After Wen Ruoshui returned to China, he was also busy.

Yan Yuanfei's physical condition is very strange, except that every time he gets sick, he is no different from ordinary people. Whether he is eating, sleeping or working, he has no influence.

He did what he said. He did not hide from her every time he got sick. He would let Yu Bai inform her and make her feel at ease. What she was most afraid of was that he would carry all by himself.

On Sunday afternoon, Wen Ruoshui took a rest and left before noon. He packed Yan Yuanfei's favorite meal and prepared to surprise him for a long time lost lunch.

It's been a busy time. They haven't had dinner together for a week.

Yan Yuanfei's people all know Wen Ruoshui. Seeing her coming, he respectfully leads the way in front of him: "Miss Wen, please. Mr. Wen has just finished the meeting and is resting."

"Thank you." Wenruoshui walked to the door, did not see Yu Bai guarding, afraid to disturb his rest, also did not knock on the door, gently pushed the door into.

The office is empty. There is no one.

There is a sound in the bathroom next door. The man's low and oppressive cough is more and more serious, as if to cough the heart and lung.

Wen Ruoshui's expression suddenly congealed, nervously and painfully put down the things in his hand and walked over.

Did he get sick again? Why don't you tell her?

Just as she was about to push the door in, she heard Yan Yuanfei's voice coming from inside.

"Yu Bai." Yan Yuanfei suppressed his cough. His breath was very disordered because of his violent cough: "give me your mobile phone."

Yu Bai looked at him: "Sir, you'd better tell Miss Wen that you can't always hide from her on the basis of work. If she knows, what explanation should you make?"

Yan Yuanfei's voice is very low, very dumb: "I'm not sick, but it's just typhoid. Tell her what to do? It's just worrying her

Yu Bai wanted to say something else. After he glared at him, he handed the mobile phone to him. He said bravely, "it's not a disease. Don't you have to tell Miss Wen?"

"She's very busy." Yan Yuanfei sighed and sent her a text message. He said in a deep voice: "I have been worried about my illness. Don't tell her about the small things."

He didn't know how long he could hold on to his present state. How could he let her worry about himself and delay her own affairs?

He said this side, the text message also sent out, clearly heard the direction of the door, the familiar bell rings for a moment, eyes color panic for a moment, flashed a bit helpless, warm voice call: "water."

The girl, afraid that he is ill and doesn't tell her, often makes a surprise attack and comes to see him.

Wen Ruoshui opened the door with red eyes and looked at him questioningly: "you don't get sick. If you are sick, you can hide it from me, right?"

Yan Yuanfei's face was a little weak and pale, and his lips were also abnormal gray. He laughed at her and said, "I was wrong. No matter what the disease is, I will tell you all right?"

She has been focusing on academic research during this period. When he is ill, she has to be distracted to take care of him. It is not a serious illness. Why should she be worried.

"What did you say?" When Wen Ruoshui gets angry, he looks very calm. The more angry he is, the more calm he is.

"That doesn't count." Yan Yuanfei confessed his mistake and had a good attitude. He looked at her with a smile: "I packed the food, but I haven't eaten it yet."

"Do you still want to eat?" Wen Ruoshui lengthened the voice.

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