end of marriage

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An Mo didn't know how he survived that night.

He was burning in the dark, his consciousness gradually became incomplete, and his pajamas and quilt were soaked with sweat.

Just like that, I don't know how long it took, around dawn, the waiter who came to buy him antipyretics last night was worried and came to check the situation, but was frightened as soon as he entered the room.

An Mo rolled to the floor, his clothes were already wet with sweat, his face was terribly pale.

The waitress hurried to his side and touched his forehead with her hand. It was terribly hot. She lost her mind for a while, so she had to dial Zhou Luoyan's number.

Zhou Luoyan and An Mo came here together, they must be his boyfriend or lover, the waitress thought so.

However, the phone rang for a long time and no one answered. The waitress couldn't bear to see such a beautiful man suffer, so she had to call An Mo first and send An Mo to the hospital.

The doctor took An Mo's temperature and it was 39.6. The fever was indeed severe. It was indeed a high fever caused by acclimatization and rain.

The waitress was kind-hearted, and only after An Mo had a drip, took antipyretics, and fell asleep drowsily, did she complete the hospitalization procedures.

She still had to go to work, so she really didn't have time to take care of such a random guest, and she couldn't just throw him in the hospital. After thinking about it, she had to let him stay in the hospital for a few days before contacting Zhou Luoyan.

After everything was settled, she was anxious to go to work, so she could only call Zhou Luoyan again. This time, fortunately, after the ring rang a few times, someone finally answered.

"Hello, sir—"

"The Mr. An who asked you to see yesterday, how is he?" The other party spoke before her, with a somewhat hasty tone.

The waitress quickly replied: "Sir, that Mr. Omega is in the hospital now. He has a high fever. The situation—"

Then, there was a lot of noise on the phone, and the waitress heard someone yelling anxiously: "President Zhou, Miss Ji's situation has changed, please come and have a look!"

The waitress was stunned for a while, but before she could react, a busy tone came from the phone. For some reason, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and the words she wanted to say were blocked in her throat.

The waitress returned to the ward and took another look at An Mo, who was sleeping deeply. She was very quiet, beautiful, and fragile. She sighed silently in her heart, turned and left.

An Mo slept for another whole day. It was around six o'clock in the afternoon when he slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and what he saw was a cold white wall.

He was dazed for a while, and then he slowly came to his senses, knowing that he should be lying on a hospital bed, so he opened his mouth without thinking: "Zhou Luoyan..."

"Ayan..."

Still all around was silent, no one answered.

He woke up suddenly, Zhou Luoyan was not there, Zhou Luoyan had already left.

A burst of bitterness welled up in An Mo's heart, and he swallowed it back.

His throat was so dry that it was about to burst into flames, as if a blood clot was blocked in his throat, he struggled to get up and almost fell to the cold floor.

He hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and he was very weak now.

He poured himself a glass of boiled water, moistened his throat little by little, stared blankly at the white light above his head, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

An Mo came from a good family background, his father ran a listed company, and his business was booming, and his mother was a teacher like him, gentle and virtuous.

An Mo's education since he was a child is to be strict with himself and keep etiquette.His parents supervised his friends and even his entire social circle very strictly. He rarely traveled too far, and he was surrounded by people from the same background as him.After graduating from university, he worked and lived step by step. Although he was free from the excessive attention of his parents, his personality had already been formed, and his life followed the rules, which was lacklustre.

Usually when going out, An Mo mostly follows other people's wishes and preferences. He has always been kind, gentle and caring, and will not spoil other people's happiness.

In fact, he didn't have much preference, and naturally he was so quiet that no one could see whether he hated it or not.

But during this rare and beautiful journey with Zhou Luoyan, he was really happy and relaxed.

But that person personally poured a pot of cold water on his happiness.

An Mo glanced at the white ward, feeling a little lonely in a foreign country and alone in his heart.

After a long time, he finished drinking the hot water in his hand, and felt his body's strength recover a little bit.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and An Mo called "Come in".

An Alpha doctor in a white coat approached him with a smile.

"Hello, Mr. An."

"Hello, Doctor."

Doctor Alpha nodded and continued: "Your high fever is viral, and it may come up again from time to time in the next few days. You just need to pay attention to rest, hang water and take medicine in time, and you will be discharged from the hospital in three to five days." .”

"Of course, you can also choose to go home and recuperate."

An Mo replied: "No need, I will stay in the hospital for observation for a few days, thank you doctor."

After finishing, he asked Dr. Alpha who sent him to the hospital. After explaining the situation, Dr. Alpha gave him the number of the female service.

An Mo wanted to make a phone call to thank the waitress, but the waitress happened to get on the elevator and hurried to the door of his ward.

After seeing An Mo wake up, she said happily, "Mr. An, how are you feeling now?"

An Mo raised his eyes, gave him a gentle smile, first thanked him solemnly, and then said, "I feel much better."

The two chatted for a while, and the waitress suddenly asked him curiously: "Well, Mr. An, I would like to ask you a question. Is Mr. Zhou your boyfriend?"

An Mo paused and shook his head.

The waitress continued: "Oh, no wonder, I called him to say that you were in the hospital. After hearing this, he seemed to be in a hurry and hung up. He hasn't replied to me yet. He obviously came with you. Leave it alone." Just tell me to come and see you and leave by yourself, I haven't been able to get in touch with you before..."

"I thought he was your boyfriend. He doesn't care about people. When you make a boyfriend, you have to pay attention to such a person."

An Mo's phrase "he is my husband" was stuck in his throat, and it was replaced by a smile that could not see clearly the sadness and joy.

The waitress sat for a while, An Mo transferred the medical expenses and hospitalization expenses to her, and thanked her several times.

He originally wanted to transfer more money, but thought it would be disrespectful, so after thinking about it, he decided to choose some gifts for the waitress after he was discharged from the hospital, which would be the most appropriate.

Half an hour later, the waitress stood up and said goodbye. An Mo had just taken the antipyretics, and now the medicine was getting stronger, and he was a little tired, so he was going to continue resting.

After he lay back on the hospital bed, the maid's words drifted through his mind sporadically.

She told Zhou Luoyan that she was sick in the hospital... However, Zhou Luoyan has not called or sent him a message so far.

At this moment, he felt very uncomfortable, took his mobile phone, and suddenly wanted to ask Zhou Luoyan why he left him here alone when he was sick.

But he felt that this was too hypocritical, so he finally threw the phone back on the bed and closed his eyes.

For every time Ji Qing left, Zhou Luoyan would forget his existence anyway.