Ex-husband always wants to remarry me

Chapter 250 Come to the Rescue (1)

When Zhao Youlin saw Xia Zetao's sluggish face, a trace of understanding flashed across her face, and she sighed and coughed lightly, trying to call back someone's wandering mind.

"Ah..." Hearing Zhao Yulin's cough, Xia Zetao woke up like a dream, and greeted the two with a dry smile, "Miss Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, you are here."

"This is..." Duan Yarong looked at Xia Zetao who suddenly appeared in front of her and Zhao Youlin, and cast a questioning look at Zhao Youlin.

Zhao Youlin smiled a little embarrassedly, and said truthfully: "This is President Mu's assistant and secretary, Secretary Xia Zetao Xia."

"Oh, so it's President Mu's secretary." When Duan Yarong heard that the person in front of her was Mu Tingfeng's person, her expression instantly fell.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little weird.

The arc of Xia Zetao's mouth was going to be stiff, so he could only ask for help from Zhao Yulin who was standing beside him. Hey, the mother of the former president's wife was indeed a bad visitor. When he came up and saw his little secretary, he looked like this. Then I'll see if the president is more... The ex-president's wife, save me!

Zhao Youlin quickly received Xia Zetao's eyes calling for help, and knew that her mother was resentful, and the person in front of her could be said to have been shot while lying down. She was really innocent, so she interjected righteously: "Secretary Xia, Where is President Mu?"

Seeing that someone finally broke the silence, Xia Zetao's eyes lightened slightly: "The president is still asleep."

"It's been a long day and he's still sleeping. It seems that President Mu is too tired on weekdays. It's rare to have such an opportunity to be blatantly lazy." As soon as Xia Zetao spoke, Duan Yarong couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Zhao Yulin looked at the completely different mother in front of her, and she really couldn't laugh or cry. That guy Mu Tingfeng seemed to have inspired her mother's unknown side. I really don't know whether to thank him or mourn for him .

Xia Zetao choked, and reacting very quickly, he soon realized that he had caused trouble. With the thought that this disaster could be rescued, he quickly explained: "That...that's not the case. The president is still very strict. So I got up late because I suddenly developed a high fever in the middle of the night last night, and I was tossing all night."

"Did Mu Tingfeng have a fever last night?" Zhao Youlin frowned, but after thinking about it, she felt relieved.

The gunshot wound is not a minor injury or pain, even if it is a copper wall and an iron wall, it can penetrate it, not to mention that it is a person of flesh and blood.

As a conscientious chief secretary and assistant, how could he easily pass up the opportunity to sympathize with the former president's wife in front of the former president's wife?
Xia Zetao immediately said seriously: "Yeah, the fever was so severe that it alarmed several big doctors in the hospital. After working all night, it was considered to be under control a little bit. I fell asleep again this morning when it was dark, and I haven't slept until now. I still have a low-grade fever, remember to ask the president to take antipyretics when Miss Zhao goes in later."

Zhao Yulin nodded, and said in response, "Well, I see."

"Now that Ms. Zhao is here, I'll go back to the company first. The president is not in the company, so there are many things to deal with."

Zhao Youlin glanced at Xia Zetao's slightly embarrassed appearance, and sighed: "Well, go, I'll just watch here."

Xia Zetao bowed to Zhao Youlin and Duan Yarong as if he had been pardoned, and left in a hurry.

For Xia Zetao's departure, Zhao Youlin and Duan Yarong didn't care too much, and pushed open the half-open door of the ward.

What the two of them didn't know was that Xia Zetao hid in a swish when he reached a corner where the two of them couldn't see.

After carefully soothing his frightened little heart, Xia Zetao expressed very loyally that the president was in trouble, and as his right and left hand, he must not leave him alone, he must... call for help!

But the candidate for the rescue... After thinking about it, Xia Zetao felt that no one could be up to this arduous task except his own boss's mother, so he decisively picked up his phone and started reporting.

Xia Zetao on this side was busy looking for someone to distract Duan Yarong away, while Mu Tingfeng on the other side was also very worried.

He, who has always been a light sleeper, actually woke up as early as the moment Zhao Yulin and the two appeared, but when he heard Xia Zetao calling Mrs. Zhao, his heart trembled, and he closed his eyes subconsciously , began to pretend to sleep.

President Mu, who is used to being cool, handsome and domineering, would not admit that this was a subconscious evasion that he suddenly thought of facing the nervousness of his mother-in-law.

Therefore, this is what Zhao Youlin saw when they wanted to enter the door.

In the clean and spacious single VIP ward, the man was wearing a light blue hospital gown that did not match his handsome face, lying on the snow-white hospital bed.

The man's sleeping expression was calm and calm, a little more gentle and calm than usual, and a little less indifferent and serious that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Accustomed to seeing Mu Tingfeng's meticulous appearance, it was the first time Zhao Youlin saw such a different side of him, her heart moved slightly, she put the things she brought over on the table beside the hospital bed, and pulled Duan Yarong to sit aside silently.

Although Duan Yarong had met Mu Tingfeng a few times before, it was the first time for such a close observation.

The man on the bed can't be said to be full of experience, but the three-dimensional facial features that seem to be carved on a knife, even through the clothes, you can still feel the explosive golden ratio figure hidden under it. The aura of a high-ranking person who came here, and the family background that ordinary people can only look up to...

Duan Yarong had to admit that this man did have the capital to make people fall in love with him, no wonder her daughter fell in love with him at first, but unfortunately...

Because Mu Tingfeng pretended to be asleep shamelessly, the atmosphere in the hospital bed was a little stagnant for a while.

Zhao Youlin looked at Mu Tingfeng's side face for a while, and suddenly remembered Xia Zetao's instructions before leaving, got up and glanced at the table beside the hospital bed, looking for a thermometer to measure temperature.

Unfortunately, she couldn't find the thermometer after searching for a long time, so she had to reach out and touch Mu Tingfeng's forehead.

After touching it, he still felt uncertain, so he subconsciously pressed his forehead to test Mu Tingfeng's temperature himself.

When Lele had a cold before, Zhao Yulin often tested whether he still had a fever in this way, so she did this as a matter of course.

Little did they know what kind of scene her possession looked like in the eyes of others, and how much shock and surprise it brought to the person in the hospital bed.

"Yurin, what are you doing?!"

Duan Yarong's exclamation came from behind, and Zhao Youlin was shocked, only then realized that the person who was touching her forehead was not Lele, but...

(End of this chapter)