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Chapter Forty-Eight, In the Young Buds of Love

As soon as Lan Feiyang and Liu Yan walked into the P gate, Lan Feiyang's cell phone rang. Lan Feiyang took out his cell phone and saw that it was Zhang Yong's call, and quickly pressed the answer button.

"Lan Qing, where are you?" Zhang Yong's anxious voice came from the microphone.

"Oh, the main entrance." Lan Feiyang subconsciously glanced at the brightly lit campus in the night and said.

"Why did you run away? Just stand there and don't move. I'll pick you up right away. Mr. Guo just called and asked us to go there."

"Okay." Lan Feiyang hung up the phone and said to Liu Yan regretfully: "Sorry, I have to go. I'll pick up the book when I'm free next time."

"Did your boss let you go?" Liu Yangang had vaguely heard some of the content on the phone, and there was a little reluctance in his eyes.

"Yes, goodbye." Lan Feiyang waved his hand and walked quickly towards the Ruoxian ancient school gate.

Unexpectedly, when he came to P University again a few months later, he would have such a quick glance and be unable to go deep. Facing this prestigious university that he had passed into, he was still a strange passerby stopped by the door.

"Call me when you have time." Liu Yan waved and shouted behind him.

"Yeah." Lan Feiyang turned around and nodded.

Zhang Yong arrived a few minutes later, and then drove Lan Feiyang away towards Shuiyunjian.

"Brother Zhang Yong, didn't you say that Mr. Guo won't summon us until after ten o'clock?" Lan Feiyang looked at the time on his phone in confusion, "It's not nine o'clock yet."

"Who knows?" Zhang Yong sighed helplessly. Who can say for sure about the boss? Maybe he was having trouble with that man?

Because there were several traffic lights on the road, it was already twenty minutes before we arrived at Shuiyunjian. Guo Anni was waiting anxiously in front of Shuiyunjian.

"Why did it take so long?" Guo Anni frowned and got into the car, her face full of anxiety and displeasure, "Yanran has a high fever, go back quickly."

I see!

"Next time, don't run too far. It's best to arrive within five minutes! If I encounter any danger, what's the point of coming so late?" Guo Anni scolded her coldly.

"yes!"

"Yes!" Zhang Yong and Lan Feiyang nodded quickly. They hadn't seen Guo Anni's face like this for more than two months, and Lan Feiyang felt that she was a little strange at the moment.

Although the villa is located on a slope in the western suburbs of Bohai City and can be accessed by the ring road with fewer vehicles, it was already past ten o'clock when we returned to the villa.

The private doctor called by Aunt Liu had already given Yanran a fever-reducing injection and a cold and anti-inflammatory medicine, but Xiao Yanran's fever did not go down much. She was half asleep and half awake, and she frowned and twitched from time to time.

The anxious nanny Jin Shan saw Guo Anni's gloomy face, touching her daughter's forehead and face distressedly, and quickly and carefully told the story and reason of Yanran's fever.

It's just that she didn't catch a cold, didn't freeze, didn't eat bad food, and I don't know why she had a fever in the evening. I gave her medicine at first, but Yan Ran refused to swallow it and vomited it all. I didn't expect that she would have a fever in the blink of an eye.

It's 39.5 degrees.

Dr. Luo, who was in his thirties and had a gentle temperament, said to Guo Anni comfortingly before leaving: Children over one and two years old are most likely to catch colds and fevers. It's not a big deal. It may be fine after sleeping overnight. If you need anything, call again.

Guo Anni nodded and politely asked Aunt Liu to help send Dr. Luo off.

Seeing Guo Anni hugging her daughter, whose face was burning red, and kissing her cheek with tenderness, Lan Feiyang suddenly understood: This is maternal love! Suddenly, the image of her grandma in her dream kneeling down and begging the heaven for her in the storm appeared in front of her eyes.

The persistent scene made me burst into tears.

Although he didn't know the real situation at that time, he knew from the occasional stories from his grandmother and father when he was a child that it was indeed the case.

Although he now understands that he was probably suffocated by the thunder at that time, and was later awakened by the just-right, weak electric current from the thunder falling on the ground. However, his grandmother's eager behavior towards her grandson at that time still deeply moved him.

It was late at night, and Lan Feiyang couldn't help but persuade Guo Anni to go to bed. Jin Shan, who graduated as a kindergarten teacher and studied medical knowledge, also said that she would always look at the little lady and put a cold towel on her.

But Guo Anni refused to leave. It wasn't until after one o'clock that Lan Feiyang took out the thermometer under Yanran's armpit again and found that it was 38.2 degrees. Guo Anni put down her daughter and left the nursery.

The next morning, Guo Anni woke up and went straight to the nursery. When she saw that Yanran's body temperature was actually 38.6 degrees, she couldn't help but feel anxious and irritated: Why did it go back up after it dropped?

Aunt Liu advised her not to be too anxious. As the saying goes, "Sickness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like a thread." How can she get rid of it so quickly? It's not a panacea.

As soon as Guo Anni heard the word "medicine", she wanted to give her daughter medicine, but Jin Shan said she had already given it and would only wait for Dr. Luo to have breakfast before giving the injection.

Guo Anni picked up the phone and called Secretary Xu, saying that she would not go to the company today and that the quarterly and year-end meetings would be postponed to tomorrow.

Everyone knows that Yanran is Guo Anni's sweetheart. If her sweetheart's fever doesn't go away, how can she have anything to worry about at work and in meetings!

So no one dared to speak loudly for the whole day, and the whole villa was gloomy and depressing.

It wasn't until evening, when Yanran came down to walk happily and acted coquettishly according to her mother, that a smile appeared on Guo Anni's face.

She dotingly fed her daughter dinner, and lovingly wiped her daughter's little mouth covered in soup with a tissue. However, after seeing that her daughter still had a body temperature of 37.7 degrees, her beautiful bright eyes still showed a trace of worry.

At this time, Chen Ziji called again: "Sister Guo, is your daughter okay? I'm worried about you. I heard that you didn't go to the company today?"

"Thank you for your concern. It's almost better." Guo Anni came to the corner of the living room and said calmly.

"My dear, I miss you so much. Can I come to your villa to see you?" Chen Zijie teased.

After the romantic and warm candlelight dinner last night, he was hugging the tender and ecstatic beauty, kissing and caressing her passionately, and wanted to be passionate and passionate, when he didn't expect that her secret phone was ringing desperately.

As soon as she answered the call, her face changed drastically, and then she made another phone call and hurriedly got dressed to leave, which made him feel terribly uncomfortable as his pussy was being lifted up and burning. He wanted her to make up for it tonight.

"No." Guo Anni said decisively, and walked upstairs towards the study.

"Just take a look, I won't force you to stay there for the night. Don't worry."

"I'm so sorry. I have never brought a man to the villa." Guo Anni pushed open the study room and walked in, closing the door and said apologetically, "How about another day?"

"It's so disappointing that even I can't do it?" Chen Ziji said softly and arrogantly, "I'm not one of those other vulgar, unworthy men."

Hearing his proud tone, Guo Anni couldn't help but feel a surge of unknown anger: "It's really not possible. My daughter is not fully recovered yet, and I don't have the heart. Please forgive me. Goodbye!" Then she hung up.

Are you mocking Ye Fan and Ma Tao for being vulgar and of poor quality, or are you mocking my poor taste?

Huh! Just because your old man is the deputy commander of the General Logistics Department of the Air Force, you can be mean and belittle others. Does that mean you have the privilege to do whatever you want?

Will he still respect me in the future like this?


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