Chapter 78

The temperature on his forehead is still in his hand. It's burning badly,

Ye Huanyan thinks of Linghan's carsickness this morning. It's a bumpy road. She didn't eat much dinner at the meeting in the afternoon. In addition, she drank some wine in the evening and came back with her in the wind. Can she not catch a cold and have a fever?

"Linghan? Linghan? Can you hear me? "

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

The person on the bed besides brow frown tighter outside, have no reaction.

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

The room service people came quite quickly. There was a private doctor in the hotel. He took Ling Han's temperature and confirmed that he had a fever, but it didn't matter.

"It's not too hot. It's 38.5 degrees. There's no need to go to the hospital. Just cool down physically. Just try to wipe his body to cool down."

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 he has to nod.

When the hot water comes and puts it beside the bed, ye Huanyan lowers the temperature of the room a little. Then she lifts the quilt on Ling Han's body, unties his coat, twists a towel and wipes it a little bit. When the towel blows over his chest, you can obviously feel the elasticity of his skin.

Ye Huanyan's face is inexplicably hot.

She sat by the bed, looking at someone who was asleep with her eyes closed, and sighed in silence. It seems that I have never observed him so closely. His forehead is just right wide, his eyebrows and thick, and the distance between his eyes is not big. It seems that his eyes are deep. When he opens his eyes, they are very deep. When he closes his eyes, he has a pair of thick eyelashes, and his nose is very straight. It is probably inherited from Uncle Ling

Uncle, the lips are very thin, but the shape is very beautiful. It's not uncle Ling's appearance. It's probably inherited from his mother.

Ye Huanyan has never met Ling Han's mother, but she has seen a picture. At the head of the bed in Ling Han's bedroom, there are pictures of Wen Qingwan and him all the year round. It's a picture of him when he was a child. Wen Qingwan smiles very gently and looks like a very gentle woman.

Compared with Wen Qingwan, her mother, Jiang Meilan, is a very enthusiastic person. I don't know what Ling Han's father thought at that time. The taste before and after can be so different.

Ye Huanyan's hand is holding a towel, and she wipes it from Linghan's cheek. At the moment, she suddenly feels very satisfied. Linghan is beside her, and all the unhappiness doesn't exist.

She recalled a lot and murmured a lot in Ling Han's ear. Although she knew that he was burning confused and could not hear him, he made her feel very safe when she was asleep. All the words she wanted to say but didn't dare to say were easily said.

"When I was a freshman, I heard that the family relationship showed that two people with kinship couldn't get married. At that time, I was very sad. I even wanted my mother to divorce uncle Ling for a while, so that I could marry you..."

"At that time, you always sent snacks to my dormitory. The girls in my dormitory envied me for having a brother. They thought you were my brother..." "these things seem to be a long time ago. When you were particularly bad to me some time ago, I insisted on these things, I know I shouldn't run to grandma and say I want to marry you without asking for your advice, but I really don't want to marry someone else

And I don't want you to marry anyone else. "

The nagging sound gradually disappears and is replaced by the even breathing sound.

Ling Han slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the woman lying on the back of his hand. There was a trace of pity in his eyes. He took her to the bed, pulled her into his arms and covered the quilt.

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

After breakfast, the room service of the hotel pushes the dining car to leave. Ling Han, with her back to her, is answering the phone.

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

“……”

"That Yin Guoguo, match her with an agent, repackage the test according to the method of regular artists, put it on the platform live, and then see how the market situation is."

“……”

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

Fifteen minutes?

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

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

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

"I... I'm sure I can finish it in 15 minutes."

She felt the back of her head, then rushed into her bedroom. She didn't hear Ling Han's saying, "don't worry." looking at the windy figure, Ling Han's mouth curved. The breakfast in the hotel was unexpectedly delicious. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.