The Shadow Lover Of The President

After touching Mu Zheng's arm and neck, Duan Yutang touched the back of his right hand toward himself, which gave him a more intuitive expression.

Looking at Mu Zheng lying on the sofa, Duan Yutang sighed and retreated a step back, panting: "why is it so heavy? When he wakes up, he must say, "let's go to lose weight!"

After that, Duan Yutang remembered what he was going to do. He walked over to the sofa and looked at the coffee table.

Just look for, did not find what they want, but can only use the simplest way.

After touching the back of his hand on his forehead, Duan Yutang touched the back of Mu Zheng's hand, and finally pasted his forehead on it, feeling the heat and Mu Zheng's rude breath. Duan Yutang did not dare to be careless and took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Hello, 120? My side... " As he spoke, Duan Yutang watched Mu Zheng's situation. He held Mu Zheng's wrist tightly and never let it go for a moment.

"Boss, is this?" Looking at Duan Yutang's face, the Secretary glanced at the unconscious Mu Zheng and asked carefully.

Hearing her saying this, Duan Yutang looked at him angrily. "I have a fever. I've already called 120. It's estimated that it will come soon. You first find a towel, soak it in cold water, and then take it."

Finish saying, looking at the Secretary's rapid action, she just exhaled a rude breath.

Reaching out his hand, he gently pointed to Mu Zheng's forehead. Duan Yutang's eyes were very sad, "how did you suddenly get sick? I wonder if you're pretending. I've already guessed I'm coming, haven't you? "

After that, Duan Yutang laughed again. Thinking about Mu Zheng's strange appearance yesterday, he was more or less clear in his heart. He looked at Mu Zheng helplessly, but he didn't know what to say.

Listening to the noise around, Mu Zheng opened his eyes slightly. He saw Duan Yutang standing by the bed. He closed his eyes and opened them again. Looking at Duan Yutang who still existed, Mu Zheng opened his eyes.

"Water."

Hearing the weak voice, Duan Yutang frowned and suspected that he had heard something. However, he turned his head and looked at the head of the bed. Only then did he find that Mu Zheng had opened his eyes, his lips turned white, and there were curly lips on it.

Looking at the direction of Mu Zheng's fingers, Duan Yutang is busy carrying half of his water and passing it to Mu Zheng.

Looking at Mu Zheng's action, Duan Yutang, standing on one side, half bent his eyes. He took the empty water cup from Mu Zheng's hand and asked with a smile: "how about it? How are you feeling? "

After drinking water and moistening his throat, Mu Zheng was able to open his mouth. "It's not bad. It's a little painful and dizzy."

Helplessly looking at Mu Zheng, Duan Yutang laughed and nodded softly, "it's of course. You can bear it. If you have a fever, you don't know how to take medicine."

Nagging gradually became the only sound in the room. Turning to look at Duan Yutang, Mu Zheng laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Do you know what you're burning like? It's almost thirty-nine. You're still smiling. You're almost going to be a fool. "

"You've been here all the time? How long did I sleep? " Taking a deep breath, Mu Zheng smiles at Duan Yutang and shifts the topic.

"It's not much. It's just a day and a night. It's OK." Unconsciously, he skips Mu Zheng's eyes, and Duan Yutang speaks lightly.

"It's hard for you. Why don't you come up and sleep?" Holding out his hand, Mu Zheng gently stroked Duan Yutang's dark circles under his eyes with his finger belly, and patted the bed under his body with his other hand.

Yawning, Duan Yutang gently shook his head, "no, I'll be here, otherwise don't squeeze you down."

"Come on, I'm not as weak as you think, believe me!" Under Duan Yutang's suspicious eyes, Mu Zheng nods firmly.

However, Duan Yutang finally climbed up to Mu Zheng. She had been sleepy for a long time.

Listening to the sound of breathing, Mu Zheng turned his head and took a look. He was careful of his needle and held Duan Yutang around him.

Duan Yutang, who was asleep, didn't know anything. After turning around, he became closer and closer to Mu Zheng.

With his eyes closed, Mu Zheng let his breath slowly put in the same way as Duan Yutang. He didn't know what was wrong. He fell asleep with him. The two people held together. If he ignored the needle in Mu Zheng's hand, it would be very warm to look at it.

When the housekeeper came, he saw such a scene. He stood at the door with a smile. The housekeeper carried the lunch box and walked towards the iron stool on one side. His face was so smiling.

When two people wake up, they can see the distance between them, which is so close to each other.

Pulling apart the distance, Duan Yutang swallowed his throat and coughed twice, "what do you want to eat? I'll buy it."

The housekeeper sitting outside also heard the sound, took the food that had been hot once, and went in.

Duan Yutang was sitting on the edge of the bed, tidying up his clothes that he had rubbed up when he was sleeping. When he heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at it. He saw the housekeeper appear at the door.Looking back at Mu Zheng lying on the bed, Duan Yutang's face turned red in an instant. After pursing his lips and smiling for a while, he quickened his movements.

"Young master, young lady, what? When you were sleeping, there were young ladies and young master Ming coming to visit. I stopped them."

"Where are the people now?"

"I've gone back. I expect to come tomorrow." With a smile, the housekeeper chuckled.

After saying this for a short time, Duan Yutang's mobile phone rang. It was Ming Hao's.

Under the sight of Mu Zheng and the housekeeper, Duan Yutang smiles apologetically and walks toward the corridor.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"I heard that you and Mu Zheng went to the hospital. What happened?" Under the pressure of worry, Minghao's voice pretends to be stable.

"It's nothing serious. Don't worry. It's Mu Zheng. He has a high fever. It's estimated that your cooperation will stop for a period of time."

"Well, that's good. You'd better be fine." Relieved, Minghao and Duan Yutang chat a few words, this just reluctantly hung up the phone.

Sitting on the iron stool where the housekeeper sat at the door, Duan Yutang called out again.

"Hello, I'd like to take a few days off. Please help me to push back the schedule and activities."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Duan Yutang was impolite and asked for the agent.

"Are you going to take time off now? Why? "

"I have some personal matters to deal with. My family is ill. I want to take care of it for a few days. Do you think it's ok?" Probe, Duan Yutang looked back at the ward and said to the mobile phone.

"Yes, but you'll be a little busy later. Do you think you can?"

"I know. It's too much trouble for you."