Chapter 78

The hand he just took back also had the residual temperature on his forehead, which was burning badly,

Ye Huanyan thought of Ling Han's carsickness this morning. The journey was bumpy. He didn't eat much dinner during the afternoon meeting. In addition, he drank some wine in the evening. He came back with her in the wind. Can he not catch a cold and have a fever?

"Ling Han? Ling Han? Can you hear me?"

At this time, ye Huanyan's first reaction was to wake him up and go to the hospital together.

The people on the bed had no reaction except for frowning tighter.

Ye Huanyan was a little flustered. She didn't know anything about medical knowledge, and she didn't know how to check online. It was unreliable. Thinking of this, it was more reliable to call the hotel customer service.

The room service people came fairly quickly. There was a private doctor in the hotel who took Ling Han's temperature and confirmed that he had a fever. He had a severe fever, but it was no big deal.

"The fever is not too severe. It's 38.5 degrees. You don't need to go to the hospital. Just cool it physically. Just try wiping his body to cool it."

The doctor is a woman and doesn't know the relationship between ye Huanyan and Ling Han. In front of so many people, ye Huanyan can't explain anything, so she has to nod her head.

Hot water came and put it by the bed. Ye Huanyan adjusted the temperature of the room a little lower, then lifted the quilt on Ling Han, untied his jacket, twisted the towel and wiped it a little bit. The towel brushed over his chest, obviously feeling the elasticity of his skin.

Ye Huanyan's face was inexplicably hot.

She sat by the bed, looking at someone asleep with her eyes closed, and sighed silently.

It seems that I have never observed him so closely. The forehead is just right wide, the eyebrows are thick, and the distance between the eyes is not large. It seems that the eyes are deep. When the eyes are opened, they are deep. When the eyes are closed, there are a pair of thick eyelashes, and the bridge of the nose is very straight. Maybe it is uncle Ling who inherited it, and the lips are thin, but the shape is very beautiful. It is not uncle Ling's appearance, but it is probably his mother.

Ye Huanyan hasn't seen Ling Han's mother, but she has seen photos. At the head of Ling Han's bedroom bed, there are pictures of Wen Qingwan and him all year round. It's a picture of him when he was a child. Wen Qingwan on the side smiles very gently, and looks like a very gentle woman.

Compared with wenqingwan, her mother Jiang Meilan was a very enthusiastic and unrestrained person, and she didn't know what Ling Han's father thought at that time. Her tastes before and after could be so different.

Ye Huanyan wiped Ling Han's cheek with a towel in her hand. At this moment, she suddenly felt very satisfied. Ling Han was beside her, and all the unhappiness did not exist.

She recalled a lot, and muttered a lot in Ling Han's ear. Although she knew that he was confused and probably couldn't hear, he made her feel very safe in such a deep sleep. All the words she wanted to say but didn't dare to say at ordinary times were easy to say.

"When I was a freshman, I heard that the family relationship showed that two people with kinship could not get married. At that time, I was very sad, and even for a period of time, I especially hoped that my mother and uncle Ling would divorce, so that I could marry you..."

"At that time, you always sent snacks to my dormitory. The girls in my dormitory envied me very much for having a brother. They all thought you were my brother..."

"These things seem to be things of a long time ago. When you were particularly bad to me some time ago, I insisted on these things. I know I shouldn't go to grandma and say I want to marry you without asking your advice, but I really don't want to marry others... I don't want you to marry others either."

The nagging sound gradually disappeared and was replaced by the uniform breathing sound.

Ling Han slowly opened his eyes, looked down at the woman sleeping on the back of his hands, with a trace of pity in his eyes, took her to the bed, pulled her into his arms, and covered the quilt.

The next morning, when ye Huanyan woke up, she was on the bed in Linghan's bedroom. She got up from the bed, and her side was empty. There was a small sound in the living room. She put on her shoes and carefully opened the door, and saw the familiar figure in the living room.

The room service of the hotel arranges breakfast and pushes the dining car away. Ling Han is answering the phone with his back to her direction.

"Well, plead? No, I'm not going to see them, and I'm not going to hear any nonsense,"

“……”

"That Yin Guoguo, give her an agent, repackage the experiment according to the method of regular artists, and see how the market situation is after putting it on the platform for live broadcast."

“……”

"No, I'll attend the meeting normally in the morning. I'll finish it in about 15 minutes. You drive downstairs and wait."

Fifteen minutes?

Ye Huanyan was slightly stunned, looked down at his pajamas, and couldn't take care of his face. He opened the door and rushed out.

Ling Han was still holding a mobile phone in his hand. Seeing ye Huanyan coming out like this, a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes, but his tone was still calm, "well, that's it."

After hanging up the phone, Ling Han looked at ye Huanyan standing behind the sofa. His smiling eyes made ye Huanyan shiver,

"I... I'm sure I can finish it in fifteen minutes,"

She touched the back of her head, and then sullenly rushed into her bedroom. She didn't hear Ling Han's sentence, "don't worry."

Looking at the wind like figure, Ling Han's mouth flashed a radian,

The breakfast in the hotel tastes good unexpectedly.