Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 88
Wen Qingruo was quarreled with like this several times, and her little patience disappeared even more.

Throwing the medicine on the table coldly, "Whether you like to drink or not! If you die of illness, I won't care about you!"

After finishing speaking, Wen Qingruo turned around coldly and left. She had the urge to strangle him to death after being with this man for a second.

After Wen Qingruo left, the large guest room became quiet again, and there was even a faint fragrance in the air...

His head was groggy, and the things in front of him were a little blurry...even his body was a little hot.

This damn woman... turned on the heat when she left.

Yan Junchen reached out, pressed the inside line, and asked the servant to bring the medicine.

However, when the servant came in, Yan Junchen had already developed a high fever again in a daze.

"Master..." The servant put a cup of warm water on the table and hurried to call the doctor.

The doctor didn't leave all this time, because they were all the personal doctors of the Yan family. In order to prevent the young master from having any accidents again, they all temporarily lived in the villa beside him.

After a hasty examination, the doctor said, "It's already a high fever...I'm afraid I need an infusion now, and besides, I need to apply a cold towel now."

The housekeeper immediately ordered the servants to prepare.

Dozens of times back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, it was already midnight, [-]:[-] in the morning.

If Wen Qing couldn't fall asleep, she put on some clothes and got up.

Walking downstairs unconsciously, I saw several doctors standing at the door of the guest room on the first floor.

"What's the matter with him?" Wen Qingruo subconsciously felt that it was Yan Junchen who was playing a petty temper.

"Uh...Young Master just had a high fever...Young Mistress, why did you wake up suddenly?" The servant answered, and the servant looked at Wen Qingruo who was only wearing pajamas suspiciously.

Wen Qingruo shook her head, "It's nothing. I just came down to take a look."

The servant understood, "The young master has already received an infusion... Young Mistress, if you want to go in, you can go in and have a look..."

After finishing speaking, the servant beckoned, and the doctors and others inside all retreated.

Wen Qingruo walked in slowly, and saw Yan Junchen who was still in a coma, with a bag of infusion fluid hanging from his hand.

He was still having a temper tantrum with her just now...and now he has a fever again. He is really a worry-free man.

Still asleep, but not even covered with a blanket.

Wen Qingruo sighed, reached out and pulled the blanket from the side over to cover him.

Just when she was about to leave, suddenly a big hot hand grabbed her wrist——

Wen Qingruo's body knocked against the edge of the bed due to inertia, and there was a sharp pain in her knee.

Wen Qingruo frowned and turned around, but saw the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his pupils changed from muddy to clear, and the deep black pupils showed no emotion at all.

Wen Qingruo suddenly remembered that just now he let him go, he said that the last thing he wanted to see was himself——

Thinking of this, Wen Qingruo curled her lips mockingly, and wanted to remove the hand that was strangling her wrist.

But the man used a lot of strength.

"Yan Junchen, let go." Wen Qingruo struggled.

Yan Junchen opened his eyes, and when he was drowsy, he felt that breath slowly approaching him.

He knew... he had to open his eyes, for whatever reason—

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In fact, to put it mildly, An is always a soy saucer... Aww, come to vote and collect

(End of this chapter)