"I just went to have breakfast by myself, and today is my brother-in-law's birthday. You two can just enjoy your time together, and I won't disturb you."
"Have you eaten? So early?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at his watch, it was not yet eight o'clock.
As a pregnant woman, does she get up so early?
"Well, I've eaten."
Jian Qian felt a little guilty because Zhuo Jian's eyes were too vicious.
"Let's go. Since Jian Qian has already eaten, let's go together. Didn't you say that you have to prepare for the interview after dinner?"
"Okay, then remember to call me if you need anything."
Zhuo Jian told Jian Qian.
Jian Qian nodded, "Let's go quickly, my brother-in-law is impatient."
"Hey, I asked someone to borrow the kitchen, but he insisted on me cooking longevity noodles for him."
Zhuo Jian complained.
Jian Qian was surprised, but seeing how much Fu Yanye was enjoying it, she couldn't help but smile, because this must be an allusion to one who is willing to fight or suffer.
Soon they left, and Jian Qian gently closed the door and went back.
Jian Qian went back and entered the room. She just breathed a sigh of relief and sighed helplessly.
At this time, there was a bedridden person lying on her bed.
The fever reached 39 degrees, which was said to be caused by stomach pain.
Asked him to go to the hospital, he said that his mother was poisoned to death in the hospital.
At this time, he was still lying there, wilting, sleeping and waking up.
She walked forward, reached out and touched his hot forehead, thinking that she might as well make a phone call.
Who knew, my hand would be held before I could withdraw it.
Jian Qian's heart trembled, she looked at him and whispered: "Feng Ying, your fever is getting worse, you need to call."
"Call Wang Yan, he knows about the medicine I take."
"..."
His voice was hoarse and weak, but after understanding it, she understood that he didn't have an occasional fever, it should be a regular one.
Stomach trouble leads to fever, which can be a big or small problem.
But who is Wang Yan?
She searched for his cell phone, and he turned over automatically.
Jian Qian took out his mobile phone from his pocket and found that his mobile phone was all hot, which showed how badly he was burned.
It is said that some people will be burned stupidly.
She took the phone from him but didn't open it. She clicked it and it allowed her to swipe his face, so she swiped his face, but she couldn't open it.
"Feng Ying?"
"Um?"
"I'll lend you your face."
"Um?"
"look here."
"where?"
He tried hard to open his eyes, but she was too tall.
Jian Qian found that he was too weak, so she took the initiative to lower herself, and then for some reason, she seemed to lie with him on the bed.
He opened his eyes slightly, opened the lock, and then quickly closed them again.
Jian Qian couldn't get up when she wanted to do it again.
Because he suddenly put his arm around her shoulders and pressed against her inner shoulder.
She could only look for Wang Yan in this way. It was mentioned in the recent phone call. It was a few days ago. She remembered that his housekeeper said that he had a bad stomach. Could it be that he has been like this recently?
But she couldn't accept the fact that she didn't go to the hospital for treatment.
It’s not that I don’t have money, it’s not that I don’t have bodyguards, or I don’t have personal care.
Just be tight on defense.
Wang Yan quickly sent her the names of several medicines, and she wanted to buy them for him, but found that he had tied her up.
If he was awake and found himself holding her, would he feel sick?
After all, he almost felt sick and vomited when he found out she was pregnant.
Jian Qian turned to look at him, wondering why, how could she be pregnant with a child?
He doesn't look like a man who can be a father, at least he can't be a qualified father.
Will he keep fighting outside and not care about anything at home?
Thinking back to when he went to the obstetrics and gynecology department with that woman, the woman's appearance should be that no matter what he did outside, she would take care of the child peacefully at home?
She didn't know what would happen to him and that woman in the end.
Maybe we can treat each other like guests until we grow old?
Maybe it will last for a long time?
It has nothing to do with her anyway, in a few years...
If he knew the child existed, she could have told him that he was adopted from an orphanage to keep him company.