Return of Ex-Wife: President, Please Let Me Go

Feng Zeyu came forward again and stopped Shen Mohan's way.

Shen Mo Han's eyes showed a rare hostility. If he dared to touch her again, he could really kill.

"Xia Yi, I ask you, do you really want to go with him? Even if he treats you like this, will you forgive him?"

Xia Yi raised her head on Shen Mo Han's shoulder. At this time, she was weak due to fever, and even her speaking strength felt like borrowed.

"Feng Xuechang, thank you for taking me to the doctor, but I'd better go back with him." Xia Yi said, leaning his head on his shoulder and touching his neck with his forehead.

Shen Mo Han's face was more ugly, "get out of the way." his patience had been entangled to the limit by Feng Zeyu.

"Xia Yi, do you really want to do this? If you want to leave him, I will protect you no matter what happens."

However, Xia Yi had no strength to talk to him. Shen Mohan ran into Feng Zeyu and hurriedly left the hospital with Xia Yi.

He put her in the car, took off his coat, covered her, and drove home.

Shen Mohan called his family's private doctor on the way.

Briefly described Xia Yi's situation at this time, asked the doctor to prepare at home in advance, and called the housekeeper to ask him to prepare some things needed to reduce his fever.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Mohan threw his mobile phone into the co driver's seat, took a look at Xia Yi in the back row, stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the Shen family villa.

After getting home, Shen Mohan came to the master bedroom with Xia Yi in his arms. The doctor had prepared in advance and immediately examined Xia Yi.

She has been suffering from a high fever. She is worried that her high fever will cause other diseases.

The doctor helped Xia Yi temporarily reduce her fever while checking her body.

It was confirmed that it was just a fever and there was no other emergency. The doctor was relieved. He came to the corridor and saw Shen Mohan sitting in the corridor and leaning against the wall.

Seeing the doctor, he stood up quickly. "How's she?"

"I still have a fever. I've taken antipyretic drugs and need to observe for a period of time. I won't leave during this period. I'll observe it after my wife's fever subsides. So it's best to have someone around her all the time."

"I see." Shen Mohan called the housekeeper to accompany the doctor downstairs to rest. He returned to the master bedroom to accompany Xia Yi.

Xia Yi has been tossing and turning in bed because of her fever.

Shen Mohan straightened her several times, but it didn't help.

He simply went to bed and hugged her from behind so that she could have a safe rest.

Because Xia Yi had a fever and was hot all over, coupled with Shen Mo's cold body temperature, Xia Yi soon had a fever and began to sweat.

In his sleep, Xia Yi began to want to push away Shen Mohan, "it's so hot."

"Don't move, sweat, you'll be fine soon." Shen Mohan pressed her hard and told her to lie down.

Xia Yi's consciousness was vague and he was still in a coma. He turned over for a while, kicked off the quilt for a while, and pushed Shen Mohan away with force. There was sweat on his forehead and body.

Even Shen Mohan's shirt was soaked with sweat.

But he still held Xia Yi and didn't mean to loosen it at all.

After more than an hour, Xia Yi's fever finally subsided.

The sweat on her body also went down, and she fell asleep safely.

Until the doctor knocked on the door and asked about Xia Yi, Shen Mohan got up from bed, covered Xia Yi with a quilt, came to the corridor, closed the door and said, "she's sleeping now with her fever gone."

"That's good. I'll arrange for a nurse here. If anything happens, please contact me and I'll come right away. Mrs. Shen has a cold and fever. Don't let her eat too cold these days. If there is a repeated fever, be sure to tell the nurse."

The doctor asked him to leave after some things.

Shen Mohan returned to the master bedroom and stayed with Xia Yi all the time.

His family can see his change. In fact, he cares about Xia Yi very much. Maybe an outsider can see it. Only he doesn't understand it.

It was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. Aunt Zhao came to the door of the master bedroom and asked, "I prepared some snacks. You haven't eaten since the morning. Do you want to eat now?"

Shen Mohan looked at Xia Yi and got up. "Aunt, please help me watch her here for a while. I'll go and eat something."

Aunt Zhao nodded and Shen Mohan went out.

As soon as Shen Mohan came out of the master bedroom, he received a call from Feng Zeyu. Shen Mohan couldn't help sneering.

"How dare you still have the courage to call." Shen Mo's cold tone was full of warnings.

"Why don't you dare? I tell you, I saved Xia Yi last night. If it weren't for me, Xia Yi still doesn't know what to do. Don't you have any guilt for the bad things you've done? What kind of stone hearted person are you? Xia Yi loves you so much that you should..."

Feng Zeyu couldn't say anything later.

It's rare for Shen Mohan to hear all his long winded words.

Shen Mohan said sarcastically, "Xia Yi certainly didn't tell you what means she used to climb into my bed and how much she wanted to stay with me. She didn't complain. What qualifications do you have to fight for her here?"

"Sooner or later, I will let Xia Yi leave you." Feng Zeyu warned.

Shen Mohan grabbed the hand of the mobile phone and almost crushed it. "Although I don't like Xia Yi at all, and it's impossible to like a woman like her, she's also my person. If you dare to touch me, Feng Zeyu, you'll pay a terrible price."

"In your eyes, Xia Yi is just a tool."

"So what? She volunteered."

Shen Mohan's words were heard by Xia Yi standing at the corner of the corridor.

After he hung up fengzeyu, he turned back and looked at her. He didn't know when she was standing behind him, and he didn't know how much she heard.

He opened his mouth to explain. He was just in a hurry.

But her lips just trembled, but she didn't say anything, "aunt Zhao took her back to her room to rest."

Xia Yi stood there and tried his best to stand firm. His fingers holding the handrail of the stairs were almost embedded in it.

For Shen Mohan, he is just a tool. He won't like it and won't fall in love with a woman like himself. What a sad irony.

Xia Yi didn't cry. She turned and walked towards the guest room.

"Madam, you'd better go back to the master bedroom to have a rest. You're not in good health now."

Xia Yi stubbornly returns to the guest room and locks herself in the room. In the past, she shed many tears for Shen mo.

Every time he hurt her, she would curl up in the corner and cry like a weak loser.

But this time she didn't cry, not even a drop of tears. Even she felt strange.

She just sat in bed, alone in a quiet daze.