Chapter 339 : The young master really listens to the young mistress too much
Han Yixing couldn't feel any warmth when he held him in his arms. His body was also terrifyingly cold. She was shivering and feeling groggy. She wanted to stay away from him, but she subconsciously hugged him.
"It's so cold..."
"Turn on the heating to the maximum!" Meng Beichen immediately ordered, adding at the end: "From now on, prepare a blanket for me in every car!"
"Yes!" Fei Xiluo could only nod in agreement, knowing that Master Bei was on the verge of anger.
Han Yihan was silent for a while, and then suddenly shouted: "Isn't there a hospital at home?" Her teeth were chattering, and she was still thinking about the medical room in Mengyuan.[
When Meng Beichen heard what she said, he immediately said softly: "Okay, if you don't want to go to the hospital, just go back."
He raised his head and continued to give the order in a cold voice: "Go back to Mengyuan immediately, call Dr. Zhang, and drive faster!"
"Yes!" Fei Xiluo continued to respond, somewhat speechless as he raised his head and lowered his head.
"You're so cold..." Han Yixing half-squinted his eyes and complained with a frown. She wanted to sit alone, but he kept holding her.
After Meng Beichen heard this, he immediately turned around and winked at a subordinate. The subordinate quickly took off his coat and handed it over, sighing secretly in his heart. The young master really listened to the young lady's words too much.
Meng Beichen casually put the clothes of his subordinate on top of his wet suit, and hugged her a little tighter, "It's not cold anymore, be good, we'll be home soon."
"Hmm..." Han Yixing responded vaguely, closed her eyes and stayed still in his arms. Meng Beichen was worried and anxious, fearing that something would happen if she fell asleep, so he patted her back and asked softly
Said: "Yixing, how do you feel?"
"The things I bought today are missing."
Meng Beichen was speechless for a moment. How long had it been? She was still thinking about those broken things. She frowned and thought for a moment. He suddenly took out a wet ball of paper from his pocket, reached out and threw it to one of his subordinates.
"Follow the list above and buy me ten packs!"
"It's...Master Bei." The subordinate responded hesitantly. The paper was so wet that it rotted as soon as he opened it. However, he had no choice but to go to the supermarket to make orders tomorrow. This task must be completed.
When Han Yixing heard this, he immediately showed a weak smile, "Ten packs, that's a lot..."