Lu Shiyi couldn't answer, and Shengge didn't say anything more, "Forget it, let's go and see what's wrong with him."
After she cleared the table casually, she drove to the hospital.
In the ward.
Someone wrapped himself into a Swiss roll and buried his head in the quilt.
The nurse sighed after looking at it, "Mr. Feng, you still have a fever. If you wrap yourself in a quilt, you will be out of breath. And... just let me put a sling bottle!"
No matter how much the medical staff and Shiba tried to persuade him, the "Swiss roll" on the hospital bed was resolutely ignored.
As soon as Shengge came in, he saw this strange scene and made a joke.
"Hey, I'm afraid tomorrow's news is that the former president of the Feng Group committed suicide because he refused to take a sling?"
Lu Shiba saw her coming and called her respectfully, "Miss."
Shengge nodded slightly in response and walked to Feng Yunian's bedside.
Before she could say anything else, "Swiss Roll" suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed her wrist.
Feng Yunian poked his head out from under the quilt. His dark eyes were misty due to fever. Instead of his usual domineering coldness, he looked a little fragile and pitiful.
He stared at Shengge's face several times to make sure he didn't pull the wrong person.
From now on, he will never admit the wrong person again.
"Shengge, you are finally here. I didn't see you when I woke up. I miss you..."
Because of his fever, his nasal voice was a bit thick, his voice sounded a bit milky, and he also had a coquettish tone.
The medical staff present and Lu Shiba: “???”
Is this the same man who looked so angry and wanted to eat people when he touched him ten minutes ago?
Is it too fast to change your face?
Shengge was horrified by his words, "Your brain is burned out so quickly? If your brain is broken, you can't use it anymore, so just throw it away."
Feng Yunian: "..."
The emotions he had just brewed up were gone now.
"Shengge, I want to talk to you alone for a while."
Shengge thought for a while, but did not refuse. When she looked at the nurse, she said to him, "Put the bottle in first, otherwise there will be no need to discuss anything else."
Feng Yunian's deep voice with a nasal sound said in an angry voice, "Okay."
The nurse came forward immediately, but saw that he was holding Shengge's wrist tightly and could not give the injection at all.
Shengge also noticed it and frowned, "Let go, how can you use the bottle like this?"
Feng Yunian didn't say anything, but decisively took out his other paw from the quilt, and still held Shengge's wrist tightly with his right hand.
In the basement, he was tortured by the drug until he was in a trance.
When the door to the basement opened and light shone in, his only thought was to catch the figure he had lost, but no matter how hard he tried, the distance that seemed so close to him seemed to be forever out of reach.
It was a taste that made him more desperate than the torture of M-drug.
Now that he is awake and finally able to catch her again, he will never let her go!
Just as he was thinking about it, he felt a force forcefully pushing his hand away.