The Third Courtyard of the Capital

Fu Chen was sent to the nearest hospital. After the doctor checked, "I have a fever, give me an injection first."

At this level, he is taking medicine now, and it is too slow to take effect.

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

"It's okay, the patient is not seriously injured. Recently, it's late spring cold and it's easy to catch a cold or a fever. Just be careful." The doctor said a few more words when he saw Song Fengwan's expression was anxious.

"good."

The doctor stood on one side and recorded some data on a notebook. Yu Guang glanced at Fu Chen and Song Fengwan. If it were normal for this kind of minor illness and pain, he would not need such meticulous records at all.

It’s Mr. Fu San, who is not here, so you must pay more attention.

Moreover, both of them were wearing pajamas. Song Fengwan was anxious at this time and didn't care about cleaning up. There were two clearly red and purple marks on his exposed neck.

This is clearly sucked out with your mouth.

The doctor glanced at Master Fu San lying on the bed...

Could it be that I was so crazy last night that I got sick? Sure enough, I usually look so innocent and have no desires, but I didn’t expect to be so introverted in private.

Fu Chen was burned to the point of being a little blurred, and he even held Song Fengwan's hand and reminded her to test.

At this time, Qianjiang was the only one in the ward. Shifang went to deal with the hospitalization matters and went to the company by the way. There were many things to be explained and they had to apologize to Jiang Duanyan. They were originally scheduled to sign a preliminary cooperation letter with Jiang today. At this time, Jiang Duanyan was probably already in the company.

"Wanwan..."

He was burned to his mouth and his throat was so dry that he was smoking.

"Are you thirsty? I'll pour you water."

"test!"

Song Fengwan frowned, this person...

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

However, he was sick and had a lot of strength and could not break free.

He also hooked Song Fengwan's fingers and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"good--"

His voice was not as clear as usual, dry and hoarse as usual, as if he was coaxing her, and he felt an indescribable ambiguousness.

There is also a way that makes people feel like they act coquettishly.

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

But when he spoke to him in such a voice, she felt soft and she held his hand back, "You can rest assured and don't worry about anything else."

Her voice was already soft and soft, and she could not help but look at her side.

It is said that Mr. Fu San has raised a little wife, and this is true.

This sound, he felt so young that he felt so soft when he heard it. Tsk-

"If Miss Song is not at ease, she can ask the third master to do a test later."

"Yes." Song Feng nodded.

Soon, the nurse came in, holding a tray in her hand, and came to give him a fever-reducing injection. Song Fengwan lowered his head and helped him roll up the sleeve tube on his side.

Fu Chen glanced at Qianjiang on the side.

Qianjiang heard Shifang complain a few words yesterday. After following Fu Chen for so long, even if his EQ is low, his IQ is always enough. I guessed yesterday that it might be because of something. He got up and left the ward directly.

Song Fengwan was devoted to Fu Chen and didn't care about crossing Qianjiang at all, so...

Ten minutes later, when Qianjiang put a black convenience bag in front of her, Song Fengwan was confused.

Open it and take a look.

His face was red.

Qianjiang has always been a stubborn mind, why did his mind turn so fast at this time?

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

Song Fengwan had no choice but to carry a bag into the bathroom. Early this morning, she had never used the toilet for Fu Chen.

After she entered the bathroom, Fu Chen looked at Qianjiang: "This is done well."

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

"I'll get you a salary this month."

Qianjiang remained unmoved: "Thank you, Master San."

Song Fengwan entered the bathroom.

Three pregnancy test sticks...

All showed that they were not pregnant.

A false alarm.

"Really not, are you relieved?"

"Where is the thing?" Fu Chen lifted his slightly heavy eyelids and looked at her seriously.

"This..." Song Fengwan was so angry that he went to see it himself? "Anyway, there isn't, you can rest quickly."

"Then take a photo for me." Fu Chen was quite persistent in this matter.

Song Fengwan had no choice but tossed him back and forth several times before someone fell asleep.

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

She never absent from classes on purpose, and the teacher was more tolerant and took the leave without saying much.

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

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, the Jiang brothers came here. They probably got the news from Shifang and sent flowers. At that time, Fu Chen was sleeping soundly, so he didn't bother him. He left after chatting for a few words.

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

"Why are you here?" Song Fengwan asked the two of them to sit down.

"Home." Jing Hanchuan handed the lunch box in his hand to Song Fengwan.

"Thanks."

Song Fengwan asked the two of them to sit down, went out to the nurse's station, and planned to borrow a few paper cups and pour some water for them. Even if they lived here temporarily, they did not have a long time hospitalization, and they had almost nothing to prepare.

At this time, Fu Chen had woken up and his fever subsided. But the doctor said that he would observe for a few more hours and take some medicine. If there was no problem, he would be able to leave in the evening.

"Jiang Er told me that I happened to be at Hanchuan's house, so I came with him. Why did you suddenly get sick?" Duan Linbai bit his lip, "You can't be too excited with your sister-in-law at night and you're not sure how to behave."

Fu Chen pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"I've told you a long time ago that you are so old and your sister-in-law are so you should be more at ease."

"Do you understand if you keep flowing?"

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

Jing Hanchuan lowered his head and played with the pleasure of the fun, but without making a sound. Then a pillow was thrown over. Jing Hanchuan avoided the pillow sideways, and the pillow steadily hit Duan Linbai's face.

"What are you doing?" Song Fengwan happened to come back.

"Hand slipped." Fu Chen took it for granted.

Duan Linbai was shocked. You either slippery hands or slippery feet.

"I'll pour some water for you, the hospital only has warm water." Song Fengwan just turned around and Duan Linbai stopped her.

"No need to greet me, I'm going to show the doctor the wound."

After he finished speaking, he went to the bathroom to look in the mirror, put on the water, tidied up his hairstyle, and hummed a song and left the ward.

Song Fengwan pursed his lips and looked at his arms. As for how coquettish?

And his wounds have been gone for so long, but have not healed yet?

"He is not looking at his arms, but to see people." Fu Chen whispered.

Song Fengwan laughed without saying a word.

Xu Jiamu had already been in orthopedics for internship at this time. He had just followed her teacher to check a patient's physical condition, but she had several questions, but she did not answer them. She was flipping through books and searching for information to find answers.

She is the only one in the huge office. It’s dinner time, and the doctor either goes home or goes to the cafeteria.

Duan Linbai hummed a song and found the office with a familiarity.

He was wearing a mask, and in the hospital, there were many such people, and no one paid much attention to him.

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

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