This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

   Chapter 1380 His illness, let it be fate!

  Wen Cheng strikes the iron while it is hot, and the maid is exasperated when the young lady calls.

  She held her chin up and thought for a while, then agreed to Wen Cheng's suggestion, "That's it, you move faster!"

   "Sister, don't worry!"

  Wen Cheng handsomely raised his eyebrows at the maid, her peachy eyes narrowed slightly, and the hooked little maid blushed.

  After they left in the battery car, Wen Orange moved back to the kitchen swiftly.

  She is very adept at hot milk.

  At the beginning of Linhu Bay, in the middle of the night, she gave Lei Rui hot milk.

  It is precisely because of this that one night, I overheard the phrase "fiancee" he called on the phone.

  Wencheng took the fresh milk out of the fresh-keeping cabinet, and inadvertently remembered all the past events in his mind.

  She curled her lips and laughed at herself, and the mist gradually rising from the milk in the milk pot obscured her vision.

  Five minutes later, Wen Cheng called a scooter battery, holding a thermos cup in her hand, and staring at the scenery along the way.

  Lei’s house is indeed big enough, and the landscape layout of the inner courtyard of the castle is even more beautiful with the new materials of the villa.

  In no time, the scooter will slowly stop near a courtyard fountain, the ground is paved with pebbles, and a three-story castle building is also in sight.

  Wen Cheng got out of the car, looked down at her dress, and when she moved forward, the driver security guard behind her reminded: “Don’t walk around in the young master’s room. You give the milk to his housekeeper and come out quickly.”

"Ok."

  Wen Cheng replied with low eyebrows, but her heartbeat became more and more disordered as she approached the castle.

  She thought, if I had the opportunity to take a look at him today, it would be considered as having her wish.

  As long as he is sure he is well, then he can leave with peace of mind.

  At this time, Wen Cheng wore a hat on top of her head, and in order to conceal her cheeks, she also wore a special kitchen mask.

  Under the corridor in front of the villa, she took a deep breath, and her fingers holding the thermos also secretly exerted force.

After adjusting his mood, Wen Cheng walked into the door of the villa.

  The hall of the castle is magnificent, with quiet corridors connected on both sides.

  Wen Cheng stood in the middle, a little dazed.

  There is no one in such a big villa!

  The housekeeper? Where's the servant? !

  She narrowed her eyebrows slightly, then looked back at the battery car parked outside the door.

  After thinking, Wen Cheng walked to the elevator on the left.

  She guessed that Lei Ruixiu’s room should be upstairs.

  When the elevator reached the third floor, Wen Cheng looked right and left seriously.

  If there is no his bedroom on the third floor, could it be on the second floor? !

   was thinking, a door in the middle of the corridor opened.

  A doctor in a white coat appeared from the door, still carrying a medicine box in his hand, "Doctor Bai, the disease of the young master..."

  The old man who followed the doctor, about 50 or 60 years old, was wearing a gray maid’s suit with an anxious face.

  Wen Cheng knows that doctor.

   is Bai Siqing.

   "His illness... let it be your fate!" Bai Siqing sighed silently and gave a shocking answer.

  Wen Cheng was standing not far away, and she could hear her clearly.

how so!

  The old housekeeper took a breath and almost couldn't stand steady. He shook his body and choked. "Could it be that...Can't Doctor Lian Bai be able to treat it?"

  Bai Siqing shook his head with an obscure expression, "You have seen his current situation, and there is no will to survive. Those eyes have delayed the best treatment, and even the fairy Daluo can't be saved!"

  (End of this chapter)