After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

Chapter 267 What’s wrong with your throat?
Lu Cenyan burned for three whole days, from the end of the dinner party until he woke up in the early morning of the third day.

A lot happened in these three days.

First, Yin Shangfan's marketing overturned. Someone anonymously revealed that he did charity in his early years purely to avoid taxes. Although it was reasonable, he was using the banner of charity to gain a good reputation for himself, and his excessive marketing suffered backlash.

Second, Yin Yue fell ill and was hospitalized. Su Jiu's amniotic fluid broke due to emotion, and she gave birth to a baby boy by caesarean section at the Yin family's private hospital in the early hours of last night.

Third, Wen Subai was pulled out of the oxygen tube by his father's lover in the hospital. By the time the nurse found out, it was already too late. Yan Qingru found the best medical team in Beicheng and could only spare him a breath. To put it bluntly, That's brain death.

As long as he is hanging away from the instrument, he will die at any time.

It can be said that Yin Tongyao took advantage of his illness to kill him, and united with Wen's shareholders to take the lead in expelling Wen Tingzong from the board of directors. Naturally, there was Yan Qingru's acquiescence in this.

If the husband's adopted lover kills his original wife's own son, the wife, if she can endure this, then she is a truly cruel person.

When he got the news, Yin Jiu sat on the bedside of the bedroom, holding Lu Cen Yan's hand and staring at him quietly.

She hadn't closed her eyes for two days. When she closed her eyes, all she could think of was the scene of Lu Cenyan falling in front of her and never waking up again. She was too scared, so she stayed by Lu Cenyan's bed, looking forward to it. The first person he saw when he opened his eyes was himself.

His body was obviously tired and sleepy, but his mind was extremely alert.

There was a lamp like a bean beside the bed, and the surroundings were dark, but Yin Jiu's face was warm.

Lu Cenyan's breathing was steady, and his body was still warm. His body temperature had obviously dropped down the afternoon before yesterday, but he didn't expect that he had a fever again throughout the morning.

After tossing and turning over and over again, Yin Jiu couldn't help but press his fingers together gently near his temples to relieve some of the discomfort.

Not only was Lu Cenyan feeling unwell, but she herself felt that she had reached her limit.

She was really tired. The depression that had accumulated in her heart for the past few days seemed to have turned into wisps of mist, penetrating into her nerves and brain, eroding her step by step.

"Ajiu..."

Just when Yin Jiu closed her eyes and was about to relax for a while, the person on the bed suddenly called her name.

Yin Jiu woke up from her subconscious almost suddenly. She opened her eyes and looked at the man who was lying on the bed so weak that he didn't have much energy to speak.

She was stunned for a long time, but it seemed like she was only there for a few seconds.

In short, her eyes never left Lu Cenyan's face.

"you're awake……"

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse.

She originally thought that when Lu Cenyan woke up, she would rush over and cry loudly, or stand there and shed tears silently, but when he really woke up, all she seemed to be able to do was watch quietly.

Her bright eyes were now dry, dim, and a little sore. She had been silently digesting all kinds of negative emotions alone for the past two days.

I don’t know how many times I sat here and cried during the night when I woke up, so much so that I can no longer cry anymore.

"What's wrong with your throat?"

Lu Cenyan immediately noticed something was wrong with Yin Jiu's voice, frowned, and raised his hand to pull her.

"Not very comfortable."

Yin Jiu came closer, helped him sit up personally, and put a soft pillow behind him.

It was obviously Lu Cenyan who was sick, but Yin Jiu looked even worse than him.

She didn't want to talk now, her throat was really sore.

However, Lu Cenyan kept asking her questions, and in the end he had to call Dr. Liang back for examination.

Dr. Liang, who had been tossed back and forth all night, was getting angry while carrying the medicine box.

"I said, you looked for me at night when you got angry. Don't you know how to find medicine by yourself?"

"Damn capitalist! Is it easy for him to make some money!"

……

After standing at the door and letting out his breath, he opened the door and entered the room. Dr. Liang suddenly changed his face on the spot, raising the corners of his mouth to reveal a standard smile with eight teeth. "Mr. Lu, when did you wake up..."

He would never dare to say the words he just vented to the wall at the door in front of Lu Cen Yan.

He doesn't have the guts!

The man just sat on the head of the bed, staring calmly in front of him, as if he was in a small world of his own, and nothing could enter his eyes. The illness in his body could not hide his nobility, and the nobility in his every move was pouring out. , it’s hard to ignore.

He put down the cup in his hand, raised his eyelids and said softly: "Just now."

Just as Dr. Liang was about to take out his body temperature and take it, the man finally spoke.

"Look at her first."

Of course she was referring to Yin Jiu.

Doctor Liang turned around and pretended to check Yin Jiu's pulse. After all, in front of Lu Cenyan, a wife slave, face-saving measures had to be done.

Even at a glance, he could extract useful information from the few words Lu Cenyan had just sent to him, and judged that Yin Jiu was simply angry and there was no need to make a fuss.

"It's not a big problem. I'll prescribe some medicine later. Make sure you get enough rest these days and don't have too much mood swings..."

After a few simple instructions, Dr. Liang took the temperature.

"38.3, you still have a slight fever. I will give you a fever-reducing injection later."

Yin Jiu breathed a sigh of relief, it was better than the forty degrees last night.

"If your fever hasn't gone down by noon tomorrow, remember to call me."

"it is good."

……

After Dr. Liang left, Yin Jiu went to make some antipyretic medicine for Lu Cenyan and brought it over, along with a bowl of clear soup noodles.

"I made it myself, try it."

Uh...she boiled the water, cooked the noodles, cut the vegetables, and put the seasonings.

How could it not be considered as her doing?

Dr. Liang had just told him to eat as lightly as possible in the past few days, and Yin Jiu could be said to be following the doctor's advice.

The clear soup noodles were made of thin noodles. She boiled a few green vegetables as a garnish. Lu Cenyan didn't eat green onions and coriander, so she blanched the shredded carrots and put them on top. There was also a fat white poached egg on top. .

The appearance looks pretty good, and as for the taste, it's quite in line with Lu Cenyan's taste.

A bird can appear in his mouth.

Lu Cenyan ate less than half of the bowl and put the bowl aside.

"Don't you like it?" Yin Jiu asked nervously.

Lu Cenyan just shook his head: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Three days, it's the early morning of the third day."

Lu Cenyan was also a little surprised: "So long?"

"Ah."

Yin Jiu turned around and took out the puppet she left behind last time. For fear of something going wrong, she wrapped it tightly in red cloth.

"Someone put it in the security room after the dinner that day. Because there were so many people, we still haven't found out who it is."

"I suspect that the culprit of your fever this time is because of this evil thing. I burned the birth date on it..."

After she told what happened exactly, Lu Cenyan suddenly thought of a name——