Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Beijing Third Hospital

Fu Chen was sent to the nearest hospital. After the doctor's examination, "I have a fever, let's get an injection first."

At his level, taking medicine now is too slow to take effect.

"Thank you." Song Fengwan sat by the bed and held his hand. His body temperature was astonishingly high at this moment, and his face, which was originally ascetic as jade, was also stained with an unnatural blush, which made her feel distressed just looking at it .

"It's all right, the patient is fine. It's been a cold spring recently, and it's easy to catch a cold and have a fever. Just be more careful." Seeing Song Fengwan's anxious expression, the doctor said a few more words.

"good."

The doctor stood on one side and recorded some data in a notebook. He glanced at Fu Chen and Song Fengwan from the corner of his eye. Normally, this kind of minor illness and pain would not require him to record in such detail.

It's Mr. Fu who isn't here, so we should pay more attention.

Moreover, both of them were wearing pajamas. Song Fengwan was in a hurry at this moment and couldn't care less about tidying up. There were two clear red and purple marks on the exposed neck.

It was obviously sucked out with the mouth.

The doctor glanced at Mr. Fu lying on the bed from the corner of his eye...

Could it be that he played too crazy last night and made himself sick. Sure enough, he usually looks so pure-hearted and ascetic, but he didn't expect to be so boring in private.

Fu Chen was so burned that his consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he held Song Fengwan's hand to remind her to test.

Only Qianjiang was in the ward at this time, Shifang went to deal with hospitalization matters, and went to the company by the way. There were many things to explain, and he had to apologize to Jiang Duanyan. He was originally scheduled to sign a preliminary letter of intent for cooperation with Jiang today. Jiang Duanyan is probably already at the company.

"Late night..."

His mouth was parched from the burns, and his throat was so dry that smoke came from his eyes.

"Thirsty? I'll get you some water."

"test!"

Song Fengwan frowned, this person...

"I'll talk about it when you're better. Everything is at home. Where can I go and test it for you now." Song Fengwan pursed his lips, trying to pull his fingers out of someone's palm.

But he was sick, and his strength was not small, so he couldn't break free.

He still hooked Song Fengwan's fingers and said hoarsely, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"good--"

His voice was not as clear as usual, it was dry and hoarse, suppressed, as if coaxing her, with an indescribable ambiguity.

There is also a kind of feeling like a baby.

Song Fengwan was already so irritable that he wanted to hit someone.

It's just that when he talked to him in such a voice, her heart softened, and she held his hand back, "You can rest at ease and recuperate, don't worry about other things."

Her voice was already soft, but now she spoke softly, and the doctor on the side couldn't help but look sideways.

It is said that Mr. Fu raised a little wife, which is not true at all.

This voice, this young man felt that his bones were crisp, tsk——

"If Miss Song is worried, you can ask the third master to do a test later."

"En." Song Fengwan nodded.

Soon, the nurse came in with a tray in her hand, and gave him a fever-reducing injection. Song Fengwan lowered his head and rolled up one of his sleeves for him.

Fu Chen glanced at Qian Jiang who was on the side.

Qian Jiang heard Shifang complain a few words yesterday. After being with Fu Chen for so long, even if his EQ is low, his IQ is always enough. Yesterday he guessed what might be the reason. He got up and left the ward directly.

Song Fengwan was so focused on Fu Chen that he didn't care about Qian Jiang at all, so...

Ten minutes later, when Qian Jiang put a black convenience bag in front of her, Song Fengwan was stunned.

Open it and have a look.

His face was burning red.

Isn't Qian Jiang always a dead-headed person, why is his brain turning so fast at this time.

"Go and test it again." Although Fu Chen's head was dazed at this moment, he was still thinking about this matter.

Song Fengwan had no choice, so she went into the bathroom with the bag. She hadn't even gone to the bathroom this early in the morning, only tormenting Fu Chen.

After she entered the bathroom, Fu Chen glanced at Qian Jiang: "It's a good job."

He used to think that Shifang was clever, but now it seems that only one Qianjiang is enough, and Shifang can kick.

"I'll give you a raise this month."

Qian Jiang stood still: "Thank you, Third Master."

*

Song Fengwan went into the bathroom.

Three pregnancy tests...

All showed no pregnancy.

False alarm.

"Really not, are you relieved?"

"Where's the stuff?" Fu Chen raised his slightly heavy eyelids and looked at her seriously.

"This..." Song Fengwan was so angry that he still went to see it in person? "Anyway, it's not, you hurry up and rest."

"Then take a picture for me." Fu Chen was quite persistent about this matter.

Song Fengwan had no choice but to toss him back and forth several times before someone fell into a deep sleep.

It was already 9:40 in the morning, and Song Fengwan couldn't go back to school in time, so he called the counselor and teacher to ask for leave.

She never misses class on purpose, and the teacher is more tolerant, and she granted the leave without saying much.

*

Fu Chen had a fever-reducing injection, and his head was dizzy. In addition, he didn't sleep all night last night, so he fell asleep leaning against the bed, and Song Fengwan sat by the side and watched over him.

After ten o'clock in the morning, the Jiang family brothers came. They probably got the news from Shifang and sent flowers. At that time, Fu Chen was sleeping soundly, so they left without disturbing him after chatting for a while.

After eleven o'clock, Duan Linbai and Jing Hanchuan appeared in the ward.

"Why are you here?" Song Fengwan called the two to sit down.

"Lunch." Jing Hanchuan handed the lunch box to Song Fengwan.

"Thanks."

Song Fengwan asked the two to sit down, and went out to the nurse's station, planning to borrow some paper cups and pour some water for them. They were only staying here temporarily, and they were not hospitalized for a long time, so they had almost nothing prepared.

At this time, Fu Chen had already woken up, and the fever subsided, but the doctor said to observe for a few more hours, took some medicine, and if there was no problem, he could leave in the evening.

"Jiang Er told me that I happened to be at Han Chuan's house, so I came with him. Why did you suddenly get sick?" Duan Linbai bit his lips, "Could it be that you and your sister-in-law are having too much fun at night? , I didn’t grasp the scale.”

Fu Chen pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I told you a long time ago that there is such a big age difference between you and my sister-in-law, so you should take it easy."

"Do you understand the long flow of water?"

"It's not a young man in his early twenties, don't mess around."

Jing Hanchuan lowered his head and played with the puzzle game without making a sound, and then threw a pillow over, Jing Hanchuan sideways dodged, and the pillow hit Duan Linbai firmly on the face.

"What are you doing?" Song Fengwan just came back.

"Hand slippery." Fu Chen said it as a matter of course.

Duan Linbai was speechless, you are either slippery with your hands or slippery with your feet.

"I'll pour some water for you, the hospital only has warm water." As soon as Song Fengwan moved, Duan Linbai stopped her.

"Don't call me, I'm just going to show the doctor the wound."

After he finished speaking, he went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, soaked in the water, adjusted his hair, hummed a song, and left the ward.

Song Fengwan pursed his lips and looked at his arm. Why is he so coquettish?

And it's been so long since his wound has healed yet?

"He doesn't look at arms, he looks at people." Fu Chen said in a low voice.

Song Fengwan smiled and remained silent.

**

Xu Jiamu had already gone to the orthopedic department for an internship at this time. She had just checked a patient's physical condition with her teacher, but she couldn't answer a few questions. She was looking through the books to find the answer.

She was the only one in the huge office. It was meal time, and the doctor was either going home or going to the cafeteria.

Duan Linbai hummed a song, and found the office with ease.

He was wearing a mask. In the hospital, such people abound, and no one paid much attention to him.

When he arrived at the office, the door was ajar. Xu Jiamu was talking to a man who looked to be in his early thirties.

There was a bouquet of flowers and a lunch box on the table. The man was wearing a hospital gown, obviously a patient.

"Mr. Wu..."

"I heard that you haven't eaten yet. When I picked it up from the cafeteria, I ordered an extra copy."

"You are too polite, I can't have this."

"Throw it away if you don't eat it, that..." The man coughed twice, "These flowers are also for you."

Duan Linbai stood at the door, pursing his lips.

Typed an extra copy?

If you want to pick her up, just say it straight, as for beating around the bush?

"I'm going to be discharged from the hospital soon, thank you for taking care of me these days." After all, the man is in his thirties, and he speaks maturely, without feeling cowardly.

"This is what I should do, but you should take these things back."

"You confiscate the other things I gave you. It's just a meal in the cafeteria. It's only a dozen yuan. Don't refuse me again."

Duan Linbai was speechless, this is not the first time he has been so daring.

People have rejected it, so you still post it up like this?

Xu Jiamu also rejected him many times, and at this moment, he didn't know what reason to reject him, but at this moment, a heavy cough came from outside the door.

The man turned his head and glanced, "Then you do your work first, I'll go back to the ward first."

He was limping, and when he passed by Duan Lin Bai, he just smiled and nodded to him, but did not recognize him.

Duan Linbai entered the office, turned around and locked the door behind him.

"Why are you locking the door?" Xu Jiamu had gotten to know him well during this time, and his speech was no longer as stiff as before.

"I'm going to undress."

"..."

Then someone started to unzip the zipper, sat on the chair next to Xu Jiamu's desk, rolled up his sleeves, "Come on, show me."

"Your wound has healed, and the needles and threads have been removed, so there is no problem."

Xu Jiamu told him half a month ago.

"I know, but it's a little itchy recently."

"Maybe the wound is growing, and there will be a little bit. If you feel uncomfortable, I will give you some medicine." Xu Jiamu was speechless.

How precious this man is, his wounds are healed, and he still comes to the hospital for check-ups all day long.

Xu Jiamu took a cotton swab with the medicine from one side, dipped it in and applied it around the wound.

Duan Lin Bai kept looking at the flowers and food on the table from the corner of his eye. The flowers were sprayed with some perfume, which was a bit smoky.

"Who was that man just now?" He asked seemingly unintentionally.

"One of the patients I was in charge of sent me flowers in order to thank me for taking care of him." Naturally, Xu Jiamu would not tell him the truth.

"The smell of flowers is a bit strong."

"is a bit."

"It takes up quite a lot of space." Duan Linbai was stunned. There were all kinds of medical books and materials on her desk.

"And I don't have a place to put it." Xu Jiamu smiled helplessly. It was her turn in this department, and even this desk was not hers.

"I'll deal with it for you later."

Xu Jiamu just smiled, lowered his head and continued to wipe his wound, "Are you free this weekend?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"I'm going back to school to deal with my graduation. I have free time and would like to treat you to a meal."

It's nothing more than what happened to the hospital before.

Duan Linbai coughed, "I'll ask my assistant later."

Xu Jiamu nodded, thinking that he must be very busy, it's normal to have an appointment.

In fact, the OS in Duan Linbai's heart at this moment is:

If you agree so quickly, doesn't it seem that you are too easy to date?

After the wound was treated, Xu Jiamu gave him the potion directly, "If you feel itchy, just apply it a little bit. I won't practice here anymore in a few days, and you may not be able to find me when you come to the hospital."

"En." Duan Linbai put away the medicine bottle, and after the medicine on his arm was absorbed, he got up and left, taking away the box of lunch and flowers.

Xu Jiamu was stunned for a moment, thinking he was joking just now, but she didn't expect that he really took it away.

Duan Linbai squinted his eyes, took the elevator directly to the emergency department floor where Fu Chen was located, passed a trash can, and threw the things into it.

Humming a song, she flew briskly into Fu Chen's ward.

Jing Hanchuan was playing match 3 games with his head down, and glanced at him:

Children with mental disabilities are so much fun.

Fu Chen lifted his eyelids to look at him, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes:

Did he hurt his arm or his brain?

*

Xu Jiamu didn't receive a text message until after get off work in the evening.

Duan Linbai: [We are free for two days on weekends. 】

Xu Jiamu hesitated for a while, 【Is it okay that weekend night? A hot pot restaurant in the second ring road of Beijing. 】

【Can. 】

Duan Linbai was speechless, this woman is really amazing now, she actually asked him out tonight!

A certain person was trembling about going to an appointment, but because of what happened next, he was so ashamed that he almost slammed into the wall.

Lost face.

Haha, guess what Erlang is doing...