When the servant saw Ji Nuan's condition, he was startled. Someone rushed over and helped Ji Nuan up with Mrs. Chen, while someone turned around and hurriedly called.
In a hurry, Ji Nuan woke up as soon as the call was connected. She leaned in Mrs. Chen's arms. She frowned and raised her hand to rub her sore forehead. At the same time, she heard the servant say to the phone: "Mr. Mo, my wife just fainted and fell on the stairs. When can you come back, Mr. Mo..."
When Ji Nuan heard this, he immediately turned his eyes and said, "No need to call him back, I'm fine."
Her voice was very soft, but the servant paused because of her words, then hesitated and walked over with the phone.
"Madam, Mr. Mo asked me to give you the phone..."
Ji Nuan was silent for a moment, then raised her hand to take the phone and put it to her ear.
The man's voice on the other end of the phone was casual and indifferent, but with the same indifference as before. It made people shudder when he heard it: "Why, I can't even do the most basic healthy lifestyle. In addition to catching a cold and fever, I have to walk. Will you fall into a cripple?"
Ji Nuan didn't expect him to come back, not to mention that her vision just turned black for a moment and she couldn't stand still. However, hearing such words, she was still chilled to the core.
"I didn't mean to force you to come back. I just accidentally made a fuss because the servant cared too much about me. You don't need to mind. But the Royal Garden is our home after all. Do you plan to never go back?"
Mo Jingshen's tone was calm, making it impossible to guess his emotions: "I can see that you like that place very much. The ownership of the property in Yuyuan has been transferred to your name. Just such a property is enough for you to spend the rest of your life." The nourishment of life will prevent us from repeating the same troubled life again.”
Of course, she will never have that kind of life again. She has her own job and a life that she has worked hard to support.
Ji Nuan really didn't have the energy to bother asking about these things that were not important to her. She held the phone tightly and asked repeatedly: "Are you really not planning to go back to Yuyuan?" Are you home yet?"
no answer.
Mo Jingshen hung up the phone directly.
There was a cold staccato tone on the phone. Ji Nuan listened for a long time, as if she was not sure whether he really hung up the phone like that, and she seemed not to believe that he hung up the phone suddenly without saying a single unnecessary word. Talk to her.
"Mrs. Mo..."
Mrs. Chen and the servant wanted to help her up, but Ji Nuan sat on the ground, lowering her head and looking at the phone whose screen had dimmed.
"I'm fine, it's just a fall." Ji Nuan gently pushed away Mrs. Chen's and the others' hands: "I can get up by myself. You can do whatever you need to do."
"Madam, can I help you sit down at the dining table?" Mrs. Chen asked softly.
Ji Nuan nodded, and it wasn't until Mrs. Chen helped her up that she felt the dizzy feeling coming back.
After helping her to the dining table, Mrs. Chen suddenly raised her hand and touched her forehead: "When I helped you just now, I felt that you were very hot through your sleeves. Do you have a cold or a fever? I'll call a doctor. ?”
"It's okay, it's just a little rainy. It's not that serious. I'll just drink some of the brown sugar ginger tea you just made."
…
The man stood in the cold and cold office, stretched out his long legs, and walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window. In the rainy night, there was no light from the stars and the moon in the sky, and he could feel the bone-chilling coldness falling on this place through the window. An office room with solid colors and cold tones is filled with documents.
Qin Siting had just finished get off work at the hospital when he received the call. He saw that it was Mo Jingshen and picked up the call directly.
The man on the other end of the phone had a deep, clean voice: "Find a doctor with similar medical ethics and medical skills to you, and go to Yuyuan to see Ji Nuan."
Qin Siting paused as he was about to open the car door: "What's wrong with her? Don't you need me to go there in person?"
"You don't have to go, send someone over who she doesn't know."
It was obvious that he didn't intend to let Ji Nuan know that he sent the doctor there. Qin Siting frowned and was about to ask him what he meant, but the call was hung up.
…
Ji Nuan had just had dinner and was drinking the brown sugar and ginger tea that Mrs. Chen had cooked for her. Her pale face looked slightly red due to the heat and she was sweating a little, when the doctor suddenly came.
"Who called the doctor?" Ji Nuan asked.
"I just called Miss Feng Ling. Miss Feng Ling said that she wanted to ask Dr. Qin. It seems that Dr. Qin said that he was not in Haicheng these days, so he sent colleagues from their hospital over." Mrs. Chen said. He told Ji Nuan everything he heard on the phone.
Ji Nuan glanced at the doctor, who smiled politely at her and said that Dr. Qin asked him to come, so she nodded.
Ji Nuan's illness is not serious, that is to say, he really hasn't had a good rest these days, and he can't eat much. His body is in a period of fatigue, and there are some signs of cold and fever after being caught in the rain. There are no other problems. Take cold medicine and antipyretic medicine, rest more, drink more hot water, and eat more to maintain your strength.
She understood this herself, and Mrs. Chen felt relieved after hearing the doctor say there was nothing wrong.
Until the doctor left, Mrs. Chen told Ji Nuan to take a hot bath. Ji Nuan obediently went to take a bath. She also obediently went back to the bedroom to sleep after taking the medicine. However, when she turned over on the bed, she looked at On the other side of the empty bed, I reached out and touched the bed twice.
It's been a long, long time since Mo Jingshen's smell and temperature came here.
Sure enough, when she was cared for, she could be held and coaxed even if she had a slight headache or fever, as if she were a porcelain doll that was fragile when she got sick. I wanted to hold her in my hands. But now she can't get sick at all. Any condition in his body seemed to him like she was using some despicable trick to lure him back.
Is her image of doing whatever it takes to achieve her goals so deeply ingrained in his mind
He was so passionate and happy when he hugged Mo Jingshen, but after all of this suddenly disappeared, he felt deserted and disappointed.
Want to give up, want to leave.
She asked herself, did she really decide to give up like this
She knew very well what kind of man Mo Jingshen was for so long, and no matter what he did, he would have his reasons.
But what is the reason that makes a man who is not even afraid of death push her away again and again
Ji Nuan sniffed her somewhat blocked nose. It was already late. Although she had a headache, she was not sleepy. She sat up on the bed and stared at the white wall under the wall lamp. After looking at it for a long time, she still couldn't fall asleep.
There are a lot of things to do in the studio tomorrow, so I have to go to bed.
She rubbed her head, turned around, rummaged through the drawer, and found a box of only two or three sleeping pills, which she seemed to have bought when Ji Mengran was here.
Seeing that the medicine had not expired, I got up and poured a glass of water, drank a sleeping pill and lay down again.