He had a cold and a fever, and it was better to go to the emergency room in the middle of the night to recover faster than to take a nap at home. Even so, Han Li felt much better because he felt Zhao Tingxing's hard-won warmth.
Sitting in the passenger seat at this time, she only used her peripheral vision to glance at the person driving next to her from time to time. She knew that something was different.
Zhao Tingxing was a little irritable at this time. He was not a patient person. He had been very busy at work these two days. In fact, he was a little exhausted. He was busy late and was about to go back to the hotel. However, he suddenly remembered that she was sick, so he asked the driver to take him here.
I rang the doorbell twice but no one answered, and no one answered my cell phone calls. Why don't you die of illness?
The door lock of her house is multi-functional, and it can recognize face and password. When inputting the password, he subconsciously entered those numbers. They were the password of the bank card they shared at the beginning, or in other words, all the numbers he needed later.
The password was just a string of numbers. To him, it had no special meaning. He just got used to it and it was easy to remember.
When the door opened in response, he was a little surprised that he was right. Without thinking much, he went directly to her bedroom. As expected, he saw that she was burning and covered in sweat, so he picked her up without saying a word.
The hospital.
He was driving the car at this time, without looking at her, and just said: "The purpose of our efforts to make money is to live a better life, to get rid of the embarrassment caused by various poverty, not to experience this kind of civilian life again."
He was referring to her going to the public hospital today.
His thinking is simple and crude. If you have money, you must enjoy the best treatment. Otherwise, why do you work so hard to make money?
Han Li felt a little emotional for a moment and blurted out: "I just want to experience with you the days when I had no money."
This sentence somehow touched Zhao Tingxing's back. His expression suddenly turned cold, and his tone was sarcastic: "I don't want to, and I don't have the time and energy to accompany you to reminisce about the past."
The atmosphere in the car, which had been warm just now, suddenly cooled down.
"Sorry." Han Li's throat was still sore, and she didn't say anything after that. She sat in the passenger seat and leaned back on the chair, closing her eyes to relax. It was almost four o'clock in the morning. She needed to rest, and she could still sleep for four hours. At 10 o'clock in the morning
, an employee below has a bid, and she needs to be present.
Looking at Zhao Tingxing's bad temper, she thought that he would turn around and leave after he sent her home, but it turned out that he didn't. He followed her home without saying a word, and then without even saying hello, he went directly into the guest room where he slept last night, as if he was very skillful.
This is like his home.
Han Li was shocked and amused at the same time, why did he look so Han Zhaoyi? Every time he got angry with her, he would treat her as if she were nothing, and would hide aside and play with toys. When the anger subsided, he would come out to cling to her again.
She was wondering how long Zhao Tingxing could be angry?
I went back to my room and fell asleep thinking about it.
I don’t know how long I slept, and I don’t even know if it was a dream or reality. Zhao Tingxing was kissing her and she was responding to him. Suddenly she woke up and opened her eyes. It turned out to be him, not a dream.
At this time, he was very domineering and did not tolerate resistance. "Don't you want to recall the past? I will accompany you."
The hard life would be avoided, and he could reminisce about this matter. He remembered that when he was young, there were no other entertainment projects at the construction site. He would do it in the morning and at night to kill time.
Han Li's fever had gone away. Apart from a little pain in her throat, she had no other symptoms. When he was pestering her, she asked in a hoarse voice: "Let me drink some water first."
After breathing becomes heavier, the throat becomes thirstier.
But the dog man shows no mercy at all: "If your throat hurts, don't bark."
Han Li: "I'm thirsty even if I don't scream."
She had a sore throat and was already very restrained.