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Chapter 45 He Doesn't Want To Worry Her

Chapter 45 He Doesn't Want To Worry Her

There was no response from the room, and Jian Anran became more and more nervous. She twisted the door, but found that it was locked. She narrowed her eyes, went back to the room to get the spare key, and quickly unlocked the door.

She turned on the light, but found that the man on the bed was lying on the bed. When she walked in, she found a layer of sweat on his forehead. Jian Anran reached out and touched his forehead, and found that the temperature seemed a little abnormally hot. .

Unexpectedly, he would be allergic to seafood, Jian Anran blamed herself a lot, leaned over and called out: "Mo Tingjun, let's go to the hospital, can you go now?"

Mo Tingjun snorted softly, and couldn't hear what Jian Anran said at all. Seeing his appearance, the latter stretched out his hand to grab his arm, but found that he couldn't pull him at all: "Mo Tingjun, get up for me Go to the hospital!"

Jian Anran glanced and found that Mo Tingjun's mobile phone was on the table. She said sorry and took the mobile phone. Fortunately, the screen was not locked. She opened the phone book and called Song Feng.

"Second Young Master?" Song Feng answered the phone in an instant, wondering.

Jian Anran heard a familiar voice, and immediately said: "Song Zhu, he has a high fever and is allergic to seafood, please come to my house!"

Song Feng's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and he didn't say any more: "I'll come right away, madam, don't worry!"

Taking advantage of Song Feng's arrival, Jian Anran went back to the room and quickly changed clothes, took a clean towel and wiped off Mo Tingjun's cold sweat, and kept chanting beside him: "Mo Tingjun, you clearly Knowing that you are allergic, why didn't you go to the hospital beforehand?"

This is not treating your body as a human being!

Mo Tingjun seemed to have a sense, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Jian Anran's wrist tightly, opened his misty eyes, the palm of his hand was burning hot, he murmured softly: "Anran, I don't want you to worry... ...but now it seems...exposed."

He spoke intermittently, and Jian Anran's body froze suddenly. He didn't want her to worry?

Song Feng rushed into the room and saw Mo Tingjun holding Jian Anran's hand. He walked over to help Mo Tingjun up, but he couldn't separate Mo Tingjun's fingers. Song Feng looked anxiously. Eyes Jane Anran.

"Song Zhu, I will cooperate with you."

Jian Anran walked beside him, and went downstairs quickly. Mo Tingjun sat in the back seat, tilted his head and leaned on Jian Anran's shoulder, his breath was so hot that Jian Anran couldn't help urging him: "Song Zhu, please You drive faster, something seems wrong with him!"

Song Feng slammed on the accelerator, you must know that just now he drove the car smoothly because of scruples about Jian Anran, now that she has spoken, there is no need to have any scruples.

"Ma'am, sit still!"

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctors and nurses nervously took over Mo Tingjun, while Jian Anran stood by the side and stared at Mo Tingjun, for fear that he might make a mistake. If something happened to him, it would be all her responsibility!

The doctor walked to Song Feng's side and murmured softly: "Song Zhu, the second young master will be fine after the drip, but don't let anyone bother him during this period, it's best to postpone the affairs of those companies for a few days. Show him."

After Song Feng heard it, he nodded and let the doctor go down, but the doctor pulled Song Feng out of the door and asked in a low voice: "Second Young Master has not been allergic for a long time, how could it be this time..."

Song Feng also didn't understand this matter, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I think it's probably because someone is fascinated by beauty." A discordant voice came from behind, Song Feng turned around and looked, his face was slightly dark, just because Qin Jinchen limped over, his face With a wicked smile on his face.

When the doctor saw Qin Jinchen approaching, he turned around and left in a very sensible manner, slipping away faster than anyone else!

"Xiao Fengfeng, it's rare for the second youngest of your family to be admitted to the hospital once, so don't let him get out of here soon, you know I'm bored here alone." Qin Jinchen was sticking a cane, red lips fluttering Yan, "Mo Tingjun, Mo Tingjun, you also had a day when you fell down, but why, I'm in a particularly happy mood?"

"..." If possible, Song Feng really wanted to give Qin Jinchen a kick, but thinking of each other's identities, he silently dismissed the idea.

Qin Jinchen walked into the ward, glanced at Mo Tingjun, and then turned his gaze to Jian Anran who was guarding beside him: "Miss Jian, I didn't expect that you would send him to the hospital to accompany me. You are really my lucky star." !"

Jian Anran was frightened by Qin Jinchen's words, and frowned fiercely: "Mr. Qin, please go out, he needs to rest."

Is this seeing off guests?

Song Feng also pulled Qin Jinchen's shoulder at this time, pointed to the outside and said: "Young Master Qin, please."

Qin Jinchen stared, his eyes fell on Jian Anran and Mo Tingjun's intertwined fingers, and he said in surprise: "Tsk tsk, it's so inseparable, I said Xiao Fengfeng, you don't feel like abusing a dog when you watch them show all day long." Is it? Or you can take care of me."

Song Feng gritted his teeth, and was on the verge of having his hand pumped.

But Jian Anran's face was reddish, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but Mo Tingjun held on tightly, what could she do?
"Xiao Fengfeng, don't grit your teeth, can't I go?"

(End of this chapter)

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