Sweet love and sweet pet: ex-husband pursues little wife again

Chapter 88 Jing Hedong is sick

Tang Nianchu felt that Jing Hedong was really funny, and the word pretentious was not too much to describe him.

For three years, she served Jing Hedong conscientiously every day, and Jing Hedong didn't even look at her more than once.Now that she is about to get divorced, Jing Hedong has shown some ulterior motives for her.

Could it be that Jing Hedong has a habit of cherishing something when he loses it?
Of course, these were all speculations in Tang Nianchu's heart, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of Jing Hedong, otherwise, if someone became furious, she might be mercilessly strangled to death.

Tang Nianchu, who was deeply hurt by it, no longer dared to provoke at will.

Facing Tang Nianchu's irony, Jing Hedong was not interested in bickering with her.

He put the necklace on the coffee table on the marble table, and said in a faint voice with some indifference, "I'm too lazy to argue with you. I took this necklace back from Su Minjiao. Don't give it to others casually."

After all, it was given by him, Jing Hedong didn't want her to give it away.

If Tang Nianchu hadn't been forced to use the necklace to save his life this time, he would have been furious because of it.

"You can let Secretary Zhao do this kind of thing, why make a special trip by yourself?" Tang Nianchu reached out to pick up the necklace and looked at it repeatedly. Fortunately, Su Minjiao should cherish it very much, the necklace looks intact.

"I'll drop by to see if you're happy with your stay."

"Thanks to Ruoyi, I am very satisfied with my stay."

"As long as you're satisfied, then I'm leaving."

Jing Hedong didn't take a sip of the drink in front of her. He stood up, his tall figure swaying, as if he was a little unsteady.

Tang Nianchu looked at him calmly, wondering what tricks Jing Hedong was going to play.

Immediately, Jing Hedong fell down and fell on the soft leather sofa.

Tang Nianchu slightly raised his eyebrows, it seems that Jing Hedong's acting skills are good, but he wants to find an excuse to stay here?
She waited for a full 3 minutes, but Jing Hedong still didn't wake up.

He kept falling and just flung himself on the sofa cushion, looking a little embarrassed.

"Jing Hedong, are you pretending to be dead?" She asked tentatively.

Jing Hedong didn't answer, and remained motionless.

Tang Nianchu was finally in a hurry, she felt that Jing Hedong's face was a bit ugly just now, could it be that he fainted?

No way?
Tang Nianchu had a black line on his forehead, Jing Hedong was in good health, let alone fainted, he rarely even had a cold, how could he faint?
After hesitating for a moment, Tang Nianchu got up.

She helped him to sit up, and found that Jing Hedong's face was extremely ugly, and his lips were almost losing color.

He was hot all over, and she could feel his body temperature even through the shirt and sweater.

"Jing Hedong, do you have a fever? Do you have a cold?" She pushed Jing Hedong's shoulder, her tone became anxious.

Jing Hedong didn't speak, he had already passed out.

He was physically and mentally exhausted with almost no rest in the past few days, probably because he was too exhausted and his resistance decreased, so he fell ill.

He rarely took medicine, he thought he was young enough to carry it, so he didn't even bother to see a doctor. Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at Tang Nianchu's house, he couldn't bear the exhaustion from the bone marrow, so he just fainted and fell down. up.

At this moment, he could finally relax and fall asleep.

Jing Hedong was ill, this shouldn't have anything to do with Tang Nianchu, but unfortunately he fell asleep at her house, and Tang Nianchu had to take care of him.

Heartbroken, Tang Nianchu hurriedly told him to lie down, and then went to carry the new blanket from upstairs to cover Jing Hedong's body, and then went to the kitchen to boil water to find the medicine box.

Jing Hedong developed a high fever, which was over 39 degrees.

After taking care of Jing Hedong in a hurry, after taking the medicine, she ran back and forth in the living room and kitchen, constantly wet the towel with cold water and give him a cold compress.

After more than two hours, Jing Hedong's fever finally started to subside.

After seeing the number on the thermometer drop to 36 degrees, Tang Nianchu finally let out a long sigh of relief, remembering that she had promised to call Lei Junhui, seeing that it was past one o'clock in the middle of the night, Tang Nianchu hurriedly pulled up and went again. Upstairs bedrooms run.

Picking up the mobile phone lying quietly on the bed, Tang Nianchu saw the system prompting several missed calls and text messages as soon as he unlocked it.

When I opened it, except for one message from Ouyang Yun, saying that she had arrived home safely, the rest were all phone calls and text messages from Lei Junhui.

He was very worried about her, but it was too late after all, and Lei Junhui would have to get up early tomorrow, so Tang Nianchu simply replied a text message, saying that he accidentally fell asleep and turned his phone on silent.

Going downstairs again, Tang Nianchu saw Jing Hedong sitting up.

"Are you awake? Are you thirsty? Drink some water?" Tang Nianchu hastened his pace, walked over, picked up the light salt water she had prepared before and poured it for Jing Hedong to drink.

Unexpectedly, Jing Hedong didn't need it.

He obviously woke up because he was not feeling well. After taking the antipyretics, people would sweat profusely, so his sweater and shirt were all soaked.

Jing Hedong glanced at Tang Nianchu in a daze, and muttered: "I'm dreaming again..."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the quilt, took off the wet sweater, and reached out to unbutton the shirt again.

Tang Nianchu saw it, immediately put down the water glass and rushed forward to hold his hand: "Don't take off your clothes, you just sweated a lot, you will catch cold again!"

Jing Hedong clasped her in his arms, lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of her gentle hair, and smiled vaguely: "This dream is quite real..."

"I wipe! Are you comatose with a fever?" Tang Nianchu hurriedly pushed him away, and quickly pressed his hand again: "Jing Hedong, wake up! You are at my house now, you have a fever and fainted! Quickly wake me up! "

"Your home, isn't it my home?" He said, continuing to take off his clothes regardless of his image.

"Who said that? My home is my home, your home is your home! Who is your family?"

Jing Hedong, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, is the one who can't tolerate the uncomfortable feeling on his body. With Tang Nianchu's unremitting efforts, he gradually sobered up, and found even more disgustingly that the clothes on his body were filled with damp heat. Tolerate.

So, under Tang Nianchu's dumbfounded gaze, Jing Hedong unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, and walked upstairs.

He remembered that there was a bathtub upstairs, take a shower, and sleep again...

After being stunned for a while, Tang Nianchu bent down resignedly to pick up the scattered clothes...

She stuffed her mind into the washing machine, adjusted the wash and dry mode, and ran to find a new bath towel. Although it was pink, it was better than nothing.

She handed the towel to Jing Hedong, who was comfortably leaning in the bathtub and enjoying the water massage, and said angrily: "For the sake of your illness, I will forgive you, and you will never come to my house again!"

(End of this chapter)