C101

"I'm leaving. Call me if you have any questions."

Both of them had their mouths poisoned by anyone, but they were the ones most protective of their family and friends.

It moved me that he believed me so unconditionally.

He used to cook beef noodles for me, and I wanted to make a bowl for him.

An outsider like me, who has absolutely no experience, can't send or pull noodles at all. I can only hang up the noodles and pour in water. The water I put in is too little, causing the noodles to stick together and turn into a lump.

I looked at the white in the pot, bubbling, and my heart was dead. It seemed that my wish to make him a bowl of noodles would not be fulfilled.

Forget it, let's start again. Who succeeded in cooking the first time? Hmm... So consoling myself, I took the pot off the fire and turned to throw the failed noodles into the trash.

"Turn off the fire."

Suddenly, an ice-cold male voice sounded by my ear. My hands trembled, and when I raised my head, I did not see Mu Huainan's pale face.

"Why did you get up!"

I was shocked. He was obviously in such a weak state, yet he still forced himself to run around on the bed. How infuriating.

Ignoring my rebuke, he walked into the kitchen and walked around me. "Ding!" I looked over my shoulder and saw that he had turned off the stove.

I was careless.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to cook something for you."

I really want to screw up a lot of things. Stupid and useless.

Mu Huainan didn't seem to plan to accept my apology. He just glanced at me coldly, then turned and left.

Sure enough, he would still be angry with me.

"Uncle Huainan." I followed him out and reached out to grab his arm. "Why don't I order a takeout for you. You can only take your medicine after eating."

"It's hot," I said, and held his hand. It was getting hotter and hotter. No, that's not right. Ordinary Mu Huainan was cold, his body temperature was basically below zero. He was so hot, it must be …

"Uncle Huainan, wait!" He walked into the house, his steps a little shaky, so that when I grabbed him in excitement it was easy to pull him in front of me.

His body was unsteady, and he fell toward me.

"Uncle Huainan!"

If I call him again, no one will respond to me.

With great difficulty, I managed to drag the unconscious Mu Huainan onto the bed and probed his forehead.

Suddenly, I had a fever, which caught me off guard, and recalled the name card Shen Xiuyuan gave me previously, I found out that it was a doctor called Fu Chen.

"Du du du... du du du..." The call was picked up very quickly.

"Hello, is this Doctor Fu?"

"I am."

"I am Lu Weian. Now that Mu Huainan has a fever and is injured in the head, I do not know if it is serious or not. "

"Are you at the villa now?"

"En!"

"Listen to my orders and help him reduce his fever. Wait for me to come over."

"Alright." Fortunately, this Fu Chen knows his place, and didn't waste his time asking me who I am. Or perhaps, even if he had heard me before, it isn't certain either.

"Clean his entire body with alcohol. Don't let him eat for now, I'll be there soon."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Fu Chen's voice sounded in his head. He was stern and heavy, so he knew that it must be very serious.

My heart clenched. It was hard.

I got some water in the bathroom, found some alcohol in the medicine cabinet, and took a long, shaky breath before I went inside.

After all, Mu Huainan had fainted in front of me just now.

The door opened, and Mu Huainan laid on the bed. He seemed to be burning even more, his face was flushed red, his brows knitted together with the word "Chuan", looking extremely uncomfortable.

The reason why the situation had become so serious was probably due to him getting out of bed just now.

Originally, the blanket was very warm, but when it suddenly appeared, it would cause one to feel cold.

I felt as if I were being held by a hand.

He didn't want to waste time, so he quickly wrung the ice towel and stuck it on his forehead.

But as soon as my hand touched his forehead, he caught his breath. He suddenly grabbed my hand.

He had used almost all his strength, because I could feel his hot palms trembling slightly from the strain.

However...

He was too weak now, and even though he was holding me, I could break free with a slight tug.

My heart was pounding, and I was too nervous to move, afraid I would wake him.

The weaker he was, the easier it was for him to reveal his personality. He lived too cautiously, too carefully. Even when his consciousness was blurry, his instinctive reaction was still as cautious as before.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel my heart ache.

"Uncle Huainan." I called to him softly, "It's me, don't worry."

Hearing my voice, Mu Huainan, in a daze, let go of my wrist.

I looked at him, my eyelashes trembling so badly that I gently wiped his face. I reached into the blanket with my other hand and gently grabbed his hand.

After a long while, Mu Huainan slowly opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings before his gaze slowly landed on my face.

"You're awake?" I looked at him and squeezed his palm. I called Fu Chen over.

"Why did you call him?" His voice was hoarse and his lips were dry. When his gaze fell on me, he was visibly relieved.

"He asked me to give you alcohol to wipe your body." I carefully took the bottle of alcohol. "I'll help you reduce the fever and wait for him to arrive. Don't move."

Mu Huainan tiredly closed his eyes, after a while, he opened them weakly, forcing himself to sit up, one hand on the bed supporting him, after a while, he was drenched in sweat again.

"I already told you not to move."

Would this fellow die if he did not try to show off?

Such a worrisome fellow.

I took him by the shoulder and arranged the pillow behind him, letting him lean against it.

"Is this comfortable?"

Mu Huainan looked at me and tugged at the corner of his pale lips. "Don't make me look so delicate."

Hearing him say this, I can't feel anything but heartache and heartache,

He has always been resisting everything by himself. Ever since he had me, a burden, he has had to put in more effort. Furthermore, he was originally depressed, so he did not say anything and caused me to misunderstand him.

And now he's so sick.

Sigh.

"Be good and don't move, I'll help you wipe the alcohol off."

I stood up and poured the alcohol into the basin. Then I wet the towel and wrung it out and wiped it carefully over his earlobes, then his neck, then his collarbone. Shoulders, chest …

He didn't shut his eyes and rest. Instead, he stared at me with his black eyes.

I helped him wipe his chest. Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist.

"How... "Why?"

"Don't you have anything you want to say to me?" When he spoke, his voice was broken.

My hand stopped. "I …"

I knew what he was referring to, and I had indeed not given him an explanation of the past.

"What did you hide from me?"

I withdrew my hand and sat down on a stool beside the bed, head bowed, unable to raise my head.

"Didn't you already know what I did?"

Plus, he already knew about it.

"I want to hear it from you."

He leaned against the headboard and narrowed his eyes slightly.

It was Zhao Kun who told me that there was a new project that could earn money, which was to start a company with him. I only wanted to make more money, and then pay off your debt, that's why I agreed.

Right now, the Miluo is an empty shell company, on the verge of bankruptcy. If not for Mu Huainan changing the legal person's information in time, I might be the one who would have to bear a huge debt after bankruptcy.

As for the Chao'an Company who thought that they could make money to repay their debts, it was sealed off by the Overwatch Bureau.

Now, I have become as poor as a pauper again and even owe Mu Huainan a new debt.

After I finished speaking with my head down, Mu Huainan's angry voice sounded out, "You want to pay my debt that much? so that we can leave as soon as possible? "

"No!" Hearing him say this, I denied it almost without hesitation. I looked up and said, "I don't want to leave you at all. Not at all."

This was true emotion. Although it was somewhat radical in its expression, but …

Mu Huainan laughed as he heard this.

He smiled and I blushed.

"I …" I shyly corrected myself, trying to explain, "That's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Mu Huainan was interested. "Should we leave, or not?"

"Of course not! It's just that you don't need me, I'm willing to follow you for the rest of my life. "

"You don't mind me being too strict with you?" Don't you think that everything will be affected by my identity? "

Because of his identity, this phrase seemed a little familiar to me.

Ah, yes, it was for this reason that I decided to form a company with Zhao Kun.

He actually knew about this...

It seems that Mu Huainan knows more than I ever imagined.

"Uncle Huainan..."

After a long time, I looked at him, blushing. I took a deep breath, my heart racing as I said what I had always wanted to say.

"I like you."

This is something that can only be said with courage and courage, I didn't think that this guy would actually ask me this question with a raised eyebrow in dissatisfaction.

"That's it?"

I was getting redder and redder from his bullying, but when I looked up and saw his weak appearance, I felt uncomfortable again.

In the end, my voice was as soft as a cat's.

"Uncle Huainan, I love you."

I peeked at him, and he smiled, his pale face looking a little better, and his eyes curved in a beautiful curve, replying to me with some satisfaction.

"I know."