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

Chapter 173 120: Don't play with fools

Chapter 173 120: Don't play with fools

Mu Jinyue's consciousness is always clear.

Like an out-of-body experience, she could clearly feel what was going on around her.From when Wu Peijin called her to when Fu Yan carried her into the hospital, Mu Jinyue knew about it all along.

But her body was out of control, she couldn't open her eyes, and she couldn't speak.

Later, she felt a stabbing pain on the back of her hand, and then the cold liquid flowed into her body, and the surrounding was quiet.

"It's really fine. It's just a fever. Don't worry too much. You'll recover tomorrow." The doctor said to Fu Yan who was next to him after giving Mu Jinyue the needle.

Fu Yan's face was gloomy, his jaw line was tense, his expression was solemn, his dark eyes were like the sky before a storm, filled with darkness and haze.

He said hoarsely, "Thank you."

The doctor put the medicine in the glass bottle beside him, after tidying up the equipment, he looked at him amusedly and asked, "Seeing that you are so nervous, is it your girlfriend?"

Fu Yan looked at Mu Jinyue, his expression relaxed slightly, his eyes softened, and his lowered voice was gentle and affectionate: "Not yet."

The doctor understood, smiled ambiguously, and then urged: "When this bottle of medicine is about to run out, remember to go to the consulting room just now to find me to change the medicine."

Fu Yan said yes, and the doctor took the things and left.

Now is not a period of high incidence of influenza, and there is no one else in the ward.It was dark outside the window, and the light above the head was dim. It fell down gently, and shone on the girl's blushing face on the hospital bed, softening her beautiful facial features, adding a bit of fragile and loving temperament.

Fu Yan pulled up the chair, gently placed it beside the hospital bed, sat down, and raised his hand to touch her forehead.

The medicine didn't work that fast, and her forehead was still hot and covered in cold sweat.

Fu Yan wiped away bit by bit with his fingertips, and leaned slightly closer, his eyes entwined with her eyebrows.

Well-behaved, quiet, fragile and thin, completely different from the aggressive appearance when awake.

But he would rather Mu Jinyue look at him coldly and sneer than she would lie here so sickly.

"Little heartless," the low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, very soft, inaudible, accusing: "I have been waiting for you for a day, and you just scare me like this? Huh?"

Naturally, no one answered.

After a long time, Fu Yan sighed, leaned closer, closed his eyes, and kissed her lightly on the brow, with pity and cherishment.

He didn't get up right away, the hot temperature from her forehead stained his lips, burning all the way to his chest.

Her waist was sore, Fu Yancai straightened up unwillingly, after a while, he lowered his head and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Hmm..." Mu Jinyue suddenly let out a low sigh.

Fu Yan's heart suddenly rose, and he sat up straight suddenly, pretending to be calm, but he didn't know that his ears were completely red.

He held his breath and concentrated, but saw that Mu Jinyue only frowned and did not open his eyes.

After a few more seconds, Fu Yan gently called her name: "Mu Jinyue?"

Mu Jinyue's eyelashes didn't even tremble.

Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his tense muscles relaxed, only to realize that his back was wet with sweat.

He smiled silently, and didn't dare to make any more small movements, but just looked at her tenderly.

But not long after, Mu Jinyue frowned again, closed her eyes and hummed twice, as if feeling unwell.

Fu Yan couldn't sit still anymore, stood up, reached out and touched her face: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Mu Jinyue didn't answer him, but just stretched out her hand to touch the back of her hand with the drip.

Fu Yan quickly held her arm to prevent her from touching it, and said in a anxious tone, "Don't move around, be careful of blood returning!"

Mu Jinyue, who had a fever, was a little unconscious, unlike her usual indifference and coolness, she was a little willful, shaking her head and humming a word.

Her voice was too low, and Fu Yan couldn't hear her clearly, so he could only press her arm and get closer: "What did you say?"

Mu Jinyue repeated it again in a daze, but the voice was lower than before, and she couldn't hear clearly.

Fu Yan had no choice but to get closer.

The hospital bed was too low, he stood, bent sideways, bent over ninety degrees, and could barely hear her voice.

The girl's breath was hot, brushing gently over the tips of her ears, and the hot air penetrated into the cochlea. Fu Yan's body trembled, and her earlobe brushed against her lips, as if she had been scalded.

His eyes sank, he gritted his teeth and stood up. It took two seconds for his nerves to convey the meaning of her words to his brain.

--cold.

Because he was afraid that Mu Jinyue would have a fever and feel cold, Fu Yan had already covered her with two quilts. Before the needle was inserted, she was still struggling to get out from under the quilt, so she must not be cold.

Fu Yan looked at the slender wrist that was fixed by him. After a moment, his eyes shifted to the back of her hand where the needle was pricked, and then gradually moved up to the medicine bottle.

He frowned, stretched out a hand, and crossed the hospital bed from above, and put the infusion tube on his warm palm.The other hand was still holding Mu Jinyue's wrist to prevent her from moving.

Mu Jinyue quickly calmed down, her frowning brows relaxed, she smacked her lips, and fell into a deep sleep.

A smile flashed across Fu Yan's eyes, and he gently rubbed her white wrist twice with his fingertips, fearing that she would feel uncomfortable, so he slowed down the drip speed.

He didn't dare to move the hand warming the infusion tube, and just kept this awkward posture, looking down at her.

In the middle of the round, the head nurse came to make rounds, and this was what he saw.

The head nurse is a middle-aged woman with gentle eyebrows. She just entered the ward, and she still didn't understand what Fu Yan was doing, and it took her a while to react.

"Is the medicine too cold?"

Fu Yan raised his eyes, glanced past her face, then looked down at Mu Jinyue, and responded lightly.

The head nurse looked funny, and couldn't help but say a few more words: "The temperature in the room is high, so the next bottle should not be cold."

Fu Yan said "hmm" without emotion.

The head nurse looked at the amount left in the medicine bottle, raised her eyebrows in surprise, then carefully checked the infusion rate, and couldn't help but covered her mouth and smiled.

This young man was born well, he was rebellious and reckless, he didn't want to talk too much, but he was very considerate when taking care of others.

She didn't say anything more, and after taking notes, she took the notebook and left.

On the willow twigs on the moon, stars surround the bright moon, and a few street lamps on the street reflect the starlight and light up the night.

Under the street lamp, the girl's figure was elongated and disappeared in the corner of the street.

A girl's ignorant and yearning voice came from ahead.

"Senior, is high school really that fun?"

"What did I lie to you for?" He smiled softly and stroked the hair of the girl next to him lovingly: "You will be in high school next year, and if you have anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me."

The girl nodded obediently.

There was a trace of darkness in Anyan's eyes, and he suddenly lowered his eyes, and his tone was vaguely lonely: "However, by the time you come, Senior Fu should have left."

The girl froze for a moment, didn't speak, as if she didn't react.

He He hooked his lips at her, his smile couldn't hide his bitterness: "I know you like Fu Yan——"

"No!" The girl interrupted him excitedly: "I haven't liked Senior Fu for a long time."

He raised his head with a surprised expression, and there was a look of anticipation between Wen Run's brows. After looking at her for a long time, he asked hesitantly, "Then, do you have someone you like now?"

The girl blushed, lowered her head, the cold moonlight shone on her red ears, and also shone into a pair of mocking eyes.

After being coy for a long time, she finally took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to say, "The person I like is, is..."

She "yes" for a long time, but she didn't "yes" for a reason. She waited patiently for her next article, with a gentle expression.

He is not in a hurry, but someone is.

"any."

The sudden female voice startled the girl, she hurriedly raised her head and looked over in a daze of embarrassment.

Seeing the face clearly through the moonlight and streetlights, the girl bit her lower lip, and looked at anyone again, her voice was no longer brisk, and she was a little disappointed: "Senior, is this someone you know?"

He looked away, looked slightly annoyed, and said in a low voice with a sullen face: "It's also from high school, I don't know her well."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth curled up, and whatever she was thinking was written on her face.

"Anyone, why didn't you answer my phone?" Shi Zhenzhen's eyes were sharp, his eyes swept across the girl's face, and he snorted coldly: "It seems that you can only deceive this kind of little girl."

The girl didn't know why, and looked at anyone suspiciously.

He frowned, suppressed his anger and said to the girl: "You go back first, and I will explain to you tomorrow."

The girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded, then glanced at Shi Zhenzhen quietly, and said softly, "Then be careful."

He waved his hand casually, showing a little impatience in his heart.

But he hid it well, and the girl didn't notice it, and left without turning his head.

When the person walked away, He He asked, "What are you doing here?"

"You still ask me?" Shi Zhenzhen asked arrogantly: "Why didn't you answer my phone? Also, what's going on with Mu Jinyue? Did you succeed?"

succeed?

He almost lost his life!

Anyone recalled the cold, suffocating, near-death feeling when he sank to the bottom of the lake.

A gloomy coldness rushed up from his back, He He shuddered, with lingering fears in his heart.

"I'm quitting," he said, "that guy is a nut!"

Shi Zhenzhen couldn't believe it: "What did you say?" She shouted angrily, "You are not allowed to stop! Whoever allowed you to say you don't do it!"

"Shi Zhenzhen!" All patience was exhausted, and she looked at her madly: "Don't forget, the two of us are just cooperating, you have no right to order me to do anything."

Shi Zhenzhen was so angry that she couldn't speak, her face was flushed, and her false eyelashes were crumbling.

"For the sake of the cooperation, let me also remind you," He folded his arms and said coolly, "Fu Yan already knew that you let me approach Mu Jinyue, and asked me to tell you You, don't challenge his bottom line."

Shi Zhenzhen's expression froze, slightly distorted.

He He smiled suddenly, evil spirit filled his pupils, and gloated: "In my opinion, his bottom line is Mu Jinyue."

"Enough!" Shi Zhenzhen screamed, pointing at him and yelling, "Shut up!"

Any sneer turned and left.

His figure disappeared, and Shi Zhenzhen was still standing there, her chest heaving violently, her face full of anger.

With her back against the light, her expression was hidden in the darkness, and the expression in her eyes could not be seen clearly.

*

A sports car was parked in front of the hospital, its cool body was shrouded in moonlight, dazzling.

But it was midnight, and the entrance of the hospital was deserted, but no one saw it.

In the car, Wu Peijin was still in shock, clutching the seat belt tightly with both hands, looking ahead without saying a word, her eyes dull.

Lu Zicang snapped his fingers in front of her: "Stupid?"

Wu Peijin was so frightened that she leaned back a bit, and then she regained her breath, her face flushed, and she gasped for breath.

Lu Zicang laughed at her unceremoniously: "Excellent!"

"Damn!" Wu Peijin was so angry that she swears directly, and turned her head to stare at him fiercely: "Your driving skills are so bad, how dare you accuse me? Be careful, my mother will report you for driving without a license!"

Lu Zicang flicked his bangs calmly: "Who said I was driving without a license?"

"Didn't you say it yourself?" Wu Peijin was stunned and asked back.

"Ah, that," Lu Zicang curled his lips at her, and said with a smirk, "I lied to you."

Wu Peijin: "..."

This guy didn't have a few serious words. Wu Peijin took two deep breaths, restrained his urge to kill, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to call Mu Jinyue.

Before the number was dialed, Wu Peijin suddenly realized that she came out in a hurry, and only had time to change their clothes. Mu Jinyue's phone was still left in the dormitory, and she didn't bring it with her at all.

She had no choice but to look at Lu Zicang with burning eyes, waiting for him to contact Fu Yan.

Lu Zicang felt uncomfortable being watched by her: "What do you see me doing?"

"Jinyue didn't bring a mobile phone," Wu Peijin asked, "Can you call Fu Yan?"

The corner of Lu Zicang's mouth twitched, he unlocked the phone, and threw it to her.

"You have to fight yourself," he emphasized, "Use your mobile phone!" It's only at this time that a fool challenges Fu Yan's patience!

The little fool Wu Peijin picked up the phone in a daze, then clicked into the address book to find Fu Yan's number.

When she took out her mobile phone, she suddenly remembered the rumors about Lu Zicang that she had heard.

Wu Peijin gave him a squinting look, and while typing the number, she muttered in a low voice: "It's really as stingy as in the rumors, and you have to care about the phone bill of a few cents."

"..."

The space in the car is so big, no matter how soft she is, it will inevitably fall into Lu Zicang's ears.

He laughed angrily, licked the corner of his mouth, leaned back, and said lazily, "Stingy? How much is it? Do you know that the gas money I spent on this journey is enough for you to make ten phone calls. "

Wu Peijin raised her eyes, and gave him a suspicious look: "If you don't tell me, I haven't thought about it yet." After a pause, she asked solemnly, "This car actually belongs to Fu Yan, right?"

Lu Zicang was speechless for a moment, and raised his hand to rest his forehead.

"Really let me guess right?" Wu Peijin returned the phone to him, and did not forget to boast: "I am indeed a genius!"

"What a genius!" Lu Zicang sneered, "I'm just reflecting on whether I'm usually too low-key!"

low key...

Wu Peijin gave him a hard look, and decided not to play with fools anymore, for fear of being infected.

(End of this chapter)