The rich president let me go: fall in love with you after drunk

Chapter 201 Transformation into a Warm Man ([-])
After all, Ningxia is only a woman, and she is still a patient, and Fang Shiyou's effort will make her fall flat.Normally, he is the one who pampers and pampers her, but now he sees that she is sick and limp and still fighting with him desperately, so he can no longer let her go.

With his palms like pincers, Fang Shiyou firmly controlled Ningxia's arms, his body was close to hers, his head twisted so as not to block her lips, and his breath was with her.

She was already seriously ill, and she didn't come to see a doctor last night, drinking hot water and sweating could only stop for a while, and now she is top-heavy and has no direction.

When Fang Shiyou let go, Ningxia's hand was still struggling and twisting, her eyes were full of resentment, but she was so powerless and lax.He raised his hand and slid it into her messy hair, calling her name in a low voice, she still hummed dissatisfiedly, with her arms stroking the wall to support her dangling legs.

"Ningxia, let's go to the doctor first, shall we?"

Seeing Ning Xia blushing and trembling, Fang Shiyou held Ning Xia's shoulder.Fang Shiyou coaxed in a low voice, and bent down to wrap Ningxia around him.

After a violent cough, Ning Xia shook his head.Bravely struggling out of Fang Shiyou's confinement, he staggered towards his residence.

Fang Shiyou understood Ning Xia's stubbornness, and the fire in his chest rushed up.

"You are so generous, you even ruined your own body just to get angry with me!" He hurriedly closed the door of her residence before Ning Xia.Fang Shiyou put his arms around Ningxia's neck and waist, and dragged her into the elevator.

He was really angry. If he had any more patience with her in this matter, he would change his surname!

"Why do you control me, why do you control me!" Ning Xia still refused to accept, her face was full of ridicule, she turned her head and stared fiercely at Fang Shiyou who was silent and gloomy.

Without any explanation, Fang Shiyou hugged Ning Xia as soon as the elevator stopped.If he had the energy to argue with her, he might as well spend it on actions. Anyway, explaining it to a woman like her wouldn't make sense.

The spacious and bright carriage became cramped because of the silence of the two people.Ning Xia was thrown into the car by Fang Shiyou, and he had already locked the car door, and was wiping his nose and the corners of his lips with a tissue.

Fang Shiyou started the car, and the heater came out slowly.Ning Xia was sitting next to him, reaching out to open the car door.He ignored her, pressed down on the gas pedal, and her body rushed over with inertia...

The dry and hot air was dense, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up with the charming and gentle bules, and the stiffness and coldness between the two slowly receded.

Fang Shiyou didn't even look at his own nose, so he dragged Ningxia to see a doctor and arranged for an infusion. He had already been assigned to a ward, but Ningxia refused desperately, and insisted on following Daliu to the infusion room.Fang Shiyou didn't want to anger Ning Xia any more, so he followed her.

She was content to see the doctor Fang Shiyou well. As for where to get an injection and where to rest, it didn't seem so important.

Maybe because he came early, there were not too many people in the infusion room. Ning Xia leaned on the cold stainless steel rest chair in a daze, staring at the ticking syringe in a daze.She was still in her pajamas, and she could see that she was in a hurry to leave.She was wearing the coat that she put on when she hid out of the door, and of course the coat that Fang Shiyou forced to cover her just now.

Fang Shiyou was standing up to adjust the controller of the infusion rate.

He adjusted the speed very slowly, drop by drop of transparent liquid surged up and down in the small world of the rubber tube, and scattered into flowers.

Fang Shiyou turned around and sat down, the familiar atmosphere once again filled the gaps around Ningxia.He is that kind of man, once he exists, he will squeeze everything around him, even the air.

When Fang Shiyou approached, Ningxia came back to his senses, breathing a little faster for no reason.He turned his head away, not wanting to have any direct contact with Fang Shiyou.Ning Xia looked up to see the drips of those potions, flying crystal clear.

The matter of transfusions has always been boring, let alone sitting next to such a wrong person, it is difficult for Ning Xia not to keep silent.He took out his mobile phone and casually flipped through the web pages, but Fang Shiyou answered the call, got up and left.

As soon as Fang Shiyou left, Ningxia let out a sigh of relief.She lifted the coat on her body, and leaned her head heavily against the wall, and her drowsy head was liberated.

When Fang Shiyou came back from the phone call, he was holding a freshly filled hot water bottle wrapped in a newly bought towel, which exuded a faint sour smell of cloth pulp.

The medicine was cold in winter, and Ningxia's needle-pricking hand became cold and slightly stiff because of the infusion.In the dream, there was a faint warmth pouring into her palm, which was soft and warm, making her feel very comfortable.

Waking up in a daze, the palm of Ningxia's needle-pricking hand was warmed up.The heat spread all the way to the tip of the fingertips, round and fleshy fingertips.

Ning Xia casually glanced at his hands, but his eyes were fixed on the things in the palm of his hands.

Hot water bag, towel...

Ning Xia bit her lip, all kinds of feelings came to her heart.

"This needle hurts your stomach a bit, you haven't eaten, have you?"

Fang Shiyou sat down beside Ning Xia, but he received Ning Xia's speechless response.Ning Xia didn't look up at him, but shook his head after a long time.Ning Xia's fingers gradually curled up, the fingertips sank into the warm towel, and she pinched it fiercely.

Looking up, Ningxia looked at the medicine bottle shaking away, and opened the corner of her mouth slightly, "It's almost over, I'll go back and take it." The implication was a tactful refusal, she really didn't want to owe Fang Shiyou any more.

Fang Shiyou was clearly holding the bought soy milk and buns in his hand, and wanted to pass them to Ningxia, but Ningxia's words blocked him.Fang Shiyou also softened.He didn't know how to persuade Ning Xia, and he didn't know why this woman was still awkward in such matters.Could it be that you just annoy her so much that she will pay for it with your own body?

I don't know what kind of feeling spread in Fang Shiyou's heart.After putting down the soy milk and buns, he sat back on the cold seat and said nothing.

Due to the high fever and the strenuous effort just now, Ning Xia fell asleep again leaning against the stiff back of the chair. I don't know if she was too tired, but Ning Xia actually felt that the back of the chair was extraordinarily soft.Her whole body was limp, and she had no strength left.

The high fever and disputes consumed Ning Xia too much physical strength, and when she woke up, she grinned and felt pain, and Ning Xia realized that her mouth had already burst open.

Because of intentional avoidance, Ning Xia originally sat with his back facing Fang Shiyou, but when he woke up, he found that his head was in Fang Shiyou's arms.The side of her face just felt a certain vivid beating, and the strong heartbeat brought the whole chest up and down, showing the vitality one by one.

He was really shameless enough to change seats.

Embarrassed, Ning Xia propped up her body while cursing someone's behavior in her heart.

Fang Shiyou did change seats, from one side of Ningxia to the other.Feeling lost just now, he looked back at her quiet back and thought about it, thinking of the warmth they embraced every time, and the warmth he also wanted, the greedy heart was so strong that even he himself felt strange.

"Come on, let me see if my hands are cold."

Fang Shiyou knew that Ningxia had woken up, so he stretched out his big hand and gently landed on Ningxia's hand, his voice was extremely soft, it was really rare to see him once in a few years.

Faced with Fang Shiyou's sudden comforting Ningxia's fingers, he shrank suddenly, showing such resistance.However, no one knew, it was only because Fang Shiyou once again touched Ningxia's memory, the memory of childhood.

It was also a cold time, and Ningxia was sitting in the infusion room of a community hospital that was not spacious.At that time, her blood vessels were filled with salt water, and her hands were already white and blue from the cold.

At that time, the management of medical waste was not so strict. A used infusion bottle was washed by Ning's father, filled with hot water and wrapped in cloth, and stuffed under Ningxia's infusion hands.

"Is it cold? Come, Dad, let's see." Ning Xia's father asked for warmth, took Ning Xia's little hand and carefully stuck it to his face.

In fact, father Ning spends very little time with Ningxia, and it is a regret that can never be made up for those who do engineering work to be by his family's side, but it is this kind of situation that makes Ningxia's heart warm every time.Such memories should naturally not be in the memory of Young Master Fang, but such an unintentional move, to Ningxia, it is as warm and considerate as a family member.

However, such warmth is really inappropriate between her and him at this moment.

Ningxia's resistance still brought Fang Shiyou slightly startled.Fang Shiyou froze, his hand froze on Ning Xia's hand with the needle inserted.

Fang Shiyou risked Ning Xia's temper and approached her again, so close that he could hear his breath.It's just that his breath became heavy at that moment, and he said something in a low voice, which seemed to be whispering in a lover's ear, but Ning Xia could hear it clearly.

"Stop making trouble, okay?"

When Fang Shiyou spoke in a soft voice, there seemed to be an intention to coax her to please her between the lines.

Ning Xia shook her head tremblingly, "Not good, not good, not good, not good..."

Several bad voices in a row became louder each time, firmer each time, and more timid each time.

I don't know where the temper came from, Ningxia really wanted to throw the hot water bag in Fang Shiyou's body, even pulled out the needle and ran out like this, ran back to her residence, or even ran home...

She doesn't want his pity, his warmth, and everything he gives, she doesn't want.

(End of this chapter)