I'm very fortunate to have a master here, so that Ye Fanxing's heart is a little less afraid.
Gu Chonglin said, "Do you have a cold? The voice sounds weird."
"A bit."
"Then go and have a good rest."
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Back home, Ye Fanxing slept in chaos, and then President Fu came back and scolded her: "Didn't I tell you to take good care of yourself? How did you make yourself like this?"
After he finished speaking, he picked up the towel and wrung it dry, and put it on her head to cool her down.
Just like at the beginning, when he signed a marriage agreement with him, he looked after her.
She looked at Fu Jingyu, "Are you alright? It's fine."
"Go to sleep." Fu Jingyu held her hand and comforted her.
"Mom..." After an unknown amount of time, Ye Fanxing heard his son's voice, opened his eyes, and saw the man who was holding a towel and covering his forehead to reduce his fever, who had slowly changed from Fu Jingyu to Like a small light bulb.
The father and son look alike. The longer the light bulb is now, the more it looks like Fu Jingyu.
Ye Fanxing looked at his son and found that he was just dreaming, and said, "Is Dad back?"
"You miss Dad?" said the little bulb, "he hasn't come back, why hasn't Bad Dad come back?"
Ye Fanxing looked at the time and found that it was five o'clock in the afternoon. She sat up, because she had taken cold medicine when she came back, so she was a little better at this time.
Looking at the phone, Seventeen called her and she went back.
Mu Shiqi expressed his concern on the phone and comforted her by the way. Ye Fanxing said, "It's okay."
She stood up and walked out the door in slippers. Auntie was cooking and Fu Linglong was on the phone.
Of course Fu Linglong knew about Fu Jingyu's accident.
Ye Fanxing saw her, "Sister."
Fu Linglong asked, "How is it, is it any better?"
Little Bulb held Ye Fanxing's hand beside him, "Lay down quickly, who made you get up? You are all sick."
He is now like a housekeeper, taking care of Ye Fanxing.
Ye Fanxing glanced at his son who was worried about him, "It's okay."
Fu Linglong said, "I just called your brother-in-law and said it's all right, don't worry too much."
"Yeah." Ye Fanxing nodded.
"Do you want to go to the hospital to have a look, is the cold serious?"
Hearing her cough, Fu Linglong was quite worried.
Ye Fanxing said: "It's okay, I took the medicine and it's much better."
She is the kind of person who gets sick and gets better with a little medicine, not so fragile.
In the evening, Ye Fanxing and Fu Linglong had just finished eating with their children, and Huo Zhendong and Mu Shiqi came over.
Mu Shiqi was really worried about Ye Fanxing, so he came to see her.
Ye Fanxing sat on the bed, looking a little listless.
Mu Shiqi said, "How can you make yourself sick?"
"Small problem." Ye Fanxing looked at Mu Shiqi, "I'm really fine, you made a special trip to see me."
"President Gu has passed, and it's time to get on the plane. You can wait patiently for the news now! Don't worry, Mr. Fu will have no problem."
Huo Zhendong and Huo Lao also knew about this matter, and they were all trying to deal with it.
Fu Jingyu is popular, and when something happens, there are a lot of people who care about him.
In fact, Ye Fanxing can't do much for him.
Ye Fanxing said with a serious expression: "I just... I didn't expect such a thing to happen."
Fu Jingyu has always been measured in what he does, how could he let himself encounter such a thing
(Chapter 9. I stayed up late and didn't sleep well recently, so I wrote very slowly. Sorry for being late! The update ends today. Continue to ask for a monthly pass... )
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