Song Qingrui carried her out.

In a place like a hospital, it's not unusual for a man to carry a woman on his back.

Lin Fanyue lay on his back. A cold wind blew over her from outside, and she realized belatedly why she let Song Qingrui carry her on his back.

Am I being too pretentious? I had a fever and was weak before, but I didn’t let anyone carry me.

But lying on his broad back, her whole body seemed to be empty, and she seemed to have found support, and she didn't really want to get down.

Maybe no matter how old you are, when you are sick, you long for someone to rely on.

It wasn't until he carried her to the car that Lin Fanyue muttered and asked, "Are you tired? Am I a little heavy?"

"Is it heavy? I don't think so."

Song Qingrui bent down and helped her pull on the seat belt.

Lin Fanyue looked at his handsome face and long delicate eyelashes so close at hand. Her heart suddenly became very soft. For a moment, she felt an urge to reach out and hug his neck.

.

When she realized this thought, disbelief flashed through her mind, and she patted her head gently.

Is she burned out?

"Does your head hurt?" Song Qingrui asked softly, staring into her eyes intently.

"ah?"

What answered her was Song Qingrui's hand touching her forehead again.

"I saw you patting yourself on the head and thought you had a headache." Song Qingrui explained, "The temperature seems to be a little higher."

"It's okay. I took antipyretic medicine and I should feel better after a while." Lin Fanyue shrank her neck to avoid his hand.

Song Qingrui nodded.

He started the car and headed towards the Riverside Garden, "It's past six o'clock now. Are you hungry? Eat something to fill your stomach first."

"No, I have no appetite, so I just want to find a place to lie down." Lin Fanyue shook her head.

Song Qingrui didn't say anything.

After the car parked in the underground parking lot of Riverside Gardens, he held her bag in one hand and helped her into the elevator with the other.

After entering the house, Lin Fanyue went upstairs, took off her coat and pants and got under the quilt.

But halfway through her sleep, her upper body was picked up and she leaned into a familiar embrace.

"Here, take the medicine." Song Qingrui hugged her medicine.

She drank the medicine from the cup, and her whole face wrinkled up in pain.

"You don't have any sugar at home, drink some water to relieve the pain." Song Qingrui fed her another two mouthfuls of water and then helped her lie down.

When he stood up, he noticed that she was only wearing a close-fitting beige sweater, and underneath was a faint white silk border...

The black pupils darkened.

He quickly turned away and helped her tuck in the quilt.

After the sound of his footsteps stopped, Lin Fanyue lost consciousness and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I was sweating all over my body. Although I still had no strength, my body no longer hurt that much.

She sat up, took a set of pajamas from the coat rack and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Although she no longer lives here, this is still her home in the capital, with everything she should have in it.

After taking a bath, she suddenly found that her pajamas were missing, so she came out of the bathroom wearing only her pajamas.

When I walked to the middle of the bedroom, the door outside suddenly opened.


Chapter completed!