it on the table.

"You just woke up and you called me? I don't care about your old age."

"Doctor, please call a doctor for me. Hosta has a high fever and his body is terribly hot."

Fan Chengyu interrupted hastily and loudly before Shen Tianyu could finish speaking.

Shen Tianyu, who was cutting Ye Miao's steak, stopped teasing him and immediately hung up the phone and told the maid on the side, "Go call the doctor."

"Yes."

The maid immediately rushed out of the dining room because she also heard Fan Chengyu's voice and knew that the matter was serious just by hearing it.

"Huo Si is sick?"

Ye Miao ate the steak with his fork and raised his head in confusion to ask Shen Tianyu.

"Maybe it's too cold and I have a fever."

Shen Tianyu knew why Huo Si had a fever, but he didn't tell Ye Miao directly.

If Ye Miao knew the reason for Huo Si's fever and stopped feeding him because of fear, it wouldn't be worth the loss.

"Is Huo Si so weak?"

Ye Miao continued to stuff the steak into his mouth, muttering.

If Fan Chengyu uses that thing, it will be fine if he doesn't die.

Shen Tianyu complained in his heart.

"Huo Si is sick?"

Fan Yu, who was sitting across the long table, raised his eyebrows and asked Shen Tianyu.

Shen Tianyu simply nodded and fed Ye Miao foie gras.

Ye Miao opened his mouth to eat. After eating, he looked at Brahma Prison opposite and said, "It must have been too late to handle the work and not keep warm."

"I'm not a kid anymore. I don't know how to wear more clothes."

Fan Yu did not doubt what Ye Miao said, nor did he think about Huo Si being bullied. After all, he did not think that his younger brother could bully Huo Si.

He Zheng, who was sitting next to the Brahma Prison looking at his phone and drinking coffee, said nothing, but he knew very well in his heart that this was probably not an ordinary fever. It was impossible to imagine that Huo Si, with his physical condition, could have a fever due to a cold.

"We'll go see Huo Si when we're full."

Fan Yu stuffed the half-eaten bun into He Zheng's mouth.

He Zheng acted like a recycling bin as always, nodding without looking away from his phone, eating the bun in his mouth and taking a sip of coffee.

Brahma continued to eat the food on the plate. When he ate a durian cake, he immediately frowned and his face was full of disgust.

He spit the durian cake into the plate and stuffed the other half into He Zheng's mouth.

He Zheng didn't like durian either, but he was used to it after being held in the Brahma Prison for seven years.

Because when Brahma Prison eats food, he never remembers what it is, and he always steps into the trap again and again.

He Zheng swallowed the durian cake and drank coffee calmly without even frowning.

"Here you go, go and taste it."

Fan Yu took a fork of steak and stuffed it into He Zheng's mouth.

"This meat is not bad either."

Fan Yu didn't know what kind of meat he ate. He took a bite and thought it was delicious and stuffed it to He Zheng.

The corners of He Zheng's mouth raised slightly as he looked at the phone. Fan Yu still knew how to share the delicious food with him instead of giving him everything he didn't want to eat.

More than ten minutes later.

"Finally full."

Brahma put down his knife and fork, as if eating was completing a task.

He took a sip of juice and looked at He Zheng beside him, "Are you full?"

He Zheng nodded, put the empty coffee cup on the table, and stood up from the chair.

Brahma Prison followed suit, flexing his muscles and walking outside the dining room.

He Zheng put their chairs away before following Brahma Prison, while texting his secretary to handle the work.

"Get them both something to eat!"

Brahma turned around and returned to the dining room, and soon he was followed by two maids with trays full of food.

"Let's go!"

Fan Yu said to He Zheng who was waiting at the door of the dining room.

He Zheng glanced at the tray in the maid's hand and saw that there was porridge on it, so he said nothing and walked beside Brahma Prison.

upstairs.

The maids looked at the messy room and were stunned one by one. They really thought that there was a thief in the palace.

They didn't dare to ask what happened. A few people quickly helped the fallen plants and desks and started cleaning.

"How are you, doctor? How is my wife?"

Fan Chengyu, who was wearing a thin white nightgown, asked the old doctor nervously.

The old doctor who bent down to examine Huo Si didn't speak. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Fan Chengyu with contempt.

Fan Chengyu knew that he would be looked down upon if he called the doctor, but he didn't care. He was more worried about Huo Si than his face.

"What's going on? Tell me!"

Fan Chengyu was so anxious that he wanted to shake the old doctor.

"My brain is about to be burned out, what do you think?" the old doctor said to Fan Chengyu angrily.

Fan Chengyu's eyes widened and his whole body felt cold, and the hands on his thighs were shaking.

"He is prone to hypothermia in cold weather, and if you keep tossing him for so long, he thinks you don't want him to live."

The old doctor taught Fan Chengyu a lesson, but did not give Fan Chengyu a good look.

"I'll give him an injection first, and then I'll take antipyretics to recuperate."

"I don't know how serious it is, my arms are dislocated, my ankles and wrists are all bruised, and there's not a single spot on my body that's healthy."

The old doctor scolded Fan Chengyu while giving Huo Si an injection.

Fan Chengyu lowered his head and listened silently. After listening, he slapped himself twice.

After beating him, he walked quickly to the coffee table, took the trash can, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and angrily threw away all the bottles and cans inside.