How can the president be fierce

Chapter 1754 Sweet Marriage Chapter 316 Don't look at your savior like that, be careful, I regret saving you!

The temperature is estimated to be above 40°C.

In a hurry, she called 120. She helped her, who was already unconscious, to lie down, untied her clothes, found out the alcohol, and began to wipe her body to cool down. By the way, she took the time to call Xiao Miao.

The medical staff carried Hao Xiaoman downstairs on a stretcher and put him into the ambulance. When Deng Meng jumped into the car, she suddenly tilted her head and glanced in a certain direction.

After only one glance, she immediately sneered and got into the car to close the door.

not bad!
Mr. Nan just drove his dear god-sister back to the dormitory in his private luxury car, when his little wife who was burned like a spicy crayfish was picked up by 120.

After thinking about it, she suddenly took out Hao Xiaoman's cell phone, which she had put in her pocket before leaving, rummaged through it, and found Ning Yuze's number.

Your Nan always has a dear god-sister, and our Xiaoman also has a dear god-brother, doesn’t he?

……

When Hao Xiaoman was a little conscious, he could feel a big warm hand caressing her face vaguely.

"Nan Mubai..." She tried her best to lift her heavy eyelids, and murmured, "My head hurts a little...Can you help me get some painkillers?"

The big hands with thin calluses paused slightly.

A clear and clear female voice sounded immediately: "Nan, you big-headed ghost! Your Boss Nan is getting tired of being with Rong Feifei right now!"

Hao Xiaoman was stunned, his eyes gradually became clear, and a handsome face with a feminine side appeared in front of him.

"...Brother?" She blinked, wondering if she was dreaming.

Ning Yuze smiled, and gently tapped the tip of her nose with warm fingers: "Fortunately, you still know me, so you haven't burned your little head at all."

He was still wearing a very formal suit, his hair was meticulously done, and his face was also heavily made up. It was obvious that he had rushed here from some important occasion.

Hao Xiaoman dragged his limp body and struggled to sit up, looking up at him: "Brother, do you have something important? I just have a fever, it will be fine in a while, you...cough Cough... hurry up and do your work first."

"It's okay. It's just a few pictorial shoots. It's almost finished." He smiled and put a pillow on her back to make her feel more comfortable.

"Then don't be here, you are now in the rising period of your career, and you are so busy that you don't have time to sleep every day. What if... ahem, you catch a cold from me?"

Celebrities are no different than ordinary people. Let alone a cold, many people have to continue working after losing their limbs. One can imagine how hard it is.

"I'm fine, you've taken care of me for so many years, can't I even take care of you for a day?"

Ning Yuze smiled warmly, fingering the hair sticking to her cheeks: "Fortunately, your classmate found out in time, if it was a little later, you would really be burnt stupid."

A high fever of 40° is unbearable even for children, let alone adults.

Her throat was very itchy, but Ning Yuze didn't dare to cough when she was here, for fear of infecting him, she had to keep clearing her throat: "I'm really fine, brother, go back, I'll contact you if something happens."

As she spoke, she glanced at Deng Meng complainingly.

Deng Meng raised her eyebrows and shrugged indifferently: "Don't look at your savior like that, be careful, I regret saving you!"

(End of this chapter)