The husband and wife are not very good

In the villa, after making breakfast, the butler saw that there was no young master Mo in the living room, so he went upstairs and knocked on the door of the room a few times, then stood aside and waited patiently. He didn't hear any sound from inside, so the butler looked downstairs again with some doubts, and seeing that there was no one else besides him, he was sure that the young master of the Mo family should still be sleeping in the room.

Raising his hand to see that it was almost eight o'clock in the morning, remembering the young master's previous wishes, the housekeeper turned the lock slightly and found that the door was not locked, so he pushed the door and walked in.

When he saw the person leaning against the bed and sitting on the ground, the butler was startled for a moment, and then immediately walked to the bed with big strides.

Kneeling down and looking at the person who fell asleep with his eyes closed, the butler raised his hand and gently pushed Young Master Mo's arm. Although he wondered why Young Master Mo fell asleep sitting on the ground, he still wanted to wake him up In order to let him go down to have some breakfast and then come back to sleep.

Zheng Shujin vaguely felt that someone was calling him, but his eyelids were so heavy that he didn't want to open them at all. He wanted to raise his hand to open the person who disturbed his sleep, but because of sitting all night, not only his legs were numb, Even the arms are a little stiff.

Opening her eyes with difficulty, she looked at the butler who was looking at her worriedly. Zheng Shujin supported the bedside and wanted to stand up, but her legs and feet were disobedient. Just halfway through standing, she suddenly fell forward.

Seeing Young Master Mo's movements, the butler was startled, and hastily reached out to catch him. When he touched his hot body, the butler touched Young Master Mo's forehead in a conditioned reaction, and immediately said, "Young Master!" Ma'am, you are sick, let's go to the hospital to have a look."

After finishing speaking, the butler turned his back on him, picked him up and walked towards the door.

When Zheng Shujin heard the word hospital, he struggled directly from the housekeeper's back. He would not go to the hospital, and he didn't want to go. He knew his own body. He just needed to take some medicine and sleep. .

It's just because of sitting on the cold floor tiles all night last night, not only did I feel a little cold, but my throat was also a little dry and sore, but when I saw the butler's frowning brows, I still spoke hoarsely to comfort him. He said, "Housekeeper, just pour me some water and some medicine. I just have a fever. Don't make a fuss and go to the hospital."

"Young madam, you can't take your body seriously. If the young master comes back, he will definitely be worried. Shall we go to the hospital?"

The butler is about to blame his young master to death now, it is really a critical moment, isn't he very concerned and worried about the physical condition of the young master of the Mo family?How could someone be sick but he didn't come back all night, and he didn't know what to do.

When the butler mentioned Lan Zhimian, Zheng Shujin's heart ached sharply, but because of the presence of the butler, he swallowed the blood that was about to burst out, then shook his head and walked towards the bed go.

"Young Madam, it is estimated that the Young Master will be back soon. When he comes back, he knows that you are sick, so he will definitely take you to the hospital. Let's go first. I will call him later and ask him to go directly to the hospital, okay? ?”

Zheng Shujin really doesn't want to hear him mention Lan Zhimian anymore, when he thinks of Lan Zhimian, he thinks of the photo from last night, maybe he is lying on someone else's bed with another woman in his arms and enjoying sleeping.

Thinking of Lan Zhimian's intimacy with others, Zheng Shujin's face immediately turned pale. Although she told herself that it was time to give up, the roots and sprouts had already taken root in her heart. It's not so easy to just give up and give up. And because of his mood, the blood that was forcibly swallowed was finally spit out.