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Her skin was somewhat cold and had the texture of silk.

For the first time, Song Haojun didn't kiss her.

Song Haojun became even angrier at her cold reaction. He got out of bed and prepared to take a bath. As he stood by the bed, he suddenly saw that on the light blue pillow, there were some slightly aggravating marks, which turned slightly darker.

Feeling flustered for no reason, Song Haojun returned to the bed and stretched out his hand to turn her cold body.

This time, Han Tianning didn't resist at all; he was as soft as a toy.

The pillow that was covered by her black hair and face was covered in a light blue pillowcase that was dyed dark blue by her tears.

In the end … How many tears...

Why didn't he notice at all? He was only indulging himself and could only see her slender and graceful back slightly trembling. He didn't know that she was the one who was forcefully suppressing her tears.

Damn it, wasn't she always as strong and stubborn as a stinky rock? When did she become so weak?

Han Tianning's lips had traces of blood on them. His face was covered with a thin layer of sweat. His face was ice-cold and sticky. His eyes were slightly red and swollen, and his breathing was weak.

Excited by the large amount of tears on the pillow, Song Haojun's heart tightened. He quickly picked up Han Tianning and lightly patted her cold and wet face. With a low voice, he shouted, "Han Tianning … Han Tianning... "Wake up …"

Waking up in a room filled with the faint smell of medicine, Han Tianning's head felt heavy. He struggled to open his eyes and saw the snow-white ceiling.

He felt pain all over his body, and his eyes were dry and sore. His lower body also felt dull pain.

"Mrs. Song, you're awake?" The head nurse's voice came over. She was holding a thermometer and there seemed to be a smile in her eyes. "Take your temperature first."

As expected, the medical center of the Liu-Li Villa had first-class equipment. Even the doctors and nurses had been selected by hundreds of thousands.

"What's wrong with me?" Han Tianning closed his sore eyes and asked in a low voice, as if his throat was on fire.

"Mrs. Song, your body has caught a bit of cold. It's a bit of a low fever, so it's not suitable for excessive and prolonged exercise." Although the head nurse was used to seeing any kind of sickness, but her face still turned red under the mask, and she forced a smile as she said that.

When they thought about the call from the A.M888's owner at 4 a.m., everyone saw that the owner of the A.M888 was the little Heavenly King, Song Haojun. Although he had good professional ethics, he couldn't help but gossip about what had happened in his heart.

The paramedics arrived at the door of Villa A.M888 in five minutes and carried Mrs. Song to the ambulance, where she was taken to the special ward.

Han Tianning's head ached a little. Perhaps it was because she had a hangover in the morning and didn't have a good rest, but she went to Xiao Xun's place in the afternoon to test her clothes. She had sweated so much at night that she felt cold.

Moreover, he hadn't been eating well recently, and his appetite was dwindling. His physical fitness was also declining.

"Mr. Song? Your wife is awake... "Oh, right …" The head nurse passed the cordless phone to Han Tianning, her eyes full of smiles. "Mrs. Song, your husband wishes to speak to you."

Before leaving, Song Haojun had instructed Han Tianning to call him as soon as he woke up.

The entire hospital night shift was wondering who the strange woman who had come after them was.

At that time, Little Heavenly King's face was full of worry for his wife's condition, but after that mature woman appeared in the ward less than five minutes later, Song Haojun left his wife who was still unconscious, and the twenty-seven to twenty-eight year old woman left together.

Little Heavenly King had no rumors about it, so why was it that after parting with the entertainment circle, he had a girl who looked like an older sister?

Han Tianning stared at the phone the head nurse handed him without moving for a long time.

"Mrs. Song …" the matron called again, seeing her close her eyes suddenly.

Han Tianning closed his eyes and shook his head, unwilling to accept.

Seeing that she didn't want to answer the phone, the head nurse retracted her hand and said into the phone, "Mr. Song, your wife might be too tired …"

"She won't answer my phone?" A melodious yet ice-cold voice came from the other side, "Help me press the hands-free button, thank you."

The man's voice had a certain charm to it that no one dared to disobey. The head nurse hesitated for a moment, then finally placed the phone on the side of the bed, pressed the speaker button, and walked out of the room.

"Why don't you want to talk to me?" A familiar, heart-wrenching voice came from beside the pillow.

Han Tianning bit his lip, the infusion numbing his wrist. She didn't want to hear Song Haojun's voice.

He stretched out his left hand and cut off the phone. Then he closed his eyes and kept his mind blank, trying his best not to think about anything.

The phone soon rang. It was not harsh, but it made Han Tianning irritable.

She pressed the button again.

A few seconds later, the phone rang once again.

After repeating this several times, Han Tianning pressed the nurse's bell.

"The phone calls disturbed my rest. Please take it out." Han Tianning's voice was hoarse and exhausted.

Seeing her expression, the head nurse immediately took out the phone and picked it up in the corridor, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song. Your wife is really not feeling well. "She's in a rather bad mood, it would be better if she had a family member to accompany her."

Song Haojun hung up the phone, anger and worry appearing on his handsome face.

"Teacher, let's go home." In front of him was a very skinny woman who was dragging a Korean suitcase and never turning her head back.

"Teacher, nothing really happened last night, Han Tianning suddenly felt unwell …" Song Haojun continued to explain from behind.

"It's because of me." Shu Lan finally spoke, but she did not stop. "You don't have to lie to me. Teacher is not a child."

"Teacher, if she wakes up and sees you leave, she'll definitely be angry." Song Haojun's mouth was already dry from talking. Women were truly creatures that could tire people to death.

It had been a little after four in the morning, and it was six by now. They had walked from the top of the hill to the mountainside, and Shulan refused to turn back no matter what he said.

Song Haojun was about to run out of patience, but the woman in front of him was not Han Tianning. If it was his wife, she would have long since carried him home, whether she was willing or not.

But facing the sensitive Shulan, Song Haojun didn't have any solution.

If Tang Rui was here, he might be able to deal with her.

"Quickly go to the hospital and accompany her. I'll first find a place to stay …"

"Teacher, I did have a small grudge with her, but it's not because of you." Song Haojun helplessly grabbed her case, standing in front of her, "We did so because of other things …"

"No need for that. Last night, Ning Ning was clearly unhappy, and you heard what she said. I'm very sorry, but I really didn't expect it to bring you all so much trouble." Shulan, whose path was blocked by him, raised her head to look at his beautiful and shocking face as she spoke faintly.

"Last night, Han Tianning was unhappy not because of his teacher, but because … It's because of a man. " Song Haojun gritted his teeth and said, "Because of a wealthy young master, she and I ended up in a conflict, with nothing to do with teacher."

"Young master of the rich family?" Shulan frowned slightly.

"Yes, her former friend." Song Haojun took the opportunity to pick up Shulan's Chest, "That sounds shameful, but I don't mind letting my teacher know that Han Tianning was once his model. Between the two of them, it's always a mess."

"Is it really because of the others?" Seeing that Song Haojun didn't seem to be lying, Shu Lan asked him once again, full of doubts.

"Really, teacher, let's hurry up and go back." Han Tianning didn't answer the phone, making Song Haojun very anxious. He wanted to return to the hospital as soon as possible.

"No matter what, it's better if I leave." Shu Lan pondered for a moment before replying.

"Teacher!" "Don't be as willful as a child. I already said that Han Tianning was not hospitalized because of you. She really likes you staying at home. Hurry up and come back with me!" Song Haojun truly didn't have the patience. If it wasn't for Shu Lan, he would have thrown away the Han Conglomerate and left without a second thought.

Shu Lan slightly froze, a trace of astonishment flashing through her eyes.

What made her unable to breathe was that the once obedient student was actually angry at her and used a compulsory order to bring her back …

Shulan was truly jealous of Han Tianning. Although all the women in the world were jealous of being Madame Song's woman, she felt like she was going crazy at this moment.

Song Haojun, who was forcefully pulling her back, addressed her in a commanding tone. Song Haojun, who had the appearance of a god, had an irresistible magical power.

"Hao Jun, I really …"

"Teacher, I don't want to waste any more time, please return with me." Song Haojun lost his patience. Taking a deep breath, he extended his hand to pull her arm.

He suddenly grabbed Shulan's arm and pulled her back. Shulan's heart trembled slightly once again.

That slender youth had really become a man. These hands were so powerful that they could easily pull her out of the darkness.

What Shulan found even more incomprehensible was that she actually liked being treated like this.

The medical center of Liu-Li Manor would prepare a rich and nutritious breakfast. There was a professional doctor who would open a menu for each patient.