Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

Su Zhixing pushed the suitcase under the eaves of the villa and was about to use the key to open the door.

Song Zheyan was very considerate and only allowed her to carry light and small luggage, not allowing her to carry heavy objects.

But even though the physical labor was not much, Su Zhixing felt that her breathing was a little abnormal.

This breathing was a bit too rapid.

"Miss Su, you don't look well. Do you want me to help you take a look?"

Song Zheyan moved two suitcases and was about to move the third one, but he found that Su Zhixing's aura was not right.

Her jade-white face looked obviously worse than usual.

Song Zheyan only knew that Su Zhixing was a recent college graduate, and he didn't know that she was an excellent medical practitioner.

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night." Su Zhixing hesitated, too embarrassed to say specifics.

She did feel particularly tired today, probably because she was too exhausted last night.

Su Yan drugged her last night, and Qiao Yichen tortured her several times.

She got up in the middle of the night again to help Ni Huiyue catch the adulterer. After Qiao Yichen left the room in the second half of the night, she was half asleep and her sleep quality was very poor.

And today I have been busy all day dealing with Ni Huiyue's divorce and haven't had a chance to rest yet.

After tossing around like this day and night, it seemed reasonable that she felt extremely tired.

Song Zheyan wanted to care about her, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously.

"Are you really okay? Let me take your pulse."

Su Zhixing shook her head, "It's okay, I'll be able to recover after a night's rest."

Song Zheyan originally reached out to take the woman's pulse.

After hearing Su Zhixing say that she was fine, he had no choice but to pull his hand back.

After all, Su Zhixing hasn't divorced yet, and he's afraid that if he's too proactive, she'll mistakenly think he's behaving badly.

"Well, if you have anything, just tell me."

After saying that, Song Zheyan went out to move the remaining luggage in the car.

Su Zhixing opened the door and entered the villa, and was immediately swept over by a feeling of suffocation.

There was a smell of dust and mold in the air.

Inside the villa, the furniture, doors and windows were covered with thick dust, and it looked like no one had taken care of them for a year or two.

It seems that Su Jun, this old fox, gave his oldest villa to his first wife.

Su Zhixing quickly opened the window to ventilate.

But opening the windows is not helpful when there is too much dust.

She immediately opened the APP on her mobile phone to find a part-time cleaner.

Ni Huiyue is seriously ill, her immunity has been severely damaged, and her physical condition has dropped to the lowest point possible.

Once she inhales dust, mold, etc. and develops allergies, it will make the situation worse for her body, or even be a fatal blow.

But hourly workers need to make an appointment, and it’s almost dark at this time, so it’s unrealistic to ask them to come and clean right away.

Su Zhixing searched on her phone and contacted several housekeeping agencies, but couldn't find an hourly worker who could come and work immediately.

It’s better to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

Su Zhixing had just wiped the dust in the living room when she suddenly felt dizzy and her abdomen was churning.

She rushed to the bathroom and retched.

How could this be?

She had occasionally felt like vomiting before, but she didn't take it seriously.

After all, I am proficient in medicine and can detect diseases in time.

But if there are several consecutive dry heaves, it is necessary to take it seriously.

Su Zhixing was about to feel her own pulse when she heard Song Zheyan's shout from outside the bathroom.

"Miss Su, what's wrong with you? Can I come in?"

As soon as Song Zheyan entered the villa, he saw Su Zhixing covering her mouth and hurried into the bathroom.

He waited outside for a while, worried that something had happened to her and wanted to rush in to check.

"No...it's okay." Su Zhixing came out of the bathroom with a pale face.

Song Zheyan could no longer be reserved and showed his manliness.

"Miss Su, you don't look right. Come sit on the sofa and I'll take a closer look at you."

Su Zhixing nodded. She really wanted to sit for a while.

But as soon as she took a step, her eyes suddenly went dark, her head felt dizzy, the world was spinning, and she was about to fall.

"Miss Su!" Song Zheyan quickly supported her, "I'll carry you over."

As he said this, he bent down and picked up Su Zhixing horizontally.

Su Zhixing felt very embarrassed and uncomfortable when she was suddenly hugged by another man, and her whole body was resisting.

This was the second time Song Zheyan hugged her.

The last time was last night at the Su family dinner, when she sprained her ankle.

Being stared at by so many eyes, she didn't dare to struggle and embarrass Song Zheyan.

But today is different. There is no one else here, so she doesn’t have to worry about Song Zheyan’s face. Of course, she will refuse it vigorously.

"Mr. Song, don't. I can walk on my own after I calm down."

The more she struggled, the more Song Zheyan couldn't hold her steady. "Ms. Su, don't move. It's just a few steps away..."

Before she could finish her words, Su Zhixing struggled so hard that she almost fell down.

In a panic, she quickly reached out and grabbed the lapel of Song Zheyan's suit.

Just then, Qiao Yichen walked in, supporting Ni Huiyue.

He glanced aside and was stunned.

Clusters of flames suddenly jumped out of the deep black eyes.

From his perspective, Princess Song Zheyan was holding Su Zhixing, and Su Zhixing was clinging to his chest.

The two of them are really in love with each other...