Lay Down My Bad Husband

"Well, Lin Ziyi, what's the matter with you? Wake up Xie Xiaolin rushes to the sofa, grabs Lin Ziyi's arm in one hand, and pats her face gently in the other hand. Only then can she find that Lin Ziyi's coat is wet, and her face is hot. Originally, her face without blood color is covered with abnormal flush.

Also, her hair is a little wet.

Is it a fever?

Xie Xiaolin touched her forehead, then touched Lin Ziyi's forehead, and immediately confirmed her conjecture.

It's a fever. It's not just a hot forehead.

"Lin Ziyi..." Xie Xiaolin is depressed. How can a good person who lives in the presidential palace suddenly lie back in the rental house? Moreover, in this snowy weather, she is still wet and has a high fever.

What do people in the presidential palace eat for?

Nothing to care about, Xie Xiaolin immediately rushed out, and then to their own door hard hit, "Mom, you come out, the forest should have a high fever, you hurry to have a look."

Xie Xiaolin's mother is the head nurse of the hospital. It's not a problem to deal with this common cold.

Xie's mother, who was preparing dinner, heard the noise outside the door, immediately turned off the fire, ran out of the kitchen and opened the door, "what's the matter? Is Ziyi back? "

Xie Xiaolin nodded anxiously, "yes! Mom, you quickly take the medicine box to come here. Lin Ziyi's pig's head is infected with the cold outside and has a high fever. "

On hearing that Lin Ziyi was having a high fever, Xie's mother was also worried, "OK, I'll go there quickly, and I'll come with the medicine box."

Xie Xiaolin rushed back to Lin Ziyi's rental house and found a thick blanket. Then she took off Lin Ziyi's wet coat and wrapped her in a thick blanket.

Seeing a pair of single shoes on her feet, Xie Xiaolin quickly went to the bedroom to find a pair of winter cotton socks, took off the shoes on Lin Ziyi's feet and put on socks for her.

As soon as I touched her toes, I found that her heels were as cold as ice.

"Lin Ziyi, you pig, why do you abuse yourself so much?" Xie Xiaolin scolded Lin Ziyi while wearing socks. Then she thought of something and muttered, "you're not fighting with Mr. President. Did you come back alone?"

"Mr. President, who's sneaking back?" Xie Xiaolin's voice just falls, behind him, then spreads Xie mother is full of confused voice.

Xie Xiaolin was surprised. Looking back, she found that her mother had come behind her.

"Ha ha..."

Xie Xiaolin smiles with a guilty heart. She can't tell anyone about Lin Ziyi's relationship with the president. He Xiaoxi is the son of the president. She doesn't even mention her parents.

When Xie's mother asked about Lin Ziyi before, Xie Xiaolin just fooled around and said that Lin Ziyi had found a rich boyfriend, so she moved away.

Because Xie's mother had seen the jewelry posters taken by Lin Ziyi and an Yize before, and she also helped to deal with Xie Xiaolin's disclosure of personnel information, she naturally asked whether Lin Ziyi's rich boyfriend was her boss, an Yize. Xie Xiaolin laughed and didn't answer.

Xie Xiaolin does not answer, Xie's mother will become the default, so Xie's mother has always thought that an Yize is Lin Ziyi's boyfriend.

"Mom, you heard me wrong. I'm talking about the president, not the president!"

"Oh, you mean Ziyi had a quarrel with your boss, and then ran back alone?" Xie's mother came to the sofa, took out a thermometer to measure Lin Ziyi's temperature, and asked Xie Xiaolin what to do.

"Yes, yes." Xie Xiaolin nodded as if she was digging a garlic tunnel. Then she went to the bathroom to find a hair dryer and asked, "Mom, Lin Ziyi is nothing serious. Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Xie's mother took a look at the body temperature, 39 degrees 6, it's really a little high.

"Give her some antipyretic first, and then go to the hospital."

Xie Xiaolin took the hair dryer, found the power plug beside the sofa, turned it on, and nodded while blowing Lin Ziyi's hair, "well, let's see the situation first. “。

In my heart, I wonder if she will call Li Zheng and let him tell Mr. President Lin Ziyi what is going on now?

In the presidential palace, the little guy stuffed his iPad and his favorite toys into his big schoolbag, and then rushed out with his schoolbag on his back.

"Young master, where are you going?" When the servant saw the little guy rushing out, he immediately stopped him.

"Back to my mother." The little guy answered without looking back and continued to rush out.

Only then did he rush out of the gate and bump into a wall of meat. When he looked up, he didn't find that except for the servant who followed him, all the other servants stood outside to meet his returning president dad.

"Where to?" The man glared at the little guy whose height reached his waist. His face was as dark as the sky outside. He was cold.The little guy looked at the tall and straight man in front of him with a shriveled mouth. He said haughtily, "hum..." He said, "go to my mother."

Words fall, little guy regardless of ground want to bypass the man, continue to rush out.

Only when he started, the collar of his down jacket was picked up and he walked into the room without saying a word.

"You let me go, I'm going to find my mother." The little guy waved his short hands and feet in the air and protested loudly.

"What to look for? She's a fool, or a three-year-old. You need to look for her." In a man's low voice, there is an irrepressible boredom and dryness.

After listening to the man's voice, a group of servants carefully step under their feet and automatically slow down their breathing, so as to reduce their sense of existence.

The little guy kept waving his short hands and feet and yelling, "you must have bullied mom, that's why she left."

"I bullied her?" The man sneers, depressed can't, this life has never been so depressed.

He threw the little guy in his hand into the sofa and glared at him. Then he took off his windbreaker and suit coat and threw them into the sofa. Then he raised his hand and pulled the tie off his neck. He threw it into the sofa.

"How can I bully her?" The man put his hands in his waist, and his face was heavy, cold and smelly. He looked at the little guy twisting around in the sofa and asked.

He also wanted to know where he had made an unforgivable mistake. Lin Ziyi was so angry. He not only moved out of the presidential palace, but also dared to leave in pairs with an Yize in front of him.