Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 638 Damn, don't die?

He raised his hand and knocked on the bathroom door——

"Ning'an."

There was only the sound of "squeaking" water in the bathroom, but there was no response!
"Ning'an!"

Song Shaoyan yelled a few more times, his face changed suddenly, and he kicked open the bathroom door!
When the door opened, there was a mess inside.

The shower was turned on, and the water flowed all over the ground. There was no white mist, only a chill that made people shiver.

Ning An was lying on the ground, her face was covered with messy hair, her whole body was cold and lifeless.

Song Shaoyan panicked, took the bath towel and wrapped her thin body.

"Ning'an! Wake up!"

His hands were cold, but Ning An's body was even colder!
Only then did Song Shaoyan realize that she took a cold shower.

Damn, do not die?

Ning An's face was pale, his lips were as white as a piece of paper, motionless and bloodless.

Song Shaoyan called her, but she couldn't hear her either.

Song Shaoyan ran out with her in his arms, and hurriedly wrapped her in a thick coat, before he had time to change into his slippers, he quickly ran into the garage.

Taking out a sports car, Song Shaoyan stepped on the accelerator and sent Ning An to the hospital.

Along the way, Ning An didn't wake up, and started to have a high fever.

When he arrived at the hospital, Ning An was already scorching hot.

In a daze, without a little consciousness.

There were still traces of Song Shaoyan's forceful kisses on her snow-white neck, densely packed, covering her neck and shoulders.

"39°, Mr. Song, your wife has a severe fever, is she going to be hospitalized?" the doctor asked.

Song Shaoyan rubbed his temples and nodded: "Go through the hospitalization procedures."

The doctor prepared a VIP ward for Ning An, and gave her injections and hanging water.

Song Shaoyan walked to the smoking room of the hospital, lit a cigarette, his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes could not see the bottom.

He was wearing a straight shirt and trousers, but he was wearing slippers, which looked very uncoordinated.

But he didn't seem to care about it, he just took a few puffs of cigarettes.

Not long after, Song Shaoyan's cell phone rang.

"Is that Mr. Song? I'm Ye Jiaqi. I want to ask if An An is at home?" Ye Jiaqi said anxiously.

She waited all morning in the morning teahouse, but Ning An didn't come.

Moreover, she didn't answer any of the calls she made to Ning An, nor did she return them.

Ning An has always been punctual, so she wouldn't be so irresponsible.

Ye Jiaqi was worried, so he asked Josnian for Song Shaoyan's phone number.

Song Shaoyan frowned: "She is not feeling well and is hospitalized."

"Hospitalized? I chatted with her yesterday. Is she okay? Which hospital is she in? I'll go see her."

"The third hospital."

"I'll come right away."

Ye Jiaqi hung up the phone, picked up his bag and left from the morning tea shop.

Why are you hospitalized all of a sudden?are you sick?

Ye Jiaqi was very anxious. She didn't want to see anything happen to anyone she knew.

She hopes they are all well.

It was already past ten o'clock in the morning when Ye Jiaqi took a taxi to the third hospital.

After asking the ward number, she went directly to Ning An's ward.

Song Shaoyan sat on the sofa, motionless.

"Mr. Song." Ye Jiaqi greeted.

She saw a slap mark on Song Shaoyan's face, which was red and eye-catching.

At the same time, she also saw Ning An who was hanging the water, his face was haggard, pale, and there was no blood at all.

"En." Song Shaoyan raised his eyelids lightly.

"What's wrong with Ann?"

"fever."

"The weather is cold?"

"Ah."

Ye Jiaqi sighed, put down the fruit in his hand, and ran to the hospital bed.

Ning An's complexion was very ugly, and Ye Jiaqi could vaguely see hickey marks on her neck.

(End of this chapter)