Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 1769 Hans, I'm uncomfortable
It's not that he hasn't thought about this issue.

Both Hans and Emery knew him and would be extra wary.

Especially not letting him get close to Yan Yiren, even if he did, he wouldn't let him go so easily.

Thinking of the identities of Hans and Emory, Master Chu had a headache.

If these two people really want to do something to Yan Baozi, I'm afraid he will really have a hard time dealing with it.

The most urgent task now is to determine what Hans and Emery want to do with Yan Baozi.

How is her body.

Even if Baozi Yan loses his memory, Master Chu doesn't mind.

Yan Baozi, whose vision and appetite have been spoiled by him, who else can he look up to besides him?
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When they came to Egypt, the Yanyi people fell ill.

Lying on the bed in the hotel, her brain was burning in a daze, she grabbed Hans' hand and murmured for a drink of water.

Hans brought medicine with him, poured a glass of warm water for her to drink half of it, and then gave her the prepared medicine.

"Elizabeth, come, take your medicine."

As soon as the pills were taken in, Yan Yiren frowned in pain, tilted her body, and dumped it to the side, and she spit out the medicine in her mouth on the ground.

"It's so bitter...I don't want to eat it."

Hans took her into his arms, half coaxing and half persuading: "You are sick Elizabeth, you have to take the medicine, otherwise you want to burn into a fool?"

Yan Yiren opened his eyes, his pale face was flushed pink because of the fever, and he looked at Hans in confusion.

Hans patted her on the back, "Swallow it and it won't hurt, come on."

Eat, bitter.

If you don't eat it, you will be a fool.

With only a little willpower, Yan Yiren chose to eat with difficulty.

With Hans' hand, he put the pill into his mouth, closed his eyes, and swallowed hard with the water he fed.

Satisfied that she was so obedient, Hans patted her on the back, "Lie down and rest for a while, I'll ask someone to make you something to eat."

"I want porridge." Yan Yiren curled up, not forgetting to tell, "Make it thicker."

"Okay, I remember."

When I woke up again, it was already night.

Yan Yiren was still in a daze, she sat up and looked around.

In an unfamiliar environment, there was no one else but her.

She grabbed the quilt and called out in a low voice: "Hans... Where are you?"

No one answered.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Her top-heavy body made her feel light, and she couldn't walk steadily.

Leaning on the wall all the way, he walked out of the room.

Hans was talking with the bodyguard in the study room of the suite, when he heard footsteps and a series of falling objects, he immediately got up and walked out.

In the living room, Yan Yiren squatted on the ground, and beside her feet were broken porcelain all over the floor.

She was at a loss and wanted to pick up the debris into the trash can, but Hans saw it and immediately stopped her: "Don't move!"

Yan Yiren raised her head, her face was flushed abnormally, her eyes became more and more confused, and her reaction became slow. After several seconds, she called out in a daze: "Hans..."

There was an unexpected weakness in the voice.

Hans quickly came to her side, helped her up, and couldn't help scolding: "If it breaks, it will break. You don't need to do it yourself. What's the matter, are you still not feeling well?"

Stretching out her hand, the temperature on her forehead only rose but never dropped.

Hans was horrified, how could this happen? !

"Hans, I... feel uncomfortable." Yan Yiren fell into his arms in pain, gasping like a thread.

The breath he exhales is hot.

"I know." Hans looked solemn, picked her up and went back to the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)