The Tang family's old house can be said to have a unique geographical location, open and quiet, but there is a big problem, that is, it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city center, and it is extremely inconvenient to call a doctor for medical treatment.

Although the two elders of the Tang family have dedicated private doctors, it would be more convenient to take her directly back to the villa instead of waiting for the private doctor to arrive.

Tang Jingze frowned, picked her up and went downstairs.

downstairs.

Li Qiuyue and Ruan Yu were watching TV series on the sofa in the living room.

Seeing Tang Jingze coming down with Song Nanqiao in his arms, Mother Tang's eyes widened slightly.

"Jingze, what are you doing?"

"She has a high fever, so I will take her back."

After saying a word, he hugged her and left the old house.

When Tang's mother heard this, she couldn't help but panic.

"What? Fever? How can a good person have a fever?"

She was not in the mood to watch TV, so she called the driver to prepare the car quickly.

Ruan Yu stood aside, holding the phone tightly with her hand.

Tang Jingze carried Song Nanqiao into the car and stepped on the accelerator.

The sports car's engine roared, and it was like an arrow leaving the string, speeding along.

Return to the villa.

He settled Song Nanqiao, took out his cell phone, and dialed Zuo Lin's number directly.

Before she could come over, Tang's mother appeared at the door first.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Is Nan Qiao okay?"

After all, Li Qiuyue came out worriedly, "Don't blame Mom for talking too much. There are many women now who are too weak and don't know how to protect themselves. They often threaten miscarriage. I don't dare to slack off. Jingze, is my grandson okay?"

Wanting to hold his grandson in his arms, Tang Jingze rubbed his brows tiredly with two fingers.

"Okay, I'm here, you can go back!"

"I've heard too much about women's infertility. What if..."

"Mom, I have promised to let you have grandchildren next year, what else do you want?"

Tang Jingze almost roared, the anger in his eyes clearly visible.

Li Qiuyue suddenly became speechless. She knew her son's temper and couldn't say anything else, so she had to return to the car angrily.

Tang Jingze made a 'bump' sound and closed the door forcefully.

Not long after, there was another sound outside the door.

………

When he woke up again, Song Nanqiao rubbed his eyes and looked at the familiar ceiling above his head, only to realize that he was not in the Tang family.

She thought of the discomfort she felt last night, and then looked at the infusion tube in her hand, and she instantly understood.

"Nan Qiao, you finally woke up."

In my ears, I heard a familiar voice.

She raised her eyes and saw Zuo Lin's charming and bright face.

"How did you..."

I was about to ask her why she was here, but when the words came to my lips, I subconsciously paused. It seemed that he was no longer here.

"Tang Jingze called me and said that you have a high fever that won't go away."

Zuo Lin raised her slender eyebrows, "If nothing else, he is quite interested in you. When we called you, I could hear the anxiety in his voice."

"Just him?"

Unconsciously snorted, Song Nanqiao shook his head, with a look of disbelief.

"Unless the Yellow River dries up and time goes back, he will care about me."

But when Zuo Lin said these words, she didn't even realize that she was happy in her heart.

Almost instinctively, Song Nanqiao turned his face and looked around, "Where are the others?"

"I asked him to make some medicine for you."

The corner of Zuo Lin's mouth moved, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I have been concerned about his whereabouts since I woke up. Nan Qiao, you really still like him."

Her expression froze and she coughed unnaturally.

"Who likes him, Zuo Lin? You need to change your gossipy personality. He is always looking for women. He likes to deliberately make me angry and see me make a fool of myself. He also takes pleasure in my misfortune. He is not only an iceberg but also a scheming person with a lot of tricks and a head full of tricks.

It's all a calculation. Unless you're crazy and still like him, I will never like him again."

"Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say anything."

Zuo Lin shrugged, giving perfunctory comfort,

But what the actual situation is, it is tacitly understood.

Song Nanqiao leaned against the head of the bed. After the high fever subsided, the flush on her face became normal, but she still felt that she could not cheer up.

"I'm going to leave first. There are two more emergencies that need to be treated later. As for the rest, I have already told Tang Jingze. He should be able to take good care of you."

Zuo Lin felt her forehead and found that it was no longer hot, so she felt relieved.

"Um."

In response, Song Nanqiao hugged the quilt tightly and nodded obediently.

Once people get sick, they become vulnerable, and she is no exception.

She will also temporarily take off her hard and cold shell, but this softness will only be exposed to those closest to her.

As soon as Zuo Lin left, Tang Jingze pushed open the door and came in.

"Refreshed?"

Seeing that her expression returned to its normal state, he raised his eyebrows and sat next to her bed.

Song Nanqiao closed her eyes to rest and paid no attention to the man.

He was not annoyed, and just said calmly, "As long as everything is okay, you'd better not be absent from tomorrow's charity auction due to illness. There are many people waiting to see the jokes between the Tang and Song Dynasties. You know what will happen if you are absent.

s consequence."

Look!

This rare caring care is based on interests.

Tang Jingze would patiently take care of her and even invite Zuo Lin to his home to treat her. I'm afraid all this is so as not to delay tomorrow's charity auction.

Feeling a little irritated, she turned sideways.

"You don't need to remind me specifically. No one will take the initiative to push away the interests at hand. Even if I have a high fever, I will not be absent."

Tang Jingze was slightly startled and pursed his lips. He changed his position and leaned closer to her.

Just as he was about to reach out, the cell phone in his pocket rang unexpectedly.

He took his hand back without leaving a trace.

Take out your phone and see the caller ID on the screen.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Song Nanqiao beside him and slid the answer button.

"Hello."

He got up, walked out of the room and opened the balcony window.

When coming in.

She only heard him say, "Okay, I'll be right over."

The voice was cold and indifferent.

If he didn't tell him, Song Nanqiao wouldn't ask.

"The medicine is on the table. Remember to drink it yourself. I have other things to deal with."

A rustling voice sounded beside the bed. Tang Jingze put on his coat, left a word and left without hesitation.

He left her, the patient, alone at home.

She was lying in her heart when she said she didn't care who he went to see. Although she didn't hear clearly what was said on the phone, she was sure from the first words that it was a woman.

If she guessed correctly, maybe it was Wei Ya.

It seems to always be like this, the strange way he and she get along reveals a hint of harmony.

I always have a good relationship with him, because suddenly someone or something will bring me back to the starting point.

Like an epiphyllum, it only appears for a moment.

There can only be a moment of tenderness.

After lifting the quilt and getting out of bed, Song Nanqiao took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I was sweating all over and felt sticky and uncomfortable.

Half an hour later.
Chapter completed!