"I know, but I'm really hungry now." Mu Nuan said pitifully, and then her stomach growled in time.
Sheng Mourei wanted to get angry, but when he heard the growling sound of her stomach, he only felt angrier. She was hungry. Why didn't she say anything when he was eating another bowl of noodles? She was so stupid.
"You only have fifteen minutes." Sheng Mourui said coldly and walked upstairs.
Mu Nuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he gave her fifteen minutes, otherwise she might have gone to work with him hungry.
After seeing him go upstairs, she quickly ran into the kitchen and made a random dish of vegetable and egg noodles. After she had eaten and washed the dishes, Saint-Mourier hadn't come down yet, so she sat on the sofa and waited for him, but she leaned against the chair.
Then she fell asleep.
When Sheng Mourui came downstairs, he saw Mu Nuan sleeping on the sofa. He walked a few steps, but his footsteps became softer. Then he sat next to the sofa and looked at her sleeping face. He saw that she was sleeping so peacefully.
, he didn't want to wake her up.
But when he thought of the man last night, his face immediately darkened.
"stand up."
Mu Nuan didn't react at all when she said the cold words.
"Why don't you get up?" Sheng Mourui stood up and her voice was a little louder. She actually fell asleep here.
They came back not late last night. After he cleaned her, she went to bed early, but he only slept for a few hours. He left the room very early in the morning. He should be the one who lacks sleep now.
Bar!
Mu Nuan, who was sleeping, still didn't respond at all. Sheng Murui's face became a little ugly. He bent down and reached out to pull her. When he touched her hand, his eyes were condensed. How could her hand be so hot.
He reached out and touched her forehead, which was hot.
Although he had never been sick, he knew that she had a fever at this time.
Shengmo Rui immediately made a phone call, then picked up Mu Nuan and rushed towards the second floor. Then he called the branch secretary to cancel the morning trip.
In fact, he had something important to do in the morning, but now that Mu Nuan was sick, how could he still be in the mood to go out.
"Mr. Sheng, she probably has a high fever because she caught a cold last night. I will prescribe some medicine for her. Remember to let her take it on time." The doctor chuckled after the examination.
Sheng Mou Rui nodded. After sending the doctor away, he quickly went up to the second floor and sat beside the bed with Mu Nuan. His face was extremely ugly. She was so old and she still didn't know how to take care of herself.
Suddenly he remembered that although he had first put cold water on her after returning home, it was only for a moment and it would not make her catch a cold. Could it be that when she was left on the roadside, she caught a cold because of the cool night breeze?
Mu Nuan slept for a long time before she woke up. She moved, opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. Then she sat up quickly in shock. Why was she sleeping in the room? Wasn't she in the living room? Aren't they going to work?
At this time, someone opened the door and saw an aunt in her forties walking in with a smile on her face.
"Miss Mu, you're awake. This is what Mr. Sheng ordered. When you wake up, take the medicine quickly." Aunt He slowly walked forward with a glass of warm water and medicine. She had been standing outside the door, waiting.
She wakes up.
As soon as she heard the noise inside, she opened the door and came in.
Mu Nuan rubbed her head. Her head felt heavy indeed and her body felt a little hot. How could she be sick?
Will Saint Mourinho have a worse impression of her now?