He lowered his eyes to look at the corners of her red eyes, and said in a soft voice: "You also know that it is sad." ”

The meaning of his words is a little unclear.

Luo Nanchu still felt aggrieved, hanging her slender and thick eyelashes, the muscles on her body were still tense, and she didn't look like she was relaxing her resistance.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her pale face for a while, then sighed slightly, he hugged her gently, and said in a low voice: "Luo Nanchu, you have a fever. ”

She was cold, but her forehead was hot and she was covered in cold sweat.

Luo Nanchu did not speak.

Fever?

She didn't know.

How can I have a fever?

She just felt a headache.

She didn't want to see him at all now, she just wanted to stay alone for a while, and the appearance of Fu Tingyuan in front of her made her a little unbearable.

How could there be such a hateful man, with such a small heart, what else would he do except know how to bully her? She felt uncomfortable, cold sweat leaked out layer by layer on her body, and Luo Nanchu pushed him: "I really want to sleep." ”

She's really hard right now.

The presence of this person pained her.

Luo Nanchu was heavy, it was Fu Tingyuan who took the blanket on the bed and covered her body, and the other party picked her up directly from the bed and walked out of the door.

It's a chilly night in London.

Luo Nanchu shrank in his arms for a moment, and shivered a little afraid of the cold.

Her brow furrowed throughout, showing a bit of emaciation that she had endured with all her might.

*

There are not many people in private hospitals.

Luo Nan finished measuring his body temperature at the beginning, and was carried by Fu Tingyuan to the infusion area to hang water.

She had a low-grade fever and was curled up in his arms shivering.

When the bottle of water was hung up, Luo Nanchu's mind cleared up a little.

She raised her head from the blanket and looked at Fu Tingyuan, who was sitting on the bench with her in her arms and closing her eyes, the man seemed to notice her gaze and slowly opened his eyes.

His black pupils showed an unpredictable silence in the light.

Such an indifferent and detached Fu Tingyuan......

She slowly withdrew her gaze, curled the corners of her lips a little weakly, and leaned drowsilyly against his chest.

When the last bottle of water was hung up to a little bit, Fu Tingyuan's mobile phone in his pocket rang, he picked it up and took a look, it was Lu Mingyou calling.

Luo Nanchu tilted her head sideways to look at the name that appeared on the screen of his mobile phone, her breathing paused slightly, and she felt the dense pinhole-like pain in her heart resurface, and she retracted her gaze a little unbearable, and buried her face in his chest.

Fu Tingyuan didn't answer the phone, just let the phone ring over there, the ringtone was like a magic sound piercing through the brain, Luo Nanchu had never felt that the mobile phone ringtone was such an unbearable thing.

She lost her temper, raised her hand and snatched the mobile phone from Fu Tingyuan's hand, and slammed it on the ground.

"Smack!" With a bang, the battery fell out and the sound quieted down.

Luo Nanchu looked at the mobile phone on the ground that was split in half, she was dazed for a moment, then closed her eyes slightly, broke free from Fu Tingyuan's embrace, pulled out the needle and rushed out of the hospital without saying a word.

Fu Tingyuan followed behind her, reaching out and holding her hand after she was about to rush out of the hospital.

Luo Nanchu stood where he was, tilting his head to look at him.

Her eyes were already red, and she looked like she was going to cry or not, and in the dim light and shadow, her face was pale and there was hardly a trace of blood.