Eyes

Wen Cheng suddenly bit the corner of his mouth.

What happened to Lei Ruixiu's eyes?!

In just a few months, what happened that would torture him like this?!

At this time, Bai Siqing sighed and wanted to reach out and pat the Housekeeper on the shoulder to appease him.

But with a flash of eye light, I saw Wen orange standing in a daze not far away.

"Well, what do you do?"

The old housekeeper also cast a suspicious look.

No one is allowed to set foot in the young master's territory.

Who sent this man?!

Wen Cheng's throat choked and forced herself to calm down. She came forward with a tray and said in a deep voice, "I'll deliver milk to the young master."

Bai Si Qing looked at the thermos cup in her hand, and then looked at the housekeeper, "he's eating one mouthful less now."

The old housekeeper nearly wept.

Bai Si Qing lowered his head, arranged the collar of his coat, coughed softly, and said to Wen Cheng, "what are you waiting for? Send it in quickly."

Wen Cheng nodded, but the old housekeeper stepped forward, "give it to me, young master, now..."

"Ah, housekeeper, let her send it in. I still need some auxiliary medicine. You have to send someone to buy it for me."

Smell this, the old housekeeper action pause, for Wencheng open the door, still don't forget to tell her, "send in after hurry out, don't disturb the young master rest."

"Yes, housekeeper."

After Wen Cheng enters the door, Bai Siqing looks at her back and smiles.

"Dr. Bai, what are you laughing at?"

The old housekeeper threw himself on the young master. Now that he is so sick, can you still laugh, Dr. Bai?!

Bai Siqing straightened his face, put his hand around the old housekeeper's shoulder, and pulled him to the elevator. "Housekeeper, I'll tell you, this man... Must not commit his own sin, or he will suffer in the end!"

Old housekeeper, I don't understand!

What does this have to do with the young master's illness?!

……

In the bedroom, Wen orange stands at the door with a tray.

A smell of disinfectant spread in the air.

Lei Ruixiu's bedroom is big and dark.

It's the most sunny time in the afternoon, but in his bedroom, the floor to floor curtains block all the windows.

Only a few rays of sunlight burst through the cracks of the curtain and poured on his thin quilt.

"Young master..."

Wen Cheng specially called in a low voice.

The person lying on his back on the bed didn't respond.

Her heart instantly pulled into a ball, regardless of reserve and obstinacy, put the tray on the cabinet at the entrance, picked up the thermos cup and went to the bedside.

What about the people who take care of him?

This bedroom is so empty, but he's the only one lying here, waiting for fate?!

Lei family... Gave up on him?!

There are many questions in Wen Cheng's mind. The light in the room is too dark. She can only bend over by the bed, trying to see Lei Ruixiu's face clearly.

"Who?"

A weak voice overflowed from his thin lips and hurt Wencheng's heart.

Lei Ruixiu in her impression is a smart and strong man.

It's full of momentum.

How ever had such a windy moment?!

In the end or can't put down the heart, Wen orange suppress the bitterness of the heart, as far as possible calm tone murmured, "young master, milk has been sent to you."

Lei Ruixiu's eyes trembled. "Did she cook the milk? If not, I don't drink... "

Who is she?

Warm orange in a flash!