As expected, Shen Yuhan did not get up the next morning. It was not because he overslept, but because he was really sick.
Every morning when Shan Qihuan woke up, his arms were empty, but this morning they were still heavy. Shen Yuhan did not get up early today, and she initially felt that he had slept late last night and did not wake up. When she hugged her, she could feel his breath was hot, and when she touched his forehead, it was even hotter.
He got up and found the thermometer to scan his body temperature. It was about 18 degrees, a low-grade fever.
Shen Yuhan was not woken up by him. His face was abnormally flushed due to a low fever. After Shan Qihuan got up, he curled himself up in the quilt and said softly that he was cold. Shan Qihuan tucked the quilt for him.
He went downstairs first to ask his aunt to cook some porridge. His aunt happened to tell him in a panic that there had been a thief at home. All her knives and utensils that she had put away carefully were turned out. Shan Qihuan said that he was the one who messed up the house because he wanted to eat some fruit last night, and it was not the thief who did it. Only then did his aunt breathe a sigh of relief and cook some patient meals for the sick Shen Yuhan.
Shan Qihuan called a doctor friend Liang Min, whose tone was full of uncertainty and dissatisfaction: "What did Shan Qihuan just say?"
Shan Qihuan: "See a doctor."
Liang Min: "To whom?"
Shan Qihuan: "My family."
Liang Min: "Shan family? No, they never give me money."
Shan Qihuan: “No.”
Liang Min: "Do you know what I do?"
Shan Qihuan: "What?"
Liang Min: "I'm a surgeon. If you have any minor illnesses or pains, please register at the outpatient clinic!"
Shan Qihuan: "I can pay for the consultation."
Liang Min: "That's easy. I'm a doctor at a Grade A hospital and I'm really poor. I'll pay you first and then I'll see you."
Shan Qihuan said without any nonsense: "Transfer one hundred thousand within half an hour." Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.
The other end immediately responded with a voice of putting on shoes and swearing: "Get going immediately, you evil capitalist, I owe you this in my fucking past life!"
Shan Qihuan: "Speed."
Liang Min: "Right away, boss! How many surgeries do I have to perform to get a hundred thousand yuan? That's not right, Shan Qihuan, who do you want me to treat? What symptoms?"
Shan Qihuan: "Fever, 38 degrees, cough, chills all over the body."
Liang Min: "I am at least one of the top ten best surgeons in the country. Don't you think I am being wasted?"
Shan Qihuan: "No, I spent money."
As the phone call was hung up and the crisp sound of money transfer was heard, Dr. Liang walked out the door feeling annoyed, resentful and reluctant.
Damn it, if you take the money, you have to pay for the goods. If you don't take the money, you will owe someone else. If you regret it, it will be very difficult for Shan Qihuan to owe others.
I am a little curious about who made Shan Qihuan, such a cheap and stingy guy, spend money to hire him.
Half an hour later, Liang Min arrived at Shan Qihuan's house. As soon as he entered the door, he noticed some changes in his house, but he couldn't tell what exactly had changed.
Shan Qihuan was sitting on the sofa, watching TV and waiting for him.
"I didn't have breakfast either." Liang Min hinted wildly.
"I ate it after watching it. Auntie is cooking."
"Well, where is the patient?" It turned out to be the capitalist he was familiar with.
"Upstairs, I'll take you upstairs." Shan Qihuan stood up and took him upstairs.
Before entering the room, Liang Min suddenly asked Shan Qihuan in a low voice: "Did you make him have a fever?"
Shan Qihuan rolled his eyes at him: "Dirty."
Shen Yuhan, who was sleeping soundly, was dreaming that he was still in Qi State. He was just about to ask Mo Zhu to bring him a table and chairs so that he could paint in the yard while the weather was fine. However, no matter how he called, Mo Zhu ignored him and walked away with his back to him.
Mozhu, where do you want to go
Shen Yuhan followed Mo Zhu, and the road became narrower and narrower. At a corner, Mo Zhu disappeared. Then he heard someone behind him chopping at him with a big knife!
"My beauty, don't run away. Bring her back to us and make her our eldest brother's wife!"
"I don't want to be the chief wife!" Shen Yuhan said in horror.
Just when he was at a loss, someone suddenly called his name, and then he rushed across the room following the light.
"The wife of a bandit leader?" Liang Min laughed.
"I've watched too many TV dramas." Shan Qihuan said expressionlessly, then rolled his eyes at Liang Min, "He's shy, so don't say it in front of him."
"He can't be the one I married."
As they were chatting, Shen Yuhan slowly opened his eyes and what he saw was Shan Qihuan's handsome face.
That’s great. No bandits want to capture him. He doesn’t have to meet the bandit leader, and he doesn’t have to be the bandit’s wife.
Shan Qihuan said, "Awake? I called a doctor to see you."
The doctor is a doctor, Shen Yuhan said. He could not make a sound and nodded.
Shen Yuhan was not averse to male doctors. In their Qi State, most doctors were men. When he was young, he was in poor health and was treated by a doctor. However, most doctors were over fifty years old. The doctor invited by Shan Qihuan was very young, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
I have to admit that the doctor is quite handsome.
Shan Qihuan saw that he was staring at Liang Min, and after Liang Min finished the routine examination on Shen Yuhan, he took him out of the room.
Liang Min: "Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't talked to my wife yet."
Shan Qihuan: "What's there to say? He needs to rest."
Liang Min: "Then at least introduce me to him. I'm a pretty girl. Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't suffer any loss."
Shan Qihuan: "I'll introduce him to you after he recovers from his illness."
Liang Min was born into a family of doctors and could treat minor illnesses and pains, but surgery was his main occupation.
He said seriously, "His throat is a little swollen. I'll give him an anti-inflammatory injection later, and then let him take some antipyretic medicine. It should be almost healed. If he's still not healed, take him to the hospital for a checkup."
After giving a few instructions, Liang Min went in again to give Shen Yuhan an injection, then went straight to the restaurant, mumbling to Aunt Wang about bringing up Shan Qihuan's delicious breakfast.
Shen Yuhan was a little confused after receiving the injection, because the doctor injected his buttocks, which is a very private part!
Why do modern people get injections in such a shameful place, and it hurts!
Shan Qihuan brought in the porridge and saw Shen Yuhan lying on the pillow with a sullen face: "Won't you feel suffocated like this?" Shen Yuhan raised his head, his face was redder than before. Shan Qihuan thought his fever had worsened, "Drink some porridge, take the antipyretic medicine and go back to sleep."
Shen Yuhan nodded, but did not call Shan Qihuan "husband" softly as he did in the past. Thinking about what happened last night, he was still very angry, so he had no intention of forgiving him.
Shan Qihuan felt guilty at this moment. He knew that he still cared about what happened last night. He would not say much for the time being. He should get his body back on track first. No matter how wrong he was, it was all his fault and there was no way he could justify it.
Shen Yuhan took some medicine and rested. Shan Qihuan was still frightened by the scene of him slashing his wrist with a knife last night. Before sending Liang Min out, he asked him if it was a psychological problem if someone had suicidal tendencies because of something sad
Liang Min said: "Maybe. Sometimes when you are in an extreme mood, you will suddenly be like this. Some people are more sensitive. Try not to say overly stimulating words. Did you make others angry? I learned some Chinese medicine from my grandfather. I think this little beauty has some heart knots and liver qi stagnation."
"How to treat this?" Shan Qihuan frowned slightly.
"It's not too serious. Just keep a happy mood." For the sake of the hundred thousand yuan, Liang Min gave a good suggestion.
"I'll try my best."
"Call me if you have anything else."
After seeing Liang Min off, Shan Qihuan also began to think about one thing: he would not go to the company today.
After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to work at home. Just in case, he also asked his aunt to put away all the knives in the house.
Shen Yuhan had no idea about Shan Qihuan's arrangements for the day. He was sick and lying in bed, with bizarre dreams. After waking up, he didn't know what he dreamed about. After sweating all over under the quilt, he slept until noon. His fever was gone, but his throat was still sore.
When he woke up, Shan Qihuan came in to check on him. He checked with a thermometer and found that he no longer had a fever.
Shen Yuhan's whole body felt limp and he had no strength at all.
Shan Qihuan looked at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Shen Yuhan smelled the sweat on his body and said, "I don't want to sleep anymore. I want to take a shower." He has always been a clean guy.
"Would you like to have lunch upstairs or downstairs?"
"I'll come downstairs to eat after I take a shower." Shen Yuhan's voice was hoarse. He didn't want to say more because his throat was sore.
Shan Qihuan nodded: "Go wash it, I'll get you some clothes."
"I'll go back and take a shower." Shen Yuhan got out of bed by himself.
"When you live here in the future, you can go in and take a shower."
Shen Yuhan looked at Shan Qihuan and shook his head: "No, there is no room here, I will use my own."
At this time, Shan Qihuan understood that Shen Yuhan was still angry with him, and his tone was cold and indifferent.
What else can I do? I'll just have to obey him for now.
In the morning, my aunt had already changed the bed sheets in the next room. After Shen Yuhan took a shower, he went downstairs without delaying the room.
He was hungry, but his appetite was very poor. He couldn't eat anything he wanted. His throat was sore and it hurt even to swallow saliva.
He was a little envious of Shan Qihuan for being able to eat anything, but he just drank porridge pitifully. There was a bit of resentment in the way he looked at Shan Qihuan, and he didn't want to forgive him in his heart.
Shan Qihuan could see what Shen Yuhan was thinking from his eyes: "Wait until you recover, then let Auntie do something good."
"Oh." Shen Yuhan responded indifferently.
In fact, he is not a person who only cares about food, but he has ideas only after making comparisons.
Having slept a lot in the morning, Shen Yuhan was not sleepy at noon. He sat on the sofa and watched TV. As he was watching, he lay down on the bed. Shan Qihuan received a call and came back. Shen Yuhan fell asleep on the sofa with a pillow in his arms. He went upstairs to find a thicker blanket to cover him, then turned down the volume of the TV, but did not turn it off. With it on, the house would seem more lively.
Without Shen Yuhan taking care of the bouquets at home today, they seemed much more dilapidated and lacked their former vitality.
Shan Qihuan was feeling a little annoyed as he looked at the itinerary that Assistant Qu had sent him. He then looked at Shen Yuhan who was sleeping with a pale face and was struggling over whether to go on this trip or not.
After sighing in his heart, Shan Qihuan received another flight ticket time from Qu Zhu. This was not a domestic business trip, but a trip abroad in the next week.
-Boss, the chip manufacturers in the United States intend to raise prices. We haven't reached an agreement with them on pricing yet. We need you to come over in person and have a talk to give them reassurance.
-Is the second chip manufacturer in France? If we can’t reach an agreement, we will contact the French side. Prepare the information first. What time will we leave tomorrow
-I booked a similar flight to the one I left before, at 9am, but we have to check in an hour earlier, as our outbound flight will require us to take a ten-minute subway ride.
-Yes, prepare the documents and come to pick me up tomorrow morning. I have something to do at home today and I can't go to the company.
-OK.
Qu Zhu thought that the boss had never missed a meeting, so what happened at home? Ninety percent of it was related to the boss's wife.
When Shen Yuhan got up in the afternoon, he saw Shan Qihuan at home. He was a little surprised that he was not in the company today as it was not the weekend.
After waking up in the afternoon, he found himself covered with a blanket. His aunt said that it was Mr. Shan who covered him. Then he drank the medicinal soup that his aunt had prepared for him. His aunt said that it was Mr. Shan who asked her to prepare it. Mr. Shan was really considerate.
Shen Yuhan felt that she seemed to be speaking well of her boss. Perhaps she saw that they were having an argument
If you ask Aunt Wang, she will definitely say that even the knife was moved, isn't it just a quarrel? Mr. Shan never goes into the kitchen.
The two of them are not so disrespectful as to resort to knife fighting. This must be a huge misunderstanding.
Shan Qihuan was in video conference in the study during the day, and would come down to see if Shen Yuhan would do anything stupid in his free time.
Fortunately, Shen Yuhan was quite normal these days. He was either watching TV or listening to music with headphones. I think he was listening to music. Young people of his age all like listening to music. Maybe I can buy him a nice pair of headphones later. He should like electronic products, although I haven't heard him mention it.
Shan Qihuan was right this time. Shen Yuhan was indeed listening to music on his mobile phone. After the scene last night, he felt a little self-destructive today. He didn't want to work hard to be a modern person. He listened to music decadently, and then he discovered a new world. Music without lyrics was better to listen to, and it was much more comfortable than music with lyrics that would make people blush.
When he heard cheerful music, his heart felt lifted; when he heard sad music, he felt sad and couldn't help thinking of his own experience. Then he stopped listening because he didn't want to cry. His eyes were still swollen, which looked too ugly.
Even when he is sick, he is still a beautiful guy.
They still had dinner together. Shen Yuhan spoke less today but was in good spirits and didn't eat much. After a day's rest, the swelling in his eyes gradually subsided.
Shan Qihuan reminded Shen Yuhan to take medicine after dinner. Seeing Shen Yuhan staring at the pills for a long time without taking any action, Shan Qihuan thought that Shen Yuhan was angry and didn't want to take the medicine, so he took out the pills for him and handed them to him along with some water.
Compared to drinking bitter Chinese medicine, Shen Yuhan had no resistance to taking pills and swallowed them obediently.
After resting for a few days today, he thought that he was not calm at all last night and even had the idea of committing suicide. If he died, he would be so sorry for his hard-earned chance of life. If his family knew about it, they would not agree with his approach.
Shan Qihuan watched Shen Yuhan swallow the pill obediently, and told him that he would be going on a business trip the next day.
"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow. I'll go back to class when I'm better. I'll video call you when I'm free."
Shen Yuhan was stunned and said in a hoarse voice: "On a business trip?"
In his opinion, being on a business trip meant being away for a long time. His brother used to go to the south of the Yangtze River for the old emperor. He would leave in spring and come back in autumn. Sometimes he would encounter bandits on the way and might even lose his life. What was even more terrible was getting sick on the way.
Shan Qihuan saw that he was frowning and said, "It will take about a week, first to the United States, and then to France."
A week consists of seven days.
Why do we need two more countries? Where are the United States and France
No matter how long the journey is, will you encounter danger on the road
Shen Yuhan thought that she had not forgiven him yet, so she did not ask any more questions: "Oh." She acted quite coldly.
Shan Qihuan no longer expected him to care about him, and he probably wouldn't even hear Shen Yuhan call him by his original name before he left.
Shen Yuhan went back to his room to sleep tonight. Shan Qihuan came here on his own initiative tonight. His reason was very righteous. He was afraid that Shen Yuhan would feel uncomfortable at night, or that he would have something else to think about late at night. Shen Yuhan had something on her mind and did not chase him away. In fact, she was a little used to sleeping together.
At 5:10 in the morning, Shan Qihuan got up, being careful not to wake up Shen Yuhan, but Shen Yuhan woke up anyway, but he pretended to be asleep.
Before Shan Qihuan left, he thought he was still asleep, so he kissed him lightly on the forehead and said, "I'm leaving."
Shen Yuhan didn't open his eyes until Shan Qihuan went to the next door to pick up the suitcase.
Assistant Qu drove over directly to pick up the order.
Before getting into the car, Shan Qihuan looked back at the balcony on the first floor, where a figure was standing.
Shen Yuhan didn't want to see him leave, so she couldn't help but walk to the window.
In Qi, whenever his brothers went on a long journey, no matter how early they got up, he would go to the door and see them off.
In Shen Yuhan's opinion, being far away was a worrying thing. Even though he knew that he and Shan Qihuan could still talk on the phone in a distant place, he still felt a little nervous when he couldn't see him.
The car slowly drove out of the yard and disappeared from sight before Shen Yuhan returned to the house. At the same time, his mobile phone received a message.
Mu Gen: It’s cold outside, let’s go back and sleep.
Shen Yuhan felt a little sad when looking at the message on his phone. He and Shan Qihuan had been married for less than half a month, and they had not been separated for a day.
Now he hadn't seen her for seven days. He crawled into bed, resting his head on the single pillow, and felt at ease only when he smelled the familiar scent.
After a while, Shan Qihuan received a rather cold reply from Shen Yuhan.
Wife: Oh.
After Shan Qihuan passed the airport security check, he received another message.
Wife: You have to come back early.
Shan Qihuan looked at the message, recalled the figure he saw when he left, and chuckled.
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