Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

Chapter 601: Mo Shichen, are you sick? He wasn't last night

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Not to mention the heavy wind and rain, even on a sunny day without wind, it was not an easy task to pick up so many letters. In the end, all the servants and bodyguards in the entire manor were mobilized... including the chef. After surviving the disaster, I went everywhere to pick up letters in the heavy rain. Only Wen Yi—

When Mo Shichen returned to the bedroom at almost midnight, he found that she had fallen asleep on the bed.

Mo Shichen, “…”

He stood at the door with an expressionless face, his clothes could squeeze out water, and his handsome face was so gloomy that it could drip out water.

He has a really big heart.

The storm and thunder and lightning were like the background of a horror movie. She could sleep so well, and she was still his wife. This woman really wasn't worried about him running in and raping her in the middle of the night.

In fact, Wen Yi was able to fall asleep... because she just thought he wanted to shut her up and sleep all night. When she came out after taking a bath, she found that in addition to a bowl of ginger tea on the bedside, the man had even taken away her mobile phone. She couldn't contact anyone, and no one answered her calls. She lost her temper in the bedroom for a long time and no one answered her. Finally, she felt bored and simply climbed into bed and fell asleep.

Why couldn't she sleep during a thunderstorm? It was windy and rainy outside the window, so she felt comfortable lying in a warm quilt.

Mo Shichen stood at the door for a long time, but after all he didn't go in. He just turned off the lights, closed the door, and went out silently.

… …

Wen Yi found that the door could be opened the next day. She didn't think much about it. She went to the cloakroom next door to find some clothes that were barely wearable and changed into them. She also found the mobile phone that the man had put on the desk in her original study room. , and went directly downstairs to prepare to go home.

There was no thought of saying hello or saying anything to the man. <>

The servant saw her coming down from upstairs and rushed to greet her, "Madam, you're up... Breakfast is ready. Would you like..."

Wen Yi glanced at it, her expression gentle and indifferent, "No need."

After going downstairs, she walked straight out the door without any intention of staying longer.

While walking through the garden on the cobblestone road, she dialed Mo Shiqian on her mobile phone and said in a concise and to the point voice as she walked, "President, I want to take leave today."

"No."

Unexpectedly, Mo Shiqian would refuse so neatly. Wen Yi stood still and looked up at the washed blue sky, "I said Mr. Mo, are you going to kick me aside after using me? I'm going to ask you now." I can’t even take a vacation. Doesn’t your conscience hurt if you treat me like this?”

Mo Shiqian, “…”

He sneered there, "You ask for leave when he's sick, and you've only been back to Paris for a day and you're already in good health? I brought him back to work, not for him to ask for leave with the vice president."

Wen Yi, "..."

She narrowed her eyes, "You just said...who is sick?"

"It's not because he has a fever and can't get out of bed. Why are you asking for leave? Could it be that he's also sick?"

"He has a fever? How is that possible? He was still alive and kicking last night."

Mo Shiqian was not in the mood to chat with her, so he just said coldly, "Go back to the company and go back to work" and hung up the phone directly.

Wen Yi looked at the phone that was hung up and was a little stunned—

Mo Shichen, are you sick

He wasn't doing well last night. <>

She pursed her lips and stood there for half a minute. Finally, she gave up some of the thoughts that came to her and walked towards the door.

A tall man in black clothes who looked like a bodyguard came towards her. When he came to her, he stopped and lowered his head to say hello, "Mrs.... sneeze!"

Wen Yi looked at the man who sneezed loudly and said, "..."

She looked at the things in his hand again, and at a glance she caught the name of a certain box of medicines, which were quite common cold medicines.

After the bodyguard sneezed, he said to Wen Yi sheepishly, "Sorry, madam... It rained a little last night, so I might have caught a cold."

She glanced at the medicine in his hand, "This medicine is..."

The bodyguard replied respectfully, "Oh, this is the medicine for the eldest young master. He was also caught in the rain for several hours last night. He fell ill when he woke up in the morning and had a severe fever... Madam, the eldest young master seems to be more seriously ill than us. You can persuade him to call the doctor and finally give him a fever-reducing shot."

"You... we?" Wen Yi looked at the people in front of her and caught a few keywords that made her confused. "What does it mean to be caught in the rain...?"

The bodyguard was a little surprised that she would ask this, but he quickly replied, "Last night, the eldest son was in the rain for several hours to pick up letters scattered outside. He had a fever early this morning."

Pick up the letter

Wen Yi's expression changed slightly, and she said calmly, "Are you talking about the hundreds or thousands of handwritten letters that were thrown on the lawn? It rained so heavily last night, and there was no use in picking them up. What did you pick it up for?"

The bodyguard shook his head, "This... we don't know either."

… …

When Wen Yi opened the door to the second bedroom, she saw a man lying on the bed. There were water and medicine on the bedside, but you could guess by looking at the glass of water that he didn't get up to take medicine at all. <>

Just now the servant told her that he wouldn't eat breakfast either.

She stood for a while and then walked over.

Standing beside the bed, looking down at the man with his eyes tightly closed, he still called out, "Mo Shichen."

As a man, my eyelashes are really long.

After a moment of silence, she said coldly, "I know you're awake, stop pretending."

The man was still motionless, his eyelashes had not even moved, and his breathing was even, but heavier than usual.

Didn't the servant just say that he woke up? Did he really fall into a coma from the fever

While Wen Yi was thinking this, she still stretched out her hand to touch his forehead.

The temperature shocked her. It was so hot that she really had a fever.

She frowned and was about to take her hand back and call a doctor, but as soon as she raised her hand, it was grabbed.

Mo Shichen took her hand and pressed it back to his forehead, murmuring in a hoarse voice, "It's so cold, very comfortable."

Wen Yi, "..."

Did this man do it on purpose

She tried hard to pull her hand away, but she couldn't break him off no matter how hard she tried.

"Mo Shichen, let go of me."

The man finally opened his eyes slowly, and repeated the words in a hoarse voice, "I'm very hot, your hands are comfortable."

Wen Yi, "..."

He had a fever, and it wasn't because he had been given aphrodisiac. He was still hot.

This man is really...

She took a deep breath, patiently not arguing with the patient, and said in a gentle voice, "Let go of your hand, and I'll find a doctor to come over and give you an IV. With your body type, you'll be fine immediately after one injection. Loose your hand." .”

Mo Shichen looked at her and said rustlingly, "I don't give injections."

Wen Yi said, "...Okay, then you can take medicine."

She had already thought about it. If he refused to take the medicine, he would just let mold grow and grow on his own.