Nian Mu was doing an experiment. His cell phone rang. He looked at the familiar phone number and was stunned for a moment and did not answer the answer immediately.
She did not have Mu Shaoling's number, but these eleven numbers were closely related to her heart.
Nianmu's cell phone is placed casually, close to Lei Zhong.
Listening to the sound of the phone vibrating continuously, Lei Zhong glanced at it and said in confusion: "Professor Nian, don't you answer the phone?"
Nian Mu shook his senses, picked up his cell phone, and reminded him: "I'll go and answer a call, you can record the data."
"Yes." Lei Zhong nodded.
Nianmu walked out with his cell phone, pressed to connect, "Mr. Mu."
"Professor Nian, are you in the company?" Mu Shaoling listened to her gentle voice, as if she was slightly drunk by the fog, with a faint hoarseness, which was as seductive as he didn't want to admit it.
"Yes." Nian Mu said frankly, without deception.
"Uncle Zhang is on his way to the company. You go downstairs in fifteen minutes. Please come to the hospital." Mu Shaoling said in a requesting tone.
He usually doesn't speak in such words. Nianmu frowned slightly as he listened to his rare tone, "Mr. Mu, is there anything wrong?"
Listening to her questions, Mu Shaoling was silent for a few seconds, and found that it was difficult for him to regard Ruan Bai, who was lying on the hospital bed, as his wife. It was even more difficult to say the words that my wife was sick.
He said, "Let's talk about it when you go to the hospital."
"Okay." After Nian Mu finished the call, he sighed and knew that after admitting that he had saved Zhou Qing, such a thing was likely to happen.
However, she didn't expect that such a thing would happen so quickly that she didn't even refuse.
There are not many people like Mu Shaoling. Who is the sick person?
Nian Mu suddenly remembered Taotao's words, and he once said that Ruan Bai was sick.
It's her... Only she can make Mu Shaoling ask others for help regardless of his face.
Nianmu put his phone back into his pocket and walked into the laboratory.
Lei Zhong was carefully recording the data of the experiment.
Nianmu said: "This time the sample needs to be observed and recorded for two hours. Next, you must record every form of the virus. After two hours, slice the virus and freeze the data, and then sort out the data.
I'll leave it to me when I come back."
Lei Zhong nodded, wrote down her words, and said, "Professor Nian, are you going out?"
"Well, there's something going on, I'm going to go out." Nian Mu sat back in his seat and took out a leave note from the drawer.
Even if Mu Shaoling proposed to ask her to go to the hospital, she still had to handle the leave procedures because she didn't want Zhao Guangxian to think that she had any entanglement with Mu Shaoling anymore.
After Nianmu wrote the leave note, he handed it over.
Zhao Guangxian did not make things difficult for her and directly approved the holiday.
In such a special period, she wants to ask for leave, and he won’t ask anything. After all, Nianmu is a powerful competitor. If she has less time to study, she will have a greater chance of winning her.
After obtaining Zhao Guangxian's consent, Nianmu returned to the office and packed his handbag. After a while, the ringtone of the cell phone rang.
When she answered the phone, Uncle Zhang's voice came over, "Ms. Nian, I am Uncle Zhang, I'm already downstairs in the company."
"Okay, I'll go downstairs now." Nian Mu said, carrying his handbag downstairs. When she saw Uncle Zhang's car parked on the side of the road, she walked over, opened the car door, and bent her body.
Uncle Zhang started the car and left.
Nian Mu looked at the scene of the roadside regressing and asked casually, "What disease did your wife have?"
Uncle Zhang smiled slightly, "I heard that it's a high fever, Ms. Nian, has the boss told you?"
"He didn't say anything, I guess." Nian Mu asked him in a cold voice, just wanted to confirm that it was Ruan Bai.
"You are so smart." Uncle Zhang praised.
Nian Mu didn't say anything. It's not that she was smart, but that she knew Mu Shaoling too much.
Uncle Zhang drove her to the hospital.
The moment she walked into the hospital, she smelled the pungent smell of disinfectant, which made her frown.
"Ms. Nian, my wife is in the VIP ward of the hospital. Please come here." Uncle Zhang took the initiative to lead her.
Nian Mu followed, silent all the way.
The moment he walked into the ward, Taotao rushed towards her and said sweetly: "Sister, why are you here?"
Nian Mu looked down at the child's smiling face, and the haze in his heart lightened, "Some things, why are you here?"
"School garden party, it's vacation." Taotao stuck to her and refused to leave.
The adults in the ward, except for Mu Shaoling, all looked at this scene in surprise. Taotao and Nian Mu's relationship was too good, right?
If you don’t know, you think Nian Mu is Taotao’s biological mother?
"Xiao Nian, you are here." Zhou Qing stepped forward, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be staying up late.
"Hello Aunt." Nian Mu nodded, and saw the fatigue in her eyes, and felt ache in her heart. His eyes looked around Lin Wenzheng again, and finally fell on Mu Shaoling.
They've all stayed up late...
Zhou Qing held her hand and said, "If it weren't for the trouble, we wouldn't bother you. Xiao Nian, my daughter is sick, can you help her see?"
Nian Mu's eyes fell on Ruan Bai, her red face, and her white and chapped lips...
It seems that the burn is quite serious.
Nian Mu was puzzled. They had taken that kind of drug before they left the island. Although it was a poison, it also had the effect of strengthening the body. This fake Ruan Bai must have taken it too. Why was he so sick?
"Let's take a look." Nian Mu touched Taotao's head, walked to the hospital bed, and stared at Ruan Bai.
"How many hours have you burned?" she asked without any action.
"The low fever started at 11 o'clock last night, and it has not been reduced until now." The nurse said from the side.
Nianmu reached her forehead with his hand, and the touch was so hot, "This should be thirty-nine degrees, right?"
"It was measured once ten minutes ago, thirty-nine degrees per day, and one night it dropped by more than a certain degree." The nurse admired her slightly, after all, she could measure the other person's body temperature with her hands.
Nian Mu didn't make a sound, but just sat on the chair next to him and took his pulse.
Ruan Bai's pulse is very stable, not like he is sick, but the characteristics shown by his body are symptoms of high fever.
"Have you ever tested blood?" Nian Mu asked.
"Yes, we had a comprehensive blood test, but we found nothing. Except for the body's white blood cells, the other indicators were normal." The nurse said.
At the same time, Mu Shaoling handed the test form to Nian Mu.
She took it, took a look, and knew it.
Ruan Bai has a very good resistance and should not get sick again and again like this. The only possibility is that she made herself sick.
"I want to help her do acupuncture, you can quit first." Nian Mu said.
"Can acupuncture reduce fever? I haven't heard of it." The nurse looked at her suspiciously.