Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 388 Whose Eyes Are Stung by a High Fever in the Middle of the Night (6)

On New Year's Day, the weather did not clear up because of the festival, but it was gloomy from the first to the second, accompanied by howling cold winds, and the remaining branches and leaves of the trees in the courtyard slowly fell in midair.

Such weather is not suitable for going out.It was bitterly cold outside.

Mo Ziheng went out for morning exercises early in the morning and accidentally saw the hospital stepping into the Huo family's old house. He was originally out of worry, but he didn't want this worry to create an accidental prying for him.

From entering the old man's room, he carefully restrained his mind.No matter how much he loves, now that he is deep in the old house, he must control his eyes and expression.

But some thoughts can't be controlled if they want to control them.

For example, when he heard that she had a sudden high fever, he should have turned around and left after making sure that the old man was fine.

But he couldn't get over it.

He silently followed behind the old man, Dr. Chu and the butler, and climbed towards the second floor with heavy steps like lead.

On the second floor, the door of the room belonging to Huo Yichen was half open, no need to enter, just stand at the door to get a glimpse of the scene inside, but he couldn't see the person he wanted to see day and night.

If Mo Ziheng knew that after stepping into this room that made him feel like an outsider, what greeted him was despair like falling into hell.

Perhaps he would turn around resolutely.

"How is Jin Ge? Didn't you feel fine last night? Why did you suddenly have a high fever?" All the tranquility was broken by Huo Zhenting's deliberately lowered voice.

Huo Yichen had to take her body temperature every ten minutes, and wiped her body with wine during the period.Just now, before they came up, they had already done it once.

He didn't turn his head when he heard the voice, his eyes seemed to be unable to be seen by anyone except the person who had already slept on the bed.

"The fever is going down." The words were soft with a sigh of relief.

My wife has a persistent high fever. A cold is not a terrible disease, but if the fever persists like this, it will kill people.

Fortunately, the fever finally subsided slowly.

Hearing that he was retreating, Huo Zhenting was relieved.

"Weian, show my granddaughter-in-law again." The old man stood by the bed, looked at Mu Ge's cheeks that were still a little too rosy, and said worriedly.

Chu Wei'an stepped forward, and the old man opened his mouth, so he naturally had a duty to do so.

Xu Shi was still running a little hot, Mu Geunge unconsciously raised his hand while he was asleep, and Huo Yichen, who had been keeping his eyes on her, immediately held down her hand that was hanging the water.

Xu Shi was stopped, even in a coma, Mu Geunge was a little displeased, her brows were furrowed, and the other hand had already popped out at the same time and lifted the quilt slightly.

Chu Wei'an went to the other side and took the opportunity to show her another look.

The housekeeper stood behind the old man at the head of the bed, and behind the unknown Huo Yichen, Mo Ziheng's expression changed suddenly when he witnessed the quilt being lifted slightly.

From the sudden breakup three years ago to the reunion later, she told the fact that she was married.Later, I learned about her marriage relationship with the third brother.Mo Ziheng let himself accept the reality, but there was always a voice in his heart telling him that there might be some unknown secrets in everything.

He thought, even if they got married, they might not have a relationship basis.Maybe at some point they'll... divorce.

He knew he shouldn't hope so, that person was his most respected and beloved third brother.But in the world of love, people are always selfish.

She was the girl he swore not to marry, and giving up would mean digging out his heart.How can he do it?
But on the second day of saying goodbye to last year and welcoming the new year, he had no intention of witnessing a scene that could kill him.

The picture is not warm.

Nor is it romantic.It was full of worry and tension.

But under such an atmosphere, the part of her neck where the shirt was open, the unintentionally exposed corner, and the magnificent trace, pierced fiercely into his eyes like a sharp knife.

His footsteps were a little unsteady, and his eyes became dizzy for a while, and he couldn't see clearly.

If it was said that it was a bad news that strangled his flesh and blood when he learned that she was married to the third brother; then now it is a blow that will completely send him to hell.

They are husband and wife, how can he expect to live without husband and wife?

He was naive, he was naive.

Unsteady in shape, Mo Ziheng accidentally bumped into the decorative frame behind him, and something fell and hit the carpet. It sounded like it was broken.

It was also this sound that made Huo Zhenting look sideways, and also made Huo Yichen turn around.

Looking at him standing behind him without any paleness, looking at the person who looked at the hospital bed as if his eyes were fixed, that line of sight... He looked along the past, and his already familiar eyes were like an abyss.

He let go of his quiet wife and slowly got up.He was still only wearing a nightgown, with a belt around his waist, not as calm as usual in a suit and leather shoes, but he was still handsome and unrestrained, with a touch of evil.

"How did you come here?" Huo Yichen didn't seem to notice his strangeness, and came to him, put one hand into the pocket of his nightgown, glanced at the broken porcelain on the ground, and didn't pay much attention.But the butler went out in good time.Come back soon, with the sweeping past in your hand, and clean up the broken porcelain pieces.

Mo Ziheng was still in a trance, his eyes flustered, he looked at her on the bed, and also at the broken porcelain pieces cleaned up by the housekeeper, it took him a while to realize, "Third brother, I'm sorry."

That apology seemed to imply so much emotion that no one spoke again for a while.

"Ziheng saw Dr. Chu coming, thought something happened to me, so he came over to take a look because he was worried." It was Huo Zhenting who spoke.Looking at their brothers, the eyes are calm and understanding.

Huo Yichen didn't respond, but took the cigarette case in the past, took out one and handed it to Mo Ziheng, who took it, but only held it between his fingers.Huo Yichen put it in his mouth, but when he realized something, he took it off again and stuck it between his fingers just like Mo Ziheng.

"When did you have a fever?" He looked at Mu Geunge, he knew that his gaze should be restrained, but he couldn't control it, he couldn't even control his words, some words just blurted out, "She has been in good health, She was rarely sick before."

This is not a question, but more of a statement.It is also a kind of astringency in his state of mind.

In the past, in the past, she can only use the past for herself now.

Everyone has a past, and he doesn't want to delve into the past of his wife and his brother.

But no one is allowed to covet his wife, even if this is the younger brother he cares about!

Huo Yichen cast his gaze on Mu Ge, and said calmly, "I'm to blame for this. She's recovering from a cold, so I shouldn't have troubled her last night."

He used the word "trouble". How can men and women use this word late at night?

A fight can be a quarrel between a man and a woman, or a love affair between a man and a woman.It can even be the indulgence when the love is strong.

They are husband and wife, and with the traces on her body, Mo Ziheng knew that this fight had nothing to do with quarrels, but with indulgence.

(End of this chapter)