Nian Mu was doing an experiment when his cell phone rang. He looked at the familiar phone number and was stunned, but did not answer it immediately.
She did not save Mu Shaoling's number, but these eleven numbers were firmly in her heart.
Nian Mu's cell phone was placed casually, close to Lei Zhong.
Listening to the constant vibrating sound of the phone, Lei Zhong glanced at it and asked doubtfully: "Professor Nian, aren't you going to answer the phone?"
Nian Mu came to his senses, picked up the phone, and said: "I'll answer the call, and you can record the data."
"Yes." Lei Zhong nodded.
Nian Mu walked out with his cell phone, pressed connect, "Mr. Mu."
"Professor Nian, are you in the company?" Mu Shaoling listened to her soft voice, as if slightly intoxicated by mist, with a faint hoarseness, and a sultry voice that he didn't want to admit.
"Yes." Nian Mu said bluntly, not deceiving.
"Uncle Zhang is on his way to the company. Please come downstairs in fifteen minutes. Please come to the hospital." Mu Shaoling used a pleading tone.
He usually would not speak in such words. Nian Mu frowned slightly when he heard his rare tone, "Mr. Mu, what's the matter?"
Listening to her question, Mu Shaoling was silent for a few seconds and found that it was difficult for him to regard Ruan Bai lying on the hospital bed as his wife. It was even more difficult to say the words "my wife is sick".
He said: "Let's talk about it when we get to the hospital."
"Okay." After Nianmu ended the call, he sighed, knowing that after admitting that he saved Zhou Qing, something like this was likely to happen.
However, she didn't expect such a thing to happen so quickly, and she didn't even have the stance to refuse.
There are not many people who can do this to Mu Shaoling. Who is the sick person?
Nianmu suddenly remembered Taotao's words. He once said that Ruan Bai was sick.
It must be her...and only she can make Mu Shaoling ask others for help regardless of his face.
Nianmu put his phone back in his pocket and walked into the laboratory.
Lei Zhong is carefully recording the experimental data.
Nian Mu said: "This time the sample needs to be observed and recorded for two hours. Next, after you observe and record it, you must write down every form of the virus. After two hours, slice the virus and freeze it, then sort out the data, and wait.
Leave it to me when I get back."
Lei Zhong nodded, wrote down what she said, and said, "Professor Nian, do you want to go out?"
"Well, I have something to do and I have to go out." Nian Mu sat back down and took out a leave request note from the drawer.
Even though Mu Shaoling asked her to go to the hospital, she still had to go through the formalities for asking for leave because she didn't want Zhao Guangxian to think that she had any entanglement with Mu Shaoling.
After Nianmu wrote the leave request, he handed it over.
Zhao Guangxian did not embarrass her and directly approved the holiday.
In a special period like this, if she wanted to take leave, he would not ask anything. After all, Nian Mu was a strong competitor. If she spent less time on research, he would have a greater chance of winning against her.
After getting Zhao Guangxian's consent, Nian Mu returned to the office and packed his handbag. After a while, his cell phone rang.
When she answered the phone, Uncle Zhang's voice came over, "Ms. Nian, this is Uncle Zhang. I'm already downstairs in the company."
"Okay, I'll go downstairs now." Nian Mu said, carrying her handbag and going downstairs. When she saw Uncle Zhang's car parked on the side of the road, she walked over, opened the door, and got in the car.
Uncle Zhang started the car and left.
Nianmu looked at the receding scene on the roadside and asked casually, "What's wrong with your wife?"
Uncle Zhang smiled slightly, "I heard it's a high fever that won't go away. Madam, did the boss tell you?"
"He didn't say anything, I guessed it." Nian Mu asked him in a cold voice, just to confirm that it was indeed Ruan Bai.
"You are so smart." Uncle Zhang praised.
Nian Mu didn't say anything. It wasn't that she was smart, but that she knew Mu Shaoling too well.
Uncle Zhang drove her to the hospital.
The moment she walked into the hospital, the pungent smell of disinfectant made her frown.
"Ms. Nian, my wife is in the VIP ward of the hospital, please come this way." Uncle Zhang took the initiative to lead her the way.
Nianmu followed, silent all the way.
The moment she walked into the ward, Taotao rushed towards her and said sweetly: "Sister, why are you here?"
Nianmu looked down at the child's smiling face, and the gloom in his heart became lighter, "Something happened, why are you here?"
"The school garden party is on holiday." Taotao clung to her and refused to leave.
The adults in the ward, except Mu Shaoling, all looked at this scene in surprise. The relationship between Taotao and Nianmu is too good, right?
For those who don’t know, do you think Nian Mu is Taotao’s biological mother?
"Xiao Nian, you're here." Zhou Qing stepped forward, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had stayed up late.
"Hello, Auntie." Nian Mu nodded. Seeing the tiredness in her eyes, his heart ached. He looked around Lin Wenzheng again, and finally landed on Mu Shaoling.
They all stayed up late...
Zhou Qing held her hand and said, "If it wasn't too troublesome, we wouldn't bother you. Xiao Nian, my daughter is sick, can you take a look at her?"
Nianmu's eyes fell on Ruan Bai, his red face, white and chapped lips...
It looks like the fever is quite serious.
Nian Mu was confused. They all took that kind of medicine before leaving the island. Although it was poison, it had the effect of strengthening the body. This fake Ruan Bai must have taken it too. Why did he become so seriously ill?
"Let me take a look." Nian Mu touched Taotao's head, walked to the bed and stared at Ruan Bai.
"How many hours have you been burning?" She asked without making any move.
"I started having a low fever at 11 o'clock last night and it hasn't come down until now." The nurse said from the side.
Nian Mu put his hand on her forehead, and the touch felt hot, "It should be thirty-nine degrees, right?"
"I took a measurement ten minutes ago, and it was thirty-nine degrees one. Over the course of one night, it dropped by more than one degree." The nurse admired her slightly. After all, she could detect the other person's body temperature with her hands.
Nianmu said nothing, just sat on the chair next to him and felt his pulse.
Ruan Bai's pulse was very stable and did not look like he was sick, but his body showed symptoms of high fever.
"Have you had a blood test?" Nian Mu asked.
"Yes, we did a comprehensive blood test, but nothing was found. Except for a little more white blood cells in the body, other indicators are normal," the nurse said.
At the same time, Mu Shaoling handed the laboratory test sheet to Nian Mu.
She took it and took a look, and she probably knew something.
Ruan Bai's resistance is very good and she shouldn't get sick repeatedly like this. The only possibility is that she made herself sick.
"I'm going to help her with acupuncture, so please exit first," Nian Mu said.
"Can acupuncture reduce fever? I've never heard of it." The nurse looked at her suspiciously.
