Annoying wife by the pillow: cute husband wants a baby

Two days passed without incident.

It was Saturday, and Liang Tongtong was going to catch up on sleep at home. Unexpectedly, Chen Zhe called in early in the morning.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Ms. Liang, the situation of the young master is very bad, may I ask you to go back to the villa."

Liang Tongtong's heart skipped a beat, maybe one day she struck too hard and disabled him...

That is related to the follow-up incense of other people's family.She can't bear this responsibility.

She quickly asked, "What happened to him?"

"He continues to have a high fever, and he refuses to be diagnosed by a doctor. His condition seems to be getting worse this morning." Chen Zhe has always been steady, and his tone at this moment can't help but carry some anxiety. Finally, he said sincerely, "Please come here again .”

"Okay, I'll go right away." Liang Tongtong replied.

She is not a doctor, so naturally she can't help much.But if it was really the result of her wrong hand hurting him that day, she should go and have a look.

Jian's car quickly sent Liang Tongtong to the villa in Banyue Mountain.

Chen Zhe's face was clearly anxious, and when he saw Liang Tongtong, he hurriedly walked towards the second floor: "Two nights ago, the young master said that he had a date with you, but then he brought your roommate to our hotel. The wine cellar. After a while he suddenly left alone. We didn't find him all night, and I called you the next morning.

At noon, we found him on the top floor of the company.He seemed to have been drenched in the rain all night, and he had a high fever at that time, refusing others to approach..."

Liang Tongtong lowered her head as she listened.There was a heavy rain that night, and there was thunder and lightning.Is he crazy? He ran to the top of dozens of floors by himself.

That was purely courting death.

Although he sometimes behaves a little naively, he still has to know the common sense about thunderstorms.

What makes a man want to commit suicide—has he really, really been inhumane by his blow?

Liang Tongtong followed Chen Zhe up to the second floor, still in that room.Jian Siheng's bedroom.

The decoration in the bedroom is unusually simple, in a completely masculine style.

Jian Siheng was lying on the big white bed at the end of the bedroom.

Chen Zhe automatically stopped walking after sending Liang Tongtong to the door of the bedroom.

Liang Tongtong walked slowly to the bedside.

The floor beside the bed was covered with a brown carpet of pure goat hair, and Liang Tongtong stepped on it, making no sound at all.

But Jian Siheng on the bed seemed to sense her approach, and slowly turned his head.

He has lost a lot of weight, his face has almost no flesh, the eyes that used to be deep, now seem to be sunken, and the lines of the whole face are extremely rigid.

His breathing was a little heavy, and there was an abnormal blush on his cheeks, which was clearly a symptom of a persistent high fever.

"Hi." Liang Tongtong tried his best to sound calm.

Jian Siheng didn't seem to hear what she said, but he glanced at her, turned around and closed his eyes.

He wasn't angry, nor happy, and didn't even show any emotion, as if what he saw just now was someone who had nothing to do with him.

"I heard that you have been ill for a few days, so I came here to take a look." Liang Tongtong said to himself, and then asked him, "Why don't you see a doctor?"

Jian Siheng on the bed did not answer, but his breathing was much more steady.

Liang Tongtong continued to ask: "What's wrong with you? Let the doctor check it out."