The man's suit was crisp and his face was exquisite. He Siyu's eyes were filled with surprise for a moment.
Then her eyes became confused, "Who are you?"
Yan Louchuan didn't answer her. He looked at the girl in the boy's arms with a stern face and frowned, "She has a fever?"
Fu Qingshi looked at him silently, with a wary expression.
He recognized it.
It was the man who sent Su Xun back that night.
Yan Louchuan handed the lunch box to Assistant Zhang and said to Fu Qingshi: "Leave her to me."
Fu Qingshi pursed his lips and hugged Su Xun without letting go, "We don't know you."
Jiang Xiaoman stepped forward at this moment and opened his arms to stop Fu Qingshi.
She looked up at the man and said, "Sir, I'm very sorry. None of us know you. We can't hand over Su Xun to you rashly."
"Step aside."
Yan Louchuan's eyes were cold and hard, and his voice was even colder.
Jiang Xiaoman looked stubborn, "No!"
Yan Louchuan instantly narrowed his eyes and released a powerful aura, which frightened the three of them.
But Jiang Xiaoman held back, still raising her head and looking at him with an expression of "not afraid of power to protect her classmates."
Yan Louchuan didn't bother to look at her again, and looked at Assistant Zhang to pull her away without even bothering to touch her.
Assistant Zhang pulled the man away.
Jiang Xiaoman struggled as if she was extremely angry, "Who do you think you are?
This is school! Let me go!"
Yan Louchuan directly took the person from Fu Qingshi's arms and walked towards the school gate with long strides.
"Stop! You can't take Su Xun away!"
Jiang Xiaoman suddenly chased after him.
Fu Qingshi chased after him with a cold face.
He Siyu frowned and followed behind, stopping Jiang Xiaoman and Fu Qingshi.
She said: "You go back to the classroom, I will go to the hospital with him."
The relationship between Su Xun and Jiang Xiaoman was not good, but she faced the man head-on as if she was determined to protect her classmates.
How could He Siyu not know what she was thinking?
Does she want to rob anyone of the opposite sex who is around Su Xun?
She looked at Jiang Xiaoman meaningfully, "Jiang Xiaoman, did you take the wrong medicine just now?
Your relationship with Su Xun is not that good?"
Jiang Xiaoman felt like she had been seen through by her. She said, "We are classmates after all. We can't let strangers take Su Xun away no matter what, right?"
Fu Qingshi also agreed with her words, "He Siyu, Jiang Xiaoman is just kind-hearted, why do you have to be so evil."
He Siyu sneered, not wanting to pay attention to this pair of scumbag men and bitches anymore, and turned around to catch up.
Before he reached the school gate, he was stopped by Assistant Zhang and a business card was thrust into his hand.
"This is my business card. Mr. Yan will take good care of Mr. Su. You can go back to class."
"But..." He Siyu hesitated.
"Our Mr. Yan is called Yan Louchuan. He used to be a student of this school. All the teachers in your school know him. Please help Su Xun to ask for leave."
Yanlouchuan?
He Siyu looked at the man holding Su Xun in the car in shock.
No wonder she felt a little familiar just now.
Isn't he the most famous and legendary top scorer in science among the school's top scorers in the college entrance examination over the years?
Before she could recover, Cayenne left.
Fu Qingshi stood at the school gate, clenching his fists and staring at the butt of the car that had already driven away.
On the way to the hospital, Yan Louchuan called Fa Xiaofang Xu with a cold face and asked him to prepare the ward in advance, and then couldn't help but urge Assistant Zhang.
"Drive faster."
Special Assistant Zhang did not dare to delay, as the speed had already reached its maximum speed.
The girl fell limply on Yan Louchuan's lap, her cheek pressed against the base of his leg, and her breath was so hot that it made his heart skip a beat.
Seeing her unconscious from the fever, his eyes were deep and heavy with a hint of pity.
When they arrived at the hospital, Yan Louchuan handed the person over to the doctor.
After a systematic examination, the doctor gave Su Xun a sip of fluids and said, "It's nothing serious. The fever will be gone by tomorrow night. Please make sure to rest tonight."
"Um."
After the doctor left, Yan Louchuan glanced at Su Xun on the hospital bed.
The little girl seemed to be sleeping restlessly, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, as if she had had a very sad dream.
He reached out and wiped the tears from the end of her eyes with his thumb.
Assistant Zhang stood behind him and asked: "Mr. Yan, do you need to tell Su Guojian and his wife?"
Yan Louchuan was silent for a while and said, "Call them again tonight."
The suit he was wearing was not very comfortable, so he took off his coat and loosened the two buttons on the collar before sitting on the chair next to the bed.
The little girl's cheeks are rosy, her skin is delicate and smooth, her lips are small and red, her eyelashes are long, delicate and beautiful.
But there is no spirit.
Yan Louchuan stayed in the ward for more than ten minutes, looked at the time on his watch, and asked Assistant Zhang to go to his residence to get a notebook and some project documents, planning to hold a video conference here.
The video conference ended at around five o'clock in the afternoon.
Su Xun still didn't wake up, but fortunately the high fever had subsided a little.
Yan Louchuan reached out and touched her forehead. He stood up and was about to call the doctor to come over and take a look when a voice suddenly sounded from the door of the ward.