Wen Tong reached out to help her out of habit, but was dragged down on the bed by his strength, and the two of them rolled together.
She struggled to sit up, but accidentally touched his forehead, which was hot.
It's been two days, and his fever hasn't gone away. Instead, it seems to be getting worse.
Doesn’t this man know how to take medicine and take injections?
He was like a big, soft insect, huddled at the head of the bed, his slender legs curled up together, looking like he was in pain.
Wen Tong pulled the quilt she had just covered with him and covered him with it.
He closed his eyes without saying a word.
In the dim light, he looked a little haggard, and there was even a small layer of skin on his thin lips. He was frowning tightly, as if he had something unsolvable on his mind.
Wen Tong was about to run away, but when she saw him like this, she suddenly remembered that when Ding Ding was sick, he also liked to frown and press his mouth into a tight line.
Her heart suddenly softened, and maternal factors overflowed in her body.
When she found herself standing in the bathroom washing towels, the surprised expression in the mirror suddenly expanded infinitely.
She scolded herself in the mirror, "Wen Tong, your scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain. Feel free to use this kindness factor."
However, he cannot ignore the illness and ignore it when he collapses in front of him.
The water was very cold, and she adjusted it to the lowest temperature. Because it was effective only with a cold towel, her hands were all red from the cold.
A cold hand pressed against his forehead, brushed away the messy hair on his forehead, and carefully spread out the folded towel.
She has actually taken care of patients these days, taking care of the young ones and then the older ones.
After doing all this, Wen Tong hurriedly called Lin Dong.
Lin Dong thought she was working overtime. She was used to working overtime recently. He said that he had put Ding Ding to sleep and told her not to worry.
Wen Tong hummed, "Brother, I'll be back in a minute."
"Call me before you get off the bus and I'll come downstairs to pick you up."
"good."
In the middle of the night, Lin Dong was always worried about her being alone. Guessing that she would be back soon, he stood guard by the window.
As soon as the 'patient' on the bed heard that she was going back, his originally sick eyes immediately became radiant and there was no trace of illness at all.
He tried every means to keep her here, even pretending to be sick and falling down.
He had a cold, but he wasn't sick enough to need anyone's care.
Just as he was thinking about how to keep her, Wen Tong had already put the water on the bedside, and gently unscrewed the door lock. He happened to meet Chen's mother, and she pointed to the room, "Young Master, I'm sick. I've already put a towel on him."
Beichen Xiao secretly gritted his teeth and said something bad in his heart. Chen Ma knew that he was about to recover from his illness. Once she said it, wouldn't she lose even the slightest bit of credibility?
As expected, Chen Ma looked inside in confusion, "But, the second young master's illness..."
"Mother Chen..." came Bei Chenxiao's 'weak' voice, "Pour me a glass of water and ask someone to take Miss Wen back."
Chen Ma said oh and did not pick up the topic just now. Instead, she ordered the driver to drive Wen Tong away.
When Wen Tong saw that he was awake, her heart was half relieved.
I said hello and followed Mother Chen downstairs.
As soon as she left, the person on the bed sat up and pulled off the towel on his forehead, feeling quite frustrated.
He wanted to throw it away, but couldn't bear it. After all, she washed it in cold water. Her little hands were already cold from the cold, and he knew it.
So, I folded them neatly and put them on the table.
Bei Chenxiao got up from the bed and went to the study room to turn on the computer.
On the web page that randomly popped up, he saw the reports about Chen Sihan.
Such a big thing happened, but she didn't ask him to help. It seems that this little woman can hold up half the sky now.
A happy smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.
He opened the drawer and took out a worn piece of paper.
Although it has been framed, it still cannot withstand the erosion of time.
The paper was made up of several fragmented pieces. It was stained with water and had turned yellow in some places.
There is a sketch on the paper, and it is him.
She threw the paintings on his face, and he stood in the rain and picked them up one by one from the ground.
She drew a sketch for him, the only thing she left him.
Beichenxiao watched quietly for a while, and suddenly someone knocked on the door.
He quickly put the painting away and said, "Come in."
He thought it was Chen Ma, so he asked without raising his head: "Is she gone?"
The visitor did not answer, but walked over slowly and sat in front of him.
"Axiao, are you still busy working so late at night?"
When Bei Chenxiao heard this voice, he frowned, and there was an imperceptible look of cruelty in his eyes, but when he raised his head, he saw a clear sky.
"Hey, what brought big brother here?"
Beichen Zhehan's slender body was sitting casually on a chair, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that charmed all living beings.
In appearance, he is somewhat similar to Beichen Xiao, but in temperament they are completely different.
There seemed to be a feminine aura about him, and when he narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked like a fox that had practiced cultivation for thousands of years. Within three seconds of meeting his gaze, you could feel the gloominess that penetrated your bones.
If Beichen Xiao is like the king of hell, then he is the devil in the demon world.
As soon as the two men sat here, the air pressure in the room dropped sharply.
Beichen Zhehan rested his chin on one hand, his expression showing a laziness, as if he just came to chat with his younger brother.
"Second brother, is there a guest here?" He asked just now, has she left? Who is she?
"Aren't the guests sitting across from you?" Beichen Xiao avoided his question nimbly.
Chen Ma knocked on the door and came in with coffee, "Young master, coffee."
"Thank you, Mother Chen." He put his pointed nose up and sniffed, with a smile as charming as a peach blossom on his face, "Lanshan? Mother Chen is indeed attracted to me and still remembers my taste."
"I grew up watching the eldest young master, and of course I remember every one of your preferences." Mother Chen nodded with a smile, "I won't disturb your brothers' chat anymore. If you need anything, call me anytime."
"No need." Beichen Xiao closed the computer in front of him, raised his eyes and looked at Chen's mother, "Go and rest."
Chen Ma blinked at him twice, signaling to him that Wen Tong had left safely.
Bei Chenxiao's eyes were calm and he waved his hand gently.
After Chen Ma left, he looked directly at Beichen Zhehan and asked straight to the point: "Brother came here so late, didn't you just come to drink coffee?"
"Of course." Beichen Zhehan blew the hot cup and said calmly: "I heard that my second brother's ec group has invested in a piece of land in the city center and wants to build a commercial belt?"
"It does happen."
"It turns out it is such a coincidence." Beichen Zhehan looked surprised, "I have also taken a fancy to that piece of land for a long time, but there were too many things at hand, and I forgot about it for a while. When I remembered it today
, I heard that it was bought by the second brother. Look, people say that brothers are of the same mind, so the second brother and I thought of going together."
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After the update is completed, a new character will appear, and the composition of the Beichen family will gradually emerge.