The man took the trouble and finally finished feeding the medicine.

It was probably because the medicine was crying, or there was something sad and sad in a dream. Wen Ning leaned against his arms, her mouth was shrivelled, her brows were frowning, and she had a pitiful thin face, and Jiang Shu was so wronged. Distressed to death.

She couldn't sleep well all night, and the fever kept coming back and forth, and Jiang Shu had never slept. He replaced her with ice packs and wiped her hands and feet. After tossing her until more than five in the morning, she was able to coax her to sleep soundly. finally faded away.

Jiang Shu held the person in his arms, frowning with a lot of thought, he looked down at her, and when he looked up, he stared at the cassette on the bedside table.

When it was slightly dawn, he gently stuffed the person back into the bed.

What she refused last night was plain and clear. Jiang Shu was worried that she would get angry when she woke up and saw him, so she could only leave quietly.

Before leaving, he couldn't hold back, and leaned over to kiss the soft, pale lips.

The next morning, Jiang Shu received a call from Ren Tiangao.

"Mr. Jiang, there is news from Hong Kong."

Jiang Shu tightened his back molars: "I'll go there myself."

When Wen Ning woke up in the morning, apart from feeling a little dizzy in the head, there was no other discomfort.

She didn't know how she got back to bed. In her memory, she wrote questions while crying, and then fell asleep unconsciously.

She probed her forehead with her palm. The fever had completely subsided, and the little girl was a little surprised. In the past, she had no money to see a doctor when she was ill, and she had never taken any medicine.

The little girl sat up and tilted her head slightly to see medicine and water on the bedside table, and the cup was still warm.

A note was pressed under the cup, and by looking at the vigorous handwriting, you could tell that it was written by Jiang Shu.

"The medicine should be taken well, three times a day, after meals, and not lose weight first, okay? Eat well, take medicine well, and the disease will heal quickly."

What he said was like coaxing an ignorant child, who asked him to coax him.

Wen Ning scratched her messy hair, thinking that he came back last night?

Before she could think about it, the phone vibrated. The caller ID was a string of numbers, and the number belonged to Jiang Shu.

Wen Ning didn't answer her breath, she was indifferent after the phone rang four or five times, she just watched it quietly, and when the bell went off, text messages followed.

Humph, just called four or five times and couldn't have the patience to change the text message, scumbag!

Inexplicably, Wen Ning lost the sadness and unease of last night, and glanced at the text messages that kept coming in.

"Are you awake? Take the medicine first, and still burn?"

"Whether the water is hot to the touch, boil a cup when it's not hot, and don't drink it cold."

"Did you see the medicine on the table? The doctor prescribed you a three-day supply, and you should take it on time and after meals."

Jiang Shu took the trouble to repeat what was written on the note.

"I told your assistant to ask her to watch you take medicine, even if it's unpleasant."

Wen Ning raised her eyebrows, what did it mean when she told the assistant? He warned so much at once, why, don't plan to care about her in the future.

The little girl who was invisibly spoiled was somewhat hypocritical. After thinking about the drama of the scumbag all the time and abandoning it in a second, she aggrieved to clear all the text messages, and also blocked him by the way.

Regardless of whether love comes or not, she didn't hang him anyway, she made it so clear last night.

She didn't see the last text Jiang Shu sent.

"I'm going to Hong Kong for a few days, and I can't find you for a while. Answer my call when you're free. You're good."

Chapter 63

It was probably because of fever and medicine that made people sluggish. Wen Ning was a confused master, and it was easier to forget things after being ill. It didn't take long for him to pull Jiang Shu out of his mind.

One day, two days and three days passed, and she did not receive a call from Jiang Shu.

The little girl didn't seem to have any abnormality on the surface, but Wang Qing found that the current girl who had no dependence on the mobile phone had been looking at the mobile phone more frequently recently.

"What's wrong?" Wang Qing asked worriedly.

Wen Ning shook her head: "Nothing."

Seeing that she didn't want to say anything, Wang Qing didn't want to ask any more. She only prepared the medicine that Jiang Shu had ordered: "Take the medicine, your illness will take a few more days to consolidate."

Wen Ning felt even more uncomfortable when she saw the medicine.

Jiang Shu, this bastard, is really a complete scumbag. A few days ago, he swore to her that he would not want her, and in a blink of an eye, he didn't come to her for a few days.

Wang Qing seemed to see that Mingtang was coming, and said embarrassingly: "I miss President Jiang? Has he not been to the hotel to see you these days?"

"Who would miss him!" Wen Ning rarely put on the attitude of a little woman and was very angry.

Seeing her awkward appearance, Wang Qing knew it must be: "Hey, Mr. Jiang's family has a big business, there must be a lot of things, and he must be too busy. will come to you."

Wen Ning still pouted: "Who wants him to come to me, we have nothing to do."

"Ah?" Wang Qing only knows a few scraps about the relationship between the two. He doesn't know what the relationship is. Not to mention Wang Qing, even Wen Ning doesn't know. Now, who is she and Jiang Shu? what relationship.

couple? They have long since divorced.

couple? After her divorce, she never promised to be with him.

friend? How can you be in the same room every night, and you have to be hugged by his friends if you have nothing to do.

Wen Ning got angry for a while, raised her head and took the medicine. At this moment, her mouth was bitter and her heart was bitter. Later, she repeatedly recalled the bunch of words she said to Jiang Shu that night. In fact, those words were not blurted out on impulse. She had thought about it for a long time, and she had told him once when she was drunk in the small broken house.

Probably because he felt tired, upset, or something else after listening to it. In short, he didn't look back for her these days, so he probably already gave the answer.