After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 478: Chase me again
Yu Jinwen's fever was severe.

I was lying at home covering my sweat. When I received a call from Yu Zeyu, saying that something happened at the company and Nan Song was beaten, he was so anxious that he didn't even put on a coat and hurried over, finally covering up his sweat. I was sweating all over, but the wind hit me again. To make matters worse, my fever reached 40 degrees Celsius and I fainted.

Nan Song hugged Yu Jinwen, touched his hot forehead, and growled: "Hurry up and call 120!"

He was rushed to the hospital for infusion and a fever-reducing injection.

What if this burns my brain and makes me an idiot?
Nan Song sat beside the hospital bed and looked at Yu Jinwen's pale, waxy face. His face was full of worry and his eyes were red.

Yu Jinwen put an ice pack on his forehead to cool down.

Nan Song also had an ice pack on his forehead to reduce swelling.

Today, one of the two people was injured, the other was sick, and both were hit.

Looking at the black eyes and haggard look, Nan Song knew that he must have been awake all night.

This man is very thoughtful. He is afraid that he will have to think about what she said last night over and over again all night. If he had known she would have agreed to it last night.

Nan Song has never been someone who particularly likes to reflect on herself, but this time she couldn't help but reflect on whether she was too pretentious in her feelings towards Yu Jinwen?

At work, she can be calm and decisive, but for some reason, when it comes to relationships, she loses her head.

Reason was completely useless, and the whole person became indecisive and sticky.

It is really enough.

Now, looking at the man lying on the hospital bed with a sick look on his face and as fragile as a porcelain doll, Nan Song felt very distressed.

In the year and a half since their divorce to now, he has really been hurt a lot for her.

He blocked a lot of disasters for her, but also caused injuries and holes all over his body.

Even her mother Luo Yin couldn't help complaining, "Whose child falls in love like you do, life and death, and really thinks he is a cat with nine lives?"

Yu Jinwen is not a cat, and she does not have nine lives to bring disaster to her. Only those who have experienced life and death know that nothing matters in the face of life and health.

It's just a matter of falling in love, what's the big deal!
After thinking about this, Nan Song became much more relaxed.

After this meeting of the Board of Directors, those idle people who had been occupying the toilet were finally willing to step down and make way for the more talented. Nan Song also kept his promise and gave them corresponding treatment and proper arrangements. He spent the whole day in the ward dealing with this matter. During this period, Yu Fengjiao , Ding Mao, and her parents all came to the hospital to check on Yu Jinwen's condition.

Luo Yin also said sarcastically, "You, just keep tossing him. If you really torment him until he is stupid, you can just pick up an idiot husband and go home."

Nan Song looked dissatisfied when he was told that, and couldn't help but retort, "It's not me who wants to torment, it's obviously him who is tormenting blindly and not taking his own body seriously."

"He said, look at your forehead."

Nan Ningsong looked at Nan Song's still bruised forehead, feeling angry and distressed at the same time, "It's not easy to do the job as CEO of the Yu family, so just give it back to him. The things at home are not enough for you? We don't want the three of them, the Yu family." Guaoliangzao, the dowry dad saved for you is enough for you to live in poverty for three lifetimes, do you understand?"

"I know I know."

Nan Song's head hurt from her father's recitation, "But you said before that the dowry you saved for me is enough to support my children and me for three lifetimes. Has your wealth shrunk?"

"..."

Nan Ningsong felt guilty and scratched his face, "Dad has been wandering outside for four years and hasn't made much money. Besides, your mother has made a lot..."

Before he finished speaking, he knew he had said the wrong thing, because Luo Yin's eyes immediately glanced over.

"What, do you feel bad?"

"No, no!" Nan Ningsong had a strong desire to survive, "It is my honor to spend money for my wife. Others would not have the chance to spend money for you."

Luo Yin snorted, "It's good to know."

Ugh.

Nan Song sighed softly and didn't realize how pitiful her father was.

However, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

Isn't this the love she longs for and the marriage life she longs for?
***
Everyone was so noisy but Yu Jinwen was not woken up. It was not until evening that he woke up after walking around for a while.

As soon as he opened his eyes, what he saw was a pretty figure beside the bed. "woke up?"

Nan Song had just tied up his long hair with a hairpin. When he saw Yu Jinwen opening his eyes, he quickly stood up and asked him, "Do you want a drink of water?"

Yu Jinwen focused his eyes for a moment and saw that the hairpin he had given her was stuck in her hair. It flashed brightly in the twilight, burning his eyes.

"It looks good." He moved his lips, and his dry throat made his voice hoarse.

"I don't look good someday."

Nan, the arrogant young lady, did not have any virtues of modesty, so she just said this to him, then inserted the straw into the water glass and handed it to Yu Jinwen's mouth.

Yu Jinwen sucked in a few tubes of water, his Adam's apple rolled. He turned his face sideways to meet Nan Song's hand, and the line from his jaw to his neck was smooth and neat.

Nan Song's heartstrings trembled slightly when he saw it, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"The last bit, I can't smoke anymore." Yu Jinwen pursed his lips, not having enough.

Nan Song looked at the little water left in the cup and blurted out, "Do you want me to feed you?"

"..."

Yu Jinwen's head was still dizzy, and he thought he had heard wrongly.

He didn't speak, so Nan Song took it as his acquiescence.

She raised her head and drank the water from the glass, then leaned over and fed Yu Jinwen's mouth the water.

A series of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is called smoothness.

The moment the lips came together, Yu Jinwen's eyes widened suddenly, and his mouth couldn't help but open. Water flowed into his mouth, and he almost choked, and he was completely confused.

Nan Song didn't think it was anything. After feeding him water, he straightened up and looked at him, "Do you want more?"

Yu Jinwen's mouth was stained with her lipstick, and his originally colorless lips suddenly became colored, and his pale cheeks became rosy.

He looks like a shy little dog with red lips and white teeth.

People can't help but want to bully.

He pursed his lips, looked at Nan Song, and said without fear of death, "More."

Nan Song raised his eyebrows, poured a glass of water from the thermos, inserted the straw again, and handed it to him, "Here, drink it yourself."

"..."

It turns out that the mouth-to-mouth service is just a one-time thing.

But this also made Yu Jinwen float up, as if he was on the top of the clouds. The taste of Nan Song on his lips has not dissipated.

After drinking the water, Nan Song took Yu Jinwen's temperature again. The fever had gone down, but the intravenous drip had not been finished yet.

She helped Yu Jinwen sit up and let him lean on the head of the bed. She also stretched out her hand to cover him with the quilt. She was very considerate and considerate.

Suddenly enjoying prince-like treatment, Yu Jinwen was a little flattered and looked at Nan Song with a pair of clear eyes.

"Am I dreaming?" He raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Nan Song met his eyes and saw the light and smile in his eyes. A warm current surged out of her heart and turned into a butterfly, flying flutteringly.

"Yu Jinwen."

She suddenly spoke and looked at him intently, "You said you wanted to chase me again, are you serious?"

Yu Jinwen was startled and nodded heavily, "Incredibly serious."

"it is good."

Nan Song slightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiled, and said in a bright voice, "Then I agree."

(End of this chapter)