Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

On the morning of the fourth day, when the alarm clock rang, she didn't even have the strength to lift her finger and press it off. Just listening, she felt that she was really dying.

The alarm clock rang again and again. After taking a few deep breaths, she reluctantly picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow and waited for the other party to connect. Ziyi said weakly, "Mom, I have something to do today. Please help me ask the company for a leave."

"Ziyi, what's the matter? Do you want mom to help you? Mom listens to your voice. Is she sick?" Ni fengjuan is an unprecedented concern.

Yes, she has a sore throat and a hoarse voice. "No, I'm fine. I really have a personal matter to deal with. Mom, I'll hang up first. Please." originally, she could call Feng Minghe and ask him for leave, but now she doesn't want to hear his voice. He will laugh at her. She must be unable to stick to it.

Ziyi continued to fall asleep and the fever continued, but she really didn't like going to the hospital. The last place she liked in her life was the hospital. Several pills of fever reducing medicine didn't work. She drank a large cup of hot water and covered three layers of quilt. She just wanted to sweat more so that she could reduce the fever.

It was the first time that she even put down her work. This was the only time, "Ding Ling", and the doorbell rang.

She didn't want to move, she didn't want to move, but the doorbell kept ringing, as if she knew she was at home.

The quilt covered her head. She didn't want to open the door and didn't want to see anyone, but at this time, the phone on the bedside table rang, "Yang Ziyi, open the door. The express is sending you a document. I know you're at home. This is your home phone, right?"

"Sorry, I asked for leave," said Ziyi, who was about to hang up.

"I didn't approve it, so it's still your working time. That information is a confidential document and can't be used by others. It's necessary for the one o'clock meeting in the afternoon. You know, it's never easy to be my secretary, but it's your own choice. If you don't want to, I can change people immediately."

"Bang", the phone really hung up. It's the wind singing crane.

Ziyi gritted her teeth. Yes, it was her own choice. It turned out that she didn't even have the right to get sick. She didn't want to compromise with Fengming crane. After receiving the express, she seriously typed the document. She remembered his email and sent it to her mobile phone. She sent a text message: email has been sent, please accept it.

Immediately, she cut off the telephone line and the switch of the doorbell. Even her mobile phone was turned off. The wind roared crane. He couldn't bother her when she was ill.

I just want to sleep. The amount of medicine is too heavy, which makes her head heavy and brain light.

Ziyi was sleepy. She only knew that she had been sleeping. The dark blue curtains and the quilt covered her head. She didn't even want to know day and night.

I don't know how long I slept. There was a "click click" sound in my ears.

She wanted to move, but she hurt all over.

But the sound became more and more wrong, as if it was the direction of the door.

Just about to sit up, the door has opened, "Yang Ziyi, what are you installing? Don't think I can't get in if the phone is turned off and the doorbell is cut off. Unlocking the company to open your door is a little fun. What do you want?"

The sound of the wind roaring crane's continuous fire turned upside down like beads, which also woke Ziyi up completely. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she picked up her glasses and put them on the bridge of her nose. She was really lazy to talk to him, but she had to say, "I can sue you for breaking into the house. Mr. Feng, please go out."

Feng Minghe smiled, directly moved a chair in her bedroom, and then sat in front of her bed, "you tell me, I'm your husband. In other words, I haven't exercised my right to be a husband. Are you waiting for me to come to you when you lie in bed like this?"

His face didn't turn red when he spoke, as if she wanted to attract him like this to ask him to climb up her bed again. Ziyi frowned and closed his eyes. "I'm very tired. If you have something to say, if you have nothing to do, please leave."

"Yang Ziyi, if you can't be my secretary, please leave for me." he said, and he immediately opened the quilt on her body. It was so hard. The sudden wind of the quilt made her body shrink involuntarily. It was cold. She was very cold.

With her shivering, the man in front of the bed glanced at the woman in the cartoon nightdress and frowned. What attracted his attention was not the woman's pajamas, but the flush on her face. His big hand fell on Ziyi's forehead, "do you have a fever?"

"No... no, you go." her teeth trembled, but she didn't admit anything. She just wanted him to leave. She didn't want anyone to see her embarrassment at the moment. She hadn't been ill for a long time, but it was like this. At the same time, her arm was weak to grasp the corner of the quilt that had fallen on the floor. She was cold, very cold.

"Shit!" the wind roared and the crane immediately picked up the woman on the bed. The embrace was so warm that Ziyi was confused and even forgot to resist for a moment.

But Feng Minghe only took two steps, and Ziyi knew it was wrong, "put... Put me down."

"Shut up and go to the hospital." the heat on her forehead is at least 40 degrees. Isn't this woman dying? It seems that a few days ago, he looked at her face and thought it was her makeup that deliberately wanted to attract him to care about her. It turned out that she was really ill.

"No, I won't go." she began to struggle desperately. She didn't want to go to the hospital, not at all.

He didn't care. He ran into the elevator with her, ignoring her struggle from head to tail.

Ziyi was going crazy. Seeing that he had opened the door, she bit it without thinking, and a bloody smell came from her mouth.

"Yang Ziyi, do you want me to beg you to get on the bus?"

She was stunned and suddenly remembered her previous jokes with him. She didn't want him to beg her. She shook her head weakly and said weakly: "I don't like going to the hospital."

"Check and come back." regardless of his protest, she threw her directly into the back seat, then picked up the blanket in the car and covered her. Without turning on the air conditioner, the air in the car was comfortable and made Ziyi sleepy again. She was a little confused. Her brain began to short circuit after returning home for the first time. She didn't know how to get to the hospital, I only know that there has always been a man holding her. That feeling made her not afraid for the first time.

In the emergency department, all the examinations were very fast. After more than an hour, all the examinations were completed. Feng Minghe put her on the hospital bed, "fever, if it goes on, it will be pneumonia. Will you be hospitalized?" he thought of the bite she took off her arm and the difficulties he had made for her in the past two days. He was a gentleman and asked for her advice.

She shook her head. "No."

"OK... Ok..." his ending was so long that the old elder said, "however, if you want infusion, go to my house. There's nothing there. It's inconvenient at all."

She wanted to say no, but the man had picked her up again and walked out of the temporary ward, "Sir, the patient needs infusion."

"All the medicines are ready and sent to my house. Ask your Dean for the address. I'm Fengming crane."

"OK... Ok..." the nurse was shocked to hear his quick response. How dare she say more.

Ziyi closed her eyes and let him go. She's as sick as a dead man now.

It was the same apartment. When she was put on a big bed, she still wore the cartoon nightdress that looked ridiculous, but she liked it. She had it at the age of 18. It was cotton. It hadn't been bad after wearing it for so many years. She was reluctant to lose it. If she liked it, she liked it. There was no reason.

A nurse followed, gave her liquid and withdrew from the room. The soft air conditioner was covered on her. Ziyi's eyelids were a little heavy. She still wanted to sleep. The heat made her just want to sleep.

A hand fell on her glasses at this time. Ziyi subconsciously pushed, "don't move."

"It's uncomfortable to sleep with glasses." the voice of Feng Minghe softened her for the first time.

Some were flattered and thought of herself in the bar. Ziyi shook her head. "I'm used to sleeping with glasses. If I take them off, I won't feel safe."

"It's up to you. You sleep."

"President, you should have a meeting later. Go ahead and let the nurse take care of me." glancing at the wall clock, she suddenly remembered his schedule. There was no way. She had a good memory. Even if she was ill, she could remember everything as long as she passed her hand.

"Well, I'll go. I'll come back to see you in the evening."

When she smiled, this was his home. Of course he would come back. Thinking that he had sent her to the hospital, she whispered, "Minghe, thank you." this was the first time she called his name, but it was so natural, as if she had called it many times. Those two words stunned fengminghe. How long has no woman called him like this? It sounded so nice, Reaching out and tucking her in, he whispered, "sleep."

Perhaps she was more pitiful than him. He finally knew the purpose of her entering his life this morning. It was really for money. However, he really didn't expect that her life experience was so miserable. An illegitimate daughter sold herself to him for the sake of that mother.

Actually, she's so stupid.

Because he is not worth her effort on him at all. His heart is lost and can't be found. How can a man without a heart have love again?

No, he won't fall in love with any woman again, but why, when he thinks so, does his mind unconsciously flash over the girl with smoke makeup sitting in the corner in the blues?

He couldn't see her true face because of the thick makeup. However, she liked to sit in that position. Was that the woman sent by God to save him?