Madam Dihao is not good

The towel wiped Su Shijie's sweaty forehead: "Do you feel better?"

Su Shijie felt unbearably hot all over.

He felt like he was thrown into a big furnace, and the skin all over his body was burning.

Throwing off the blanket on his body, he struggled, and despite his weakness, he still sat up against the head of the bed!

"...who turned off the air conditioner?" [

His voice was hoarse, but there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

The servants all took a step back, not daring to speak, Aunt Li opened her mouth, but Wen Wanrou said first:

"Who else, of course, is the young lady of the Su family who has the guts."

Su Shijie looked at Chanel with sharp eyes.

Chanel was not afraid, stared at him and said: "Yes, I drove it. You are burning to death, and you still turn on the air conditioner? It doesn't matter if you are dead, don't let this group of servants become accomplices."

Su Shijie hooked the corners of his mouth, his chapped lips were pale due to dehydration.

Although his mind is chaotic, he still has some sanity.

He smiled hoarsely, but his smile was sinister and vicious: "I know my body very well... Cough cough, you don't understand what I say?... I am the head of this Su residence... Cough, or you?"

The servant was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

Aunt Li immediately begged for mercy: "Young Master, Young Mistress is doing it for your own good..."

"Turn on the air conditioner!" He was unbearably hot, and his whole body seemed to be eaten by hot ants.

Just as Aunt Li turned her head, Chanel sternly said, "Don't open it!"

Su Shijie stared coldly.

Aunt Li didn't know what to do, he usually listened to the young master.

Chanel bit her lips and said: "He is sick, he can't do anything to you, you don't have to be afraid of him! When he recovers, I'll take whatever responsibility he has, he can't blame you!"

Aunt Li nodded, listening to Chanel for the first time.

Su Shijie ordered several times in a low voice, seeing that all the servants were indifferent, he was furious.

In the Su residence, his orders are everything, no one has ever dared to be so presumptuous!

He struggled to move his body, moved under the bed, his gaze was as dark as a wolf's [