C69

That night, Jiang Musang was still not able to sleep soundly. The areas wrapped in the gauze started to faintly ache, but her heart was filled with a lot of worry, as if she was unable to find the exit for a trapped beast.

It was as if she had subconsciously considered him as the Mr. Leung she liked and not pretending only for benefits.

In the midst of his self-reflection and self-admonition, Jiang Musang drowsily fell asleep, while having her nightmare in which she was unable to wake up. Her entire body seemed to be trembling, her stomach feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Jiang Musang, Jiang Musang..."

In the chaos, there seemed to be someone calling her name. Jiang Musang couldn't hear it clearly, but then, as if someone was hugging her, she gently put her on the bed.

"Jiang Musang, wake up, why is it so hot?" The man's warm, big hands touched her forehead. Jiang Musang subconsciously grabbed those two hands, the feeling of her hands was very clear.

She had only held one man's hand, and when she thought about it, the smoke in front of Jiang Musang's eyes seemed to have dispersed and the heavy feeling on her eyelids also disappeared, she opened her eyes and saw a man who should be overseas at this moment.

Jiang Musang laughed weakly, he released his hand and caressed his handsome face, "Am I dreaming again?"

Leung Youshen's movements paused, he then frowned, "It's only been a few days and you've already caused yourself to become like this, I'll bring you to the hospital."

"So it wasn't a dream." On the contrary, Jiang Musang smiled slowly, forcing herself to stay alert, she shook her head: "I don't want to go to the hospital."

"It's already high fever, stop messing around …" Leung Youshen's lips were sealed by softness before she could even finish her sentence.

Jiang Musang hugged his neck, put her lips close, and passionately kissed him. Even if Leung Youshen wanted to dodge, she was still obstinate and refused to do so.

In the end, Leung Youshen compromised and allowed her to kiss him. Normally, if Jiang Musang was this passionate, she would definitely pounce on her and eat her dry. But not now, she still had a high fever.

Jiang Musang kissed for a while but stopped, he left him behind slightly, his face was pale white but he smiled: "Mr. Leung, do you not like me anymore?"

Leung Youshen frowned, "I'm not going to the hospital, I'll get a doctor here." He was worried that Jiang Musang had become muddle-headed due to the abnormal behavior. He quickly pushed her away and picked up his phone to make a call, asking Song Chengjue to send a female doctor over.

But before he could hang up, her soft, boneless hands wrapped around him from behind, stroking him, squeezing him with her soft body.

Leung Youshen grabbed her hands and turned them over, pressing her down on the bed. He quickly placed both of his hands on top of her head.

"Jiang Musang, what are you doing!"

Her strict tone finally made the smile on her face fade, "Mr. Leung, I feel terrible."

The sternness in Leung Youshen's eyes immediately faded and she released her hand, "The doctor will be here immediately. I'll get you some water. "

"Alright." At this time, Jiang Musang obediently laid down, waiting for him to bring warm water for her to drink.

After drinking it, she raised her arms and put her head on his neck, "Mr. Leung, can you hug me for a while?" Her tone was extremely similar to a little wild cat on the side of the road, suddenly revealing a tame side of her, causing Leung Youshen, who originally wanted to push her away, to embrace her and place the cup of water on the bedside. His empty hand stroked her head.

"What happened?"

Jiang Musang shook her head, "I'm so cold, just hug me."