Chapter 763

He pointed quickly to answer.

But before he spoke, he heard a voice that was hoarse and powerless, and almost inaudible, "brother."

Brother?

Is this woman on the wrong phone?

But he didn't have time to think about whether she called him on the wrong phone, because the woman's voice was obviously abnormal, and Mo Shichen frowned, "are you sick?"

Wenyi's brain is slow. She didn't even hear the man over there for a while. In fact, she didn't pay attention to what he said. She just focused on my words. "Brother, you are still in the company when you go home. Can you come to my home? I feel like I have a cold and my head is dizzy."

Mo Shichen has risen. "Are you at home?"

The phone was hung up.

Wenyi threw her cell phone aside, and the thought of getting up flashed by. Soon she was confused again. Let's wait for her brother to come. She not only seemed to be ill, but also didn't eat for a day. She had no strength at all.

Headache and dizziness, do not know whether to wake up or sleep, the brain is full of paste, no ability to think.

When the doorbell rang, she thought it was an illusion.

It didn't pull her back to reality until it kept ringing for five minutes.

She leaned out and touched the light. Her eyes adjusted to the dazzling light for a while. She lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. She didn't wear any shoes. She swayed the light all the way to the porch.

When the door opened, Mo Shichen became anxious because there was no one in the room.

Is he seriously ill? He looks a little tired and cold in the morning. When he calls, he can't figure out who he is talking to. Is he unconscious now?

He took out his mobile phone from his body, just ready to call Kangding directly to let him find out the contact information of the apartment property, the door in front of him suddenly opened, and before he could see clearly what the person in front of him was like, he saw that her body was shaking, and then turned to one side.

Mo Shichen's reflexes, step forward and hold her.

Almost for an instant, he felt her hot body temperature, which seemed to be steaming. When his throat was tight, his heart shrank. "Wenyi!"

Mo Shichen did not hesitate to hold her and strode to the elevator.

The wind was cold outside, but Wenyi had only the thin nightdress, arms, below knees, neck and the clavicle in front of her chest, which were all exposed in the air. When the wind blew, she shivered.

When Mo Shichen went out of the apartment building, he felt her instinctive contraction, which made him notice how thin her clothes were at this time, and he was in great pain for a while, but it was not realistic to turn back her apartment again - he didn't even know the password, even if he had to take the clothes, it would take too much time.

Speed up the pace of the car, the driver looked at him in consternation holding a coma woman stride, quickly get out of the car for him to open the door of the back seat, can not help but ask, "Mr. Mo, what's wrong with Miss Wen?"

"Drive to the hospital."

"OK."

The car started quickly and drove to the hospital.

Mo Shichen took off her cashmere coat and wrapped her tightly. But after a while, he felt that the material of the coat didn't touch her skin. He turned around and turned over the back and turned out a spare thin blanket. He took off the coat, wrapped her in the blanket, and then put on the coat.

The car is also heated, so it won't freeze any more.

He reached out his hand and touched the woman's forehead, which was indeed hotter than his body.

He held her in his arms, and his fingers stroked her delicate and hot face. He was in a complex mood. He felt like he was pinched in the throat and had difficulty breathing. However, from morning to night, she was so ill.

Five minutes after Mo Shichen's car left Wynn's apartment, Wynn's car stopped in the parking space.

Wenyi's phone didn't work all day. If Shen Yu didn't make sure that she had gone home in the morning, he would have come to see if he couldn't get in touch with anyone in the afternoon. He thought that she had been busy working for several days and didn't have a good rest. Last night, he went to find Mo Shichen and probably didn't sleep. Maybe she had a deep sleep, so he didn't answer the phone.

But it was dark till evening, and she still didn't answer the phone, so he was a little worried.

When he arrived at the hospital, Mo Shichen had asked the doctor to complete a general examination for her. When he asked where the ward was, he walked quickly to the door and pushed it open without knocking. Then he saw the woman sleeping in the hospital bed, standing tall with her back to him, following the doctor in a white coat.

"This young lady should have been suffering from cold weather. She has been under too much pressure recently and has not had a good rest. Her body and spirit are both wasted. She has a weak foundation and can't bear the side effects when taking the contraceptive. All these factors add up, she will be seriously ill. But she doesn't need to worry too much. When the fever subsides, she will recover after a while of rest and recuperation, She should have been in good health

When Mo Shichen's handsome face heard the first half of the words, it was as cold as a layer of white frost, and the second half seemed to hear, but nothing was heard.

The doctor ordered two more sentences. After the nurse registered every drop, they went out together.Silence returned to the ward.

Mo Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the people in the hospital bed.

She should be seldom ill, at least since he saw her, he rarely saw her so fragile, lying quietly, no movement except breathing, obviously in a fever, but there was no blood on her lips.

Sometimes, the more healthy people are, once they collapse, they will fall ill.

Do you allow yourself to fall ill until the matter is settled for the time being.

It's like knowing someone's coming, and then allowing yourself to faint in the past.

He took two steps and reached for her face.

But before the fingertip touched her skin, there was a warm and cool voice behind her, "don't touch her again if you have enough of Mo Shichen."

Voice down, left shoulder was pressed on a hand, holding him back two steps.

Mo Shichen turns around and looks at the men whose height is almost the same as that of him. Their invisible auras stand against each other silently.

Wen Hanye is usually lazy and lax in most of the occasions. He is not serious and serious. He has two or three points of dangerlang and flirtatious. Rarely, as he is now, he looks cold. "It's OK to bully women. Mr. Mo, you've passed."

Compared with the sharp and aggressive coldness of Wen Hanye, Mo Shichen appears calm and calm. Although the outline of his face is not as tight as usual, "I don't go to see her. Wen Shao, she is now sick and faints in her apartment."

Wen Hanye smiles and scoffs. "If you don't go to her, she won't get sick at all." he looks at the sharp lipline of the man opposite. "No one will be able to give her love, or he doesn't have love at all, but he must be haunted."