Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 174 121: Fu Yan was the one who crossed the river and demolished the bridge

Chapter 174 121: Fu Yan was the one who crossed the river and demolished the bridge

She dialed the number, raised it to her ear, and waited for Fu Yan to answer the phone.

After two seconds, the phone was hung up.

Wu Peijin was slightly startled, took down the phone to look at it, and dialed again in disbelief.

The other party shut down directly.

Wu Peijin slowly lowered her hands, squinting her eyes at the person next to her.

Sensing the dangerous sight, Lu Zicang's cynical smile froze slightly, his back stiffened, and he looked at her inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

"Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Zicang was stunned: "What?"

"Deliberately asked me to call Fu Yan," Wu Peijin stared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "That's all right! Fu Yan's phone is turned off, and Jinyue doesn't have her phone, so how can I find someone!"

Lu Zicang was very wronged: "How did I know that he would shut down the phone? I just think that Fu Yan is busy taking care of Mu Jinyue now, and disturbing him will definitely end badly!"

When he was in a hurry, he said what was in his heart directly, and felt that something was wrong when he finished speaking, and quickly covered his mouth, trying to cover it up.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Wu Peijin's cute baby face was distorted, and she reached out to pinch him: "Lu Zicang! You really did it on purpose!"

"Wait a minute! Don't do anything!" There is the car door behind, and Lu Zicang has nowhere to hide, so he can only hold her wrists with both hands, smirk at the corners of his mouth, and said casually: "You are so enthusiastic, it makes me feel embarrassed of."

Wu Peijin blushed with anger and scolded him loudly: "Pervert! Hooligan! Crazy!"

She is usually articulate, and when she scolds Su Shen's black fans, it is like an [-]-character essay, without dirty words and repetitions.But now that I'm out of breath, I can only think of these few words, and there's nothing new or aggressive about it over and over again.

Lu Zicang listened with gusto, and while holding her wrist, he joked with a smirk, "You're not good at cursing, or else, call me a good brother, and I'll teach you?"

"Good Nima!"

"Sister, you are a bit irritable. Would you like some chrysanthemum tea to reduce the heat?"

"Ju, your sister!"

"Aren't you my sister?"

Lu Zicang was so thick-skinned that he didn't get in, Wu Peijin had no choice but to stare at him fiercely and struggle hard.Fortunately, the sports car is open and there is no cover above it, which facilitates Wu Peijin's movements.

She knelt on the seat with one knee, straightened up, waved her fist back and forth, and continued to scold him with uncreative words.

A young man happened to pass by the entrance of the hospital. Seeing this scene, he was dumbfounded for a long time, then turned his head with a blushing face, and muttered to himself: "It's really going downhill!"

At one o'clock in the morning, the doctor came to change the dressing.

Fu Yan finally let go, and strode to the side where the medicine bottle was hung.

The doctor glanced at his slightly trembling right hand hanging by his side, and couldn't help asking him, "Is your hand stiff?"

Fu Yan moved his wrist lightly, and said two words in a neutral tone: "It's okay."

The doctor smiled and shook his head. After changing the medicine, he reached out to touch Mu Jinyue's forehead.

Before he touched someone, a hand was stretched out beside him.The raised bones were hard, and the skin on the back of the hand was slightly cool. It brushed against the doctor's dry palm, and gently stuck it to the sleeping girl's forehead.

The doctor was slightly stunned, and looked along the arm of that hand, and the handsome and handsome profile of the young man came into view.

Fu Yan raised his eyelids, withdrew his hand, and said flatly, "It's still burning, but the temperature has dropped a lot compared to before."

The ward was quiet for a while, the doctor suddenly turned his head and covered his mouth, but he still let out a few suppressed laughs.

Fu Yan looked calm, but his dark pupils flickered slightly, and the tips of his ears hidden under his hair began to feel hot.

Fortunately, the doctor didn't laugh for a long time. After all, he is an adult, and he still has the ability to control himself.

Before Fu Yan became angry, he stopped laughing, with deep smile lines at the end of his eyes, looked at him with interest and asked, "Is it really better? What if you feel wrong and delay your illness? If you really mind , I can call the head nurse over."

Fu Yan pursed his lips and said yes.

The doctor didn't move for a long time.

Fu Yan couldn't help urging: "Don't you want to call the head nurse?"

The doctor couldn't hold back anymore, and shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm just joking. As I said just now, it's just a common fever. Don't worry, there won't be any problems." He said with emotion , "If you care about it, you will be chaotic."

Hearing that there would be no problem, Fu Yan's face softened, and he didn't even mind being laughed at.

"However, we still have to be careful," the doctor smiled and took out a thermometer from the breast pocket of his white coat, handed it to Fu Yan, looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Testing the temperature with your palm is always inaccurate." , please take her temperature."

Take your temperature?

Fu Yan was stunned, and then his body froze in place.This time not only the ears were hot, but also the face started to heat up, scorching hot, I didn't know where to put my hands and feet, and there was a trace of panic in my eyes.

The doctor took a step forward, put the thermometer into his hand, and said with frowned eyebrows, "Okay, I'm going out first, and I'll come back in 10 minutes, so hurry up."

Holding the thermometer in his hand, Fu Yan was stunned for a rare moment, a look of foolishness appeared on his unruly and exquisite facial features, which weakened the deep sharpness of his eyebrows and eyes.

The doctor looked at him and showed a meaningful smile. When he left, he closed the door intimately for him.

With the sound of "click", only Fu Yan and Mu Jinyue were left in the ward, and the atmosphere was quiet and quiet, exuding a charming and ambiguous atmosphere in vain.

The moonlight outside the window was as cool as water, and the faint beige light spread out, making the stars shine brightly, and sprinkled shimmering light on the window sill.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes slowly, looking at Mu Jinyue on the hospital bed.

The plastic shell of the thermometer was stuck in the palm of his hand. He held it hard, and the edges and corners left light red marks on the skin, which tingled a little.

Fu Yan's facial features were tense, his brows were tightly furrowed, only the redness on his face and dodging eyes showed that he was not impatient, but rather - shy.

The beating heart in the left chest was a little out of control, as if it would explode in the next second because it couldn't bear the rapid operation.

Fu Yan raised his hand, slowly opened his palm, his expression struggled for a long time, and then he lost his breath.

It's not that I don't want to.

However, he only dared to think about this kind of thing.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, secretly cursing himself as worthless.

Not only is it useless, but it's also cowardly!

Fu Yan sighed, lowered his hand while holding the thermometer, sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, and lightly touched Mu Jinyue's face with his fingertips.

She still slept soundly, maybe it was not so uncomfortable, her brows and eyes were stretched, and she looked peaceful like a little angel.

Fu Yan laughed, nodded her eyebrows, and said angrily: "You shouldn't be called a little white-eyed wolf, you should be called a little debt collector."

It must be that he owed her in the previous life, and he is willing to repay the debt in this life.

Fu Yan's eyes were tender and affectionate, and he gently rubbed her face with his fingertips, his movements were cautious, revealing cherish and pity.

He put the thermometer on the small convenient table, and planned to wait for the doctor to come back, and asked the head nurse to take Mu Jinyue's temperature.

But plans can never keep up with changes.

The doctor didn't come back, but Mu Jinyue woke up first.

When he saw her eyelashes fluttering, Fu Yan didn't react for a while, so that his fingers still stayed on her face and didn't move away.

Mu Jinyue was conscious at first, but later lying on the hospital bed, she couldn't bear the exhaustion and sleepiness of her body, so she fell asleep for a while.

Just after waking up, her eyes were sleepy, looking at the white ceiling, her dilated pupils gradually focused, and then she noticed the itching on her face.

She turned her head and looked to the side. With such a movement, Fu Yan's fingers lightly slid across her face, and finally touched the corner of her lips.

As if being burned, Fu Yan quickly retracted his arms and curled his fingers, still feeling uncomfortable, and turned his back on his back again, pretending nothing happened.

There was still some panic and embarrassment on his face, his ears were red to his neck, his eyes dodged and he didn't dare to look into her eyes, he coughed twice, and asked her: "Are you awake? How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Mu Jinyue opened her mouth, her voice was no longer clear, it was vague and hoarse: "It's okay."

Fu Yan immediately stopped being shy, stood up and helped her tuck the corner of the quilt, and said in a gentle voice, "I'll get you a cup of hot water, and I'll be right back." The voice was soft as if coaxing her, patiently Admonish, "Maximum 5 minutes, what to do will be discussed when I come back, just lie down obediently and don't move around, you understand?"

Mu Jinyue twitched her brows, but said nothing.

Just as Fu Yan was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of the thermometer on the table out of the corner of his eye.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the thermometer, shook it and handed it to her, put his other hand on the back of his neck, and looked away: "You just woke up, take your temperature."

Mu Jinyue stretched out an arm from under the quilt and took it.

Looking from bottom to top, Fu Yan's facial contours are more three-dimensional, with smooth lines, rendering an indescribable gentleness under the dim light.

Looking down, Mu Jinyue's eyes fell on his sharp Adam's apple and sharp collarbone, her eyes dimmed, she moved her eyes away, her fingers holding the thermometer tightened, and retracted into the quilt.

Fu Yan's mind was in a place where it shouldn't be, so he didn't notice her eyes, and the pace of leaving was a bit hurried and messy.

Mu Jinyue watched his back disappear into the doorway, she was stunned for a moment, then slowly put the thermometer under her arm, and closed her eyes.

While in the taxi, Mu Jinyue woke up for a few minutes, but she was so dazed that she didn't even have the energy to speak.

What is still clear in my mind is Fu Yan's worried and distressed eyes, and the touch of her lips gently brushing his Adam's apple and collarbone.

Mu Jinyue turned her head and rubbed her face on the pillow, her mood was very complicated.

I don't know if he felt it...

Fu Yan's speed was very fast, and he returned to the ward with a disposable water cup in less than 5 minutes.

He also got a straw, Mu Jinyue didn't need to sit up, squatted down next to the hospital bed, and fed her with the straw.

"Is it hot?" Fu Yan asked.

Mu Jinyue took a sip of water, and when she spoke again, her voice was still low, but it was much clearer: "It's not hot."

Fu Yan nodded, and then continued to feed her with confidence.

Halfway through drinking the water, someone knocked on the door, but Fu Yan said "Come in" without raising his head.

The doctor pushed the door open and asked with a smile: "After taking your temperature—" He paused as he spoke, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Mu Jinyue, "Little girl is awake?"

Seeing that the doctor came, Mu Jinyue felt embarrassed and continued to lie down, supporting the bed board with the hand that did not get the needle, and was about to sit up.

As soon as her body moved, Fu Yan stood up, supported her shoulders, exerted a little force to stop her movement, and said in disapproval: "Don't move around, you are still sick, lie down properly."

Mu Jinyue froze for a moment, before she could speak, the doctor laughed first.

"It's just a fever, you're making too much of a fuss." The doctor came over, picked up the thermometer on the table, looked at it, and carefully observed Mu Jinyue's face.Seeing that she was in good spirits, I knew it was nothing serious, and my playful thoughts also came up. I looked at her with a smile and asked, "Little girl, do you find it very annoying that this person controls you so leniently?"

Mu Jinyue's mind was still a little dazed, she didn't understand why the doctor asked such a question, she blinked her eyes, and looked at Fu Yan inexplicably.

Fu Yan was originally a little upset because of the doctor's words, but when he saw Mu Jinyue's blank but dependent eyes, he suddenly felt that his irritable nerves were soothed.

He stroked Mu Jinyue's hair, then looked at the doctor coldly, and said impatiently, "Since when did the doctor meddle in the patient's private affairs?"

The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched, feeling that Feng Shui was really turning.

He just teased this young man for being lenient, but he returned the next sentence.

Such a big man, childish and petty!

The doctor looked at him amusedly: "Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge is not as fast as you. When you came here with someone in your arms just now, you didn't have this attitude."

Fu Yan pretended not to hear, squatted back to the bedside, and asked Mu Jinyue in a soft voice if he still drank water.

Mu Jinyue glanced at the doctor, shook her head in embarrassment, shrunk her neck, half of her small face was hidden under the quilt, and only a pair of clear peach blossom eyes remained, making her look delicate and fragile .

Fu Yan frowned, and helped her pull off the quilt a little bit, exposing her nose, then looked at the doctor, and said the eviction order not too politely: "Since there is no problem, you can go back and rest."

The doctor raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked out, closing the door behind him.

As soon as the doctor left, Mu Jinyue felt a lot more at ease.

She asked, "By the way, where is Peijin?"

Mu Jinyue remembered that it was Wu Peijin who helped her change her clothes at first and helped her go downstairs, but afterward, only the clear and strong mint fragrance was left around her, and Wu Peijin's voice was never heard again.

She had wanted to ask a long time ago, but as soon as she opened her eyes, Fu Yan went to fetch water, and then the doctor came in, but she never found a chance.

Hearing Mu Jinyue's question, Fu Yan was stunned for a while, with a dazed expression: "Who are you talking about?"

"Wu Peijin," Mu Jinyue added, "is my roommate."

Fu Yan thought about it carefully, and then he vaguely remembered that when he called Mu Jinyue, another stranger answered it.

"I don't remember either." Looking at Mu Jinyue, who was pale and in a coma, his mind went blank. How could he care about others?

(End of this chapter)