Dressed as a wealthy and rebellious son, his stepmother

Chapter 36 Illness
In the manor, Shu Wan took a photo of the half-eaten ice cream with her mobile phone while eating the ice cream.

She logged on to the short video platform and prepared to upload the pictures habitually.

But as soon as the software was opened, numerous messages appeared.

Shu Wan was a little surprised. She clicked on her homepage, only to find that the singing video she recorded that day has now accumulated more than 70 likes.

Moreover, her account originally had no fans, but after a few days of fermentation, it now has more than 5 fans, which can barely be regarded as a small internet celebrity.

Shu Wan never thought that so many people would like her because of a song, after a moment of joy, Shu Wan calmed down as usual.

She uploaded the photos she just took on the Internet, with the caption "It's delicious."

It quickly attracted the attention of a large number of fans.

However, everyone's focus is not on the ice cream, but on Shu Wan's hands.

White as jade, slender and clear, like bamboo knots carved from the best jade, beautiful and delicate like a work of art.

[Okay, I can already confirm that the owner of this account is a big beauty, beautiful sister Tie Tie. 】

[The voice is so nice, and the hands are so pretty, my wife looks at me! !Wife stickers! ! 】

【When will you send us a picture? My heart has been stolen by my wife. I still don’t know what my wife looks like. 】

Netizens commented one after another, making Shu Wan a little surprised.

Everyone seems to be extraordinarily enthusiastic, and the comments they post are also quite interesting. It's called this "wife", and she doesn't quite understand it.

Looking at the profile pictures of those accounts, they are basically young girls.

In her previous life, she had seen a man who was obsessed with Longyang, and she also knew that this era is very inclusive.

But so many girls like her, this battle is still a bit outrageous for her.

Although I don't quite understand it, after all, through the Internet, other people will not really do anything to her. In addition, Shu Wan has two lifetimes of experience, these young girls are just like children to her, and she will not care about them.

Shu Wan selectively picked a few comments and interacted with them, which immediately aroused everyone's greater enthusiasm.

"Looking at my wife's previous works, I share a lot of life fragments every day. Can you share more in the future? We love to watch."

In this era, Shu Wan doesn't have many friends. Now through the Internet, she has gained a group of fans who follow her. Naturally, Shu Wan will not refuse everyone's request, "Okay, I will try my best."

After chatting with fans for a while, Shu Wan read the book for a while, and when she got sleepy, she lay down on the bed and took a nap.

Because she slept late and didn't set an alarm clock, Shu Wan didn't wake up until the evening.

At this time, the butler came up to invite her to have dinner, "Young Madam, it is as you said, the young master is back."

"What is he doing?"

"Sit downstairs."

Shu Wan went downstairs, and she saw Fu Yang sitting on the sofa.

He was half leaning on the sofa, with one foot on the table and the other on the skateboard.

He probably came back after skateboarding. Fu Yang's face was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his silver-white hair was wet with sweat, and it was softly attached to his forehead.

He closed his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, his thin lips were pursed slightly, and his face didn't look very good.

"Young master, is there something wrong with you?" Even the housekeeper could tell that something was wrong.

Fu Yang opened his eyes and saw Shu Wan coming down. He forced himself to stretch his expression and kicked off the skateboard under his feet, "No, I'm fine. Is the meal ready? I'm hungry."

"Already prepared."

Fu Yang didn't wait for Shu Wan, and sat down at the dining table to pick up the chopsticks.

But before taking two bites, Fu Yang threw away his chopsticks, said "It's terrible to eat", and then went upstairs.

Shu Wan glanced at his slightly bent back, then turned to the housekeeper, "Let the driver take turns tonight."

"it is good."

Upstairs, Fu Yang walked calmly all the way back to his bedroom, and when the bedroom door was closed, he couldn't hold on any longer.

Fu Yang clutched his stomach and snorted impatiently.

It's as if there are many frozen thin threads tightening the stomach and intestines at the same time, not only the pain, but also a sense of nausea is constantly rising.

Fu Yang lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, and when he fell asleep, he wouldn't feel the stomach pain.

But in this case, even falling asleep can be difficult.

Fu Yang tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, not only did not feel sleepy at all, but also made his stomach churn even more uncomfortable.

Fu Yang endured the stomach pain and sat up, opened the bedside table, and took out a medicine box from it.

He poured a few pills into his mouth, sent them down with a drink, and lay back on the bed.

With the passage of time, the medicine began to take effect, even if the mind was clear, it could not stop the raging drowsiness.

On the ceiling, the chandelier sprinkled the light in the room, and it fell on the medicine box that Fu Yang threw aside. It was clearly written on it that "adults should not exceed 2 pills at a time."

But just now, in order to sleep soundly, Fu Yang ate seven or eight tablets at once.

As the night darkened, Shu Wan went to the study to read after having dinner.

By the time she gradually fell asleep and put down her book and returned to the bedroom, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.

"Has Fu Yang come out?"

"No." The servant replied respectfully.

Shu Wan glanced at Fu Yang's closed door, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Didn't you come out all this time?"

"Yes."

Shu Wan felt that something was wrong, she walked to the door of Fu Yang's bedroom.

Knowing that Fu Yang would not open the door no matter what happened, Shu Wan kicked the door open without hesitation.

She walked to the bed, and Fu Yang was sleeping under the quilt, showing half of his silver hair.

Shu Wan pulled back the quilt a little, and Fu Yang's red ears and cheeks appeared.

Seeing the abnormal red color, Shu Wan lifted the quilt, took Fu Yang's wrist and poked it, her eyebrows frowned.

She didn't know what Fu Yang ate, and she fell into a deep coma.

"Go to the hospital."

Shu Wan is good at medicine, but after all, she doesn't understand many diseases and medicines in this era. The safest way is to go to the hospital first.

"Yes."

After speaking, the servants were about to step forward to carry Fu Yang down, but they saw Shu Wan pull the quilt to wrap Fu Yang up, and then hugged him directly.

In Shu Wan's hands, a person weighing 180 or 60 kg is no different from a large doll. She didn't even take a breath, so everyone had to silently withdraw their hands that were going to help.

Because Shu Wan had explained in advance, the driver sent Fu Yang to the hospital as quickly as possible.

The hospital quickly arranged treatment for Fu Yang, and by the time the nurse transferred him to the general ward, it was already very late.

"Young Madam, why don't you go back first, we can take care of the young master."

Shu Wan waved her hand, "No, you guys go back."

Shu Wan is good at attacking the heart. People who are sick are more vulnerable than usual, and they can get closer. Now is an opportunity.

In her previous life, Shu Wan was able to fight her way through the siege of a group of old, treacherous and powerful officials. She thought she was not a kind person.

The discipline of Fu Yang is also because she wants to gain a firm foothold in this era with the help of the Fu family.

Therefore, she deliberately aroused Fu Yang's competitiveness, and led him to aggravate his gastrointestinal problems until he became ill, so as to create an opportunity for her to get closer to Fu Yang.

This is a very useful method, and it is also a method Shu Wan is familiar with.

But at this time, seeing Fu Yang's pale face, taking off his usual publicity, and turning into a docile and helpless little beast, Shu Wan's eyes flickered slightly.

She could have avoided this way of hurting Fu Yang's body.

(End of this chapter)