Hidden marriage sweet honey: president, super love

"Wennuan, don't scare me!"

"Warm, wake up."

"Wennuan, open your eyes and look at me. Don't sleep. Don't sleep. Open your eyes. As long as you open your eyes, I'll agree to whatever you say."

For the first time, the Filipino maid saw that he had lost his calmness. He opened his mouth slightly, observed Jiang's appearance, and reminded him in a small voice, "don't worry, sir. Let's see if Miss Susan has hit her forehead first. If not, her face is very red. You can see if she has a fever

Fu Yi Wen Yan didn't look at her, but according to what she said, he quickly checked Jiang Nuan's forehead and body. After confirming that there was no injury, he put his hand on her forehead.

Start with skin scalding, high temperature without a thermometer can certainly have a fever.

It must be that she only came out in her pajamas last night to blow the wind in the middle of the night. It was cold outside and she cried all the time, so she caught a cold.

That is to say, she has been ill since she got up this morning, but she just ran to work regardless of her body, and has been dragging on till now!

Fu Yiqi's brain keeps beating. He cares more about Jiang Nuan's health than this. He carefully puts the person behind the back seat and asks the Filipino maid, "which hospital is the nearest nearby?"

Filipino maids immediately replied, "San Suo private hospital."

"Where is it?"

Mahari is a small city with many and messy roads. For a moment, she couldn't describe the specific location. She simply opened the car door and said, "I'll go with you and show you the way."

She likes Miss Susan very much. Just as she said, she is good-natured and kind-hearted. Yesterday, she told her husband that there was someone at home and asked Miss Susan to help with cooking, but Miss Susan didn't refuse.

To tell you the truth, even if they are neighbors living nearby, Miss Susan and she are not masked and have a normal relationship. She is just a Filipino maid who helps other people's families. She may not help her, but Miss Susan still helps.

Now that Miss Susan is ill, she can't ignore her feelings or reason.

It's just, sir, why do you call Miss Susan warm?

Isn't wennuan the name of the little kirky in my husband's family?

"I can't tell you how to walk for a while. It's better for me to go together and show you the way as soon as possible."

Fu Yi took a look at her, pursed her thin lips, opened the door, and calmly said, "get in the car!"

Filipino maids dare not delay, quickly opened the door on the car.

Mercedes Benz goes straight to the nearest San Suo private hospital.

Two hours later, after an injection, Jiang Nuan, who had been prescribed medicine, was carried into the bedroom on the second floor.

The decoration of this two-story building has been completely changed by him, and changed into the style he likes. Although it's too late to install the same as in Beijing, at least it's not as bad as when he first saw it.

He carefully placed the person on the soft big bed and covered her with a quilt.

The girl's porcelain white skin shows a layer of morbid flush, her eyes are closed, her nose is very upturned, and her lips are pale white. She lies on the bed quietly, just like a sick doll.

When she was sober, she was always on guard in front of him. Now she was lying in his bed. Fu Yi didn't know why, but he would rather see her find herself and scold him coldly than she is now so sick.

"Warm..."

His voice was very light and he fell in the room.

"What should I do with you?"

His hand fell on her forehead and stopped in mid air.