Qing Xuan came.
Fu Shu was expressionless. He only said calmly, “Let her in.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
..
Song Yi walked out and Qing Xuan came in.
Qing Xuan looked at the man by the French window and quickly went forward. Then, she reached out her small hand and hugged Fu Shu’s waist from behind, “Young Master Fu, I heard that you had a car accident today. When I heard the news, I was really scared to death. Are you okay? Are You Hurt?”
Qing Xuan felt that Fu Shu’s body was hot and a little scorching. She quickly let go of Fu Shu and walked around him. She raised her hand and touched Fu Shu’s forehead. “Young Master Fu, did you have a high fever?”
She didn’t touch it because Fu Shu dodged and avoided Qing Xuan’s hand.
Qing Xuan was stunned.
At this moment, Fu Shu raised his head and a pair of cold black eyes fell on her face. “Did you forget what I Told You?”
Qing Xuan’s face turned pale. Of course, she didn’t forget that Fu Shu didn’t allow her to touch him.
Hai Lan was also in the hotel room last time. She threw herself at Fu Shu and hugged him. After Hai Lan left, Fu Shu pushed her away coldly and warned her not to touch him in the future.
Qing Xuan knew that Fu Shu loved cleanliness and was obsessed with cleanliness. Had he reached the point where women were not allowed to touch him?
Qing Xuan was stunned. She was very frustrated. By chance, she met the young master of Guting Castle. His identity was noble and mysterious, and his private life was quite clean, except for his fiancée, Gu Sihan, there were no women around him. As a mature and wise man, he would quietly avoid those women and never give them a chance to get close to him.
However, Fu Shu was special to her. At least she could get close to him, so close to him.
Qing Xuan had always thought that Fu Shu was interested in her. The subtle distance between an adult man and a woman would always give rise to an ambiguous relationship. In addition, this man was the fiancé of her old rival, Gu Sihan. Qing Xuan had always wanted to snatch Fu Shu away, it was just the right time to take advantage of the fact that Gu Sihan’s whereabouts were unknown.
But who knew that Fu Shu would directly throw cold water on her face and forbid her from touching him.
“Young Master Fu, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just saw that you seemed to have a fever. If you don’t like me touching you, then I won’t touch you in the future. Now, let me take your temperature.”
Just now, the Doctor had left, but the medical kit was placed here. Qing Xuan was smart enough not to dwell on this matter. Instead, she walked to the medical kit and took the thermometer.
Fu Shu looked at Qing Xuan. Qing Xuan took off her coat and there was a long red dress inside. This red dress complemented Qing Xuan’s graceful figure and snow-white skin. It was very beautiful.
“This dress of yours is not bad,”Fu Shu suddenly praised.
Fu Shu pursed his thin lips, and his voice was a little hoarse. “How’s Ah Sheng?”
“Young master, I just got the news from the hospital. Ah Sheng is fine, but his right leg crashed into the car and broke. He needs a long time to recuperate. Ah Sheng is now in the hospital. Miss Sihan... stays with him and doesn’t leave his side...”
After Song Yi finished speaking, she carefully looked at Fu Shu’s expression.
Fu Shu lowered his handsome eyelids and lightly curled his lips. “Let’s go and take a look.”
When Fu Shu went downstairs, Song Yi finally reacted. Young Master was going to the hospital? It was already midnight. Why did young master want to go to the hospital to take a look?
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The hospital.
It was already midnight. Ah Sheng was in the hospital. Although he was fine, his bones and tendons had been injured for a hundred days and he had lost so much blood, so Ah Sheng had been receiving an IV drip. His face was pale, he had fallen into a weak and sickly sleep.
In the ward, Hai Lan stayed by Ah Sheng’s side. Ah Sheng was asleep. She lay on the side of Ah Sheng’s bed. In her extreme fatigue and exhaustion, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
At this moment, the ward door was gently pushed open with a creak. Accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps rubbing against the bright black leather shoes, a slender figure slowly walked in. Fu Shu had arrived.
Fu Shu came to Hai Lan’s side and looked down at her peaceful sleeping face.
After a few seconds, he bent down and gently carried the sleeping Hai Lan in his arms.
At this moment, Ah Sheng opened his eyes and woke up. “Young Master Fu?”
Fu Shu carried Hai Lan on the sofa. Song Yi took a clean blanket from the nurse. Fu Shu reached out and covered her with the blanket, only revealing her small head, “She’s a rich young lady. Her body is delicate, and she needs to be pampered. How can she take care of others?”
Fu Shu lowered his voice as if he was talking to himself.
Ah Sheng, who was on the bed, was very quiet. He did not speak.
Fu Shu gently tucked a strand of hair behind Hai Lan’s ear. He did not raise his head and only said in a low voice, “Ah Sheng, you won’t be able to live for long with your illness. I can let her stay by your side during this period of time, but you should know better than anyone that she’s mine. You Can’t touch her.”
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