Chapter 909: third master is a little coquettish? r.e.t.a.r.ded children are more fun

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beijing third hospital

fu chen was sent to the nearest hospital. after the doctors examination, he said, you have a fever. you should get an injection first.

at his level, it would be too slow to take medicine now.

thank you, he said. song fengwan sat by the bed and held his hand. his body temperature was shockingly high. his originally ascetic face was now stained with an unnatural blush. her heart ached just looking at him.

its okay, the patient is fine. its been cold in the spring recently, so its easy to catch a cold and have a fever. just pay more attention. the doctor saw song fengwans anxious expression and added a few more words.

!!

alright, he said.

the doctor stood at the side and recorded some data in a notebook. he glanced at fu chen and song fengwan from the corner of his eye. usually, he wouldnt need to record such minor illnesses and pain.

it was the third master of the fu family, so she had to pay more attention to him.

moreover, both of them were wearing pajamas. song fengwan was so anxious that she couldnt care about tidying up. there were two clear red and purple marks on her exposed neck.

this was clearly said with his mouth.

the doctor glanced at third master fu, who was lying on the bed

could it be that she had played too crazily last night and fell sick from it? as expected, she usually looked like a person with no desires, but she didnt expect her to be so sullen in private.

fu chens consciousness was blurry from the heat, but he still held song fengwans hand and reminded her to take the test.

at this time, only qian jiang was in the ward. s.h.i.+fang went to deal with the hospitalization matters and went to the company on the way. there were many things to be explained, and she also had to apologize to jiang duanyan. they were supposed to sign the letter of initial intention and cooperation with the jiang corporation today, but jiang duanyan had probably already arrived at the company.

wanwan

he was so hot that his mouth was dry, and his throat was smoking.

are you thirsty? ill get you some water.

test!

song fengwan furrowed her brows. this person

well talk about it when youre better. everything is at home. where am i going to do the test for you now? song fengwan pursed her lips tightly and wanted to pull her fingers out of someones palm.

however, he was sick and had quite a lot of strength, so he couldnt break free.

he even hooked song fengwans finger and said in a hoa.r.s.e voice, are you angry?

no, i didnt,

be good, yingluo.

his voice wasnt as clear as usual. it was dry and hoa.r.s.e. he was suppressing it as if he was coaxing her. there was an indescribable ambiguity in his voice.

it also made people feel like she was acting coquettishly.

song fengwan was already so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

however, her heart softened when he spoke to her in this voice. she held his hand and said, rest well and dont worry about anything else.

her voice was soft to begin with, and now it was even gentler. the doctors at the side could not help but look at her.

it was said that third master fu had a little wife, and this was not false at all.

this voice, even though he was young, felt his bones go soft when he heard it.

miss song, if youre still worried, you can ask third master to do a test later.

yes. song fengwan nodded.

soon, the nurse came in with a tray and gave him an injection. song fengwan lowered her head and helped him roll up one of his sleeves.

fu chen glanced at qian jiang.

qian jiang had heard s.h.i.+ fangs complaints the day before. after being with fu chen for so long, even if he had a low eq, his iq was still enough. he had guessed that it might be because of something yesterday, so he got up and left the ward directly.

song fengwan was so focused on fu chen that she didnt care about guo qianjiang at all, so

ten minutes later, qian jiang placed a black bento bag in front of her. song fengwan was dumbfounded.

he opened it.

her face was burning red.

wasnt qianjiang always a blockhead? why was her brain working so fast now?

lets take another test. although fu chens head was heavy, he was still thinking about this matter.

song fengwan had no choice but to carry the bag into the bathroom. she had been busy with fu chens matter early in the morning and had not gone to the bathroom.

after she entered the bathroom, fu chen looked at qianjiang. well done.

in the past, he thought that s.h.i.+ fang was smart, but now, it seemed that qian jiang was enough. s.h.i.+ fang could be kicked.

ill increase your salary this month.

thank you, third master, qian jiang replied.

*

song fengwan entered the washroom.

three pregnancy test kits

they all showed that she was not pregnant.

it was a false alarm.

i really didnt. are you a.s.sured now?

wheres the thing? fu chen closed his heavy eyelids and looked at her seriously.

this song fengwan was exasperated. hes going to take a look personally? i just dont have it. you should rest.

then take a picture for me. fu chen was very persistent about this matter.