After contracting to have a child, the icy female CEO became addicted.

No wonder.

No wonder Deng Lanlan and Fang Kai were acting like madmen at the dinner table, each of them targeting one of them, desperately trying to snatch cards from them and get them drunk.

Wen Ling was unaware of this.

Because, even Wen Zhi probably didn't expect that during this ambiguous moment when the two of them were drunk together, Wen Ling would develop appendicitis.

Breathing froze for a moment.

Jiang Ran looked down at Wen Ling, who was curled up on the sofa.

He frowned, clenched his fist, and stared at her for a few seconds. Jiang Ran didn't say anything more, but quickly squatted down and asked Wen Ling, "Sis, where's your phone?"

"Well......"

Wen Ling was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

Moreover, the aftereffects of mixing the two types of alcohol came on, making her head dizzy. She could only hold onto Jiang Ran's clothes and smell his familiar scent.

Jiang Ran rummaged through drawers and cabinets, and relying on his memory, found Wen Ling's phone in the cabinet under the coffee table.

The phone has a password lock.

Fortunately, Wen Ling's phone has facial recognition.

Jiang Ran acted quickly, scanning Wen Ling's face with his phone, and the phone screen automatically turned on.

Without thinking twice, Jiang Ran dialed 120 for emergency medical assistance.

The ambulance will take 20 minutes to arrive.

I glanced at the time; it was almost midnight.

Wen Ling has probably been feeling unwell for over an hour since she left the card table to go to the restroom.

Moreover, the symptoms worsened, and Jiang Ran could even see that Wen Ling's hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat and hanging down in strands.

Jiang Ran remained silent for a moment, then put Wen Ling's phone in his pocket, hooked her arm around his shoulder, and carried her on his back.

The effects of the alcohol were amplified at this moment.

Jiang Ran, who was originally feeling weak from stomach pain, was now tense. With his adrenaline pumping and the effects of alcohol, he carried Wen Ling on his back with almost no effort.

"Sis, just bear with it. I'll carry you out of the villa now. The ambulance will be here soon."

He muttered something to himself and walked towards the door.

With each step, her dizzy brain swayed back and forth uncontrollably, and it was only through sheer willpower that Jiang Ran managed to steady herself.

"I didn't mean to..."

A gentle, cold voice suddenly rang in my ear, faint yet tinged with deep weakness.

The warm breath from the voice brushed against Jiang Ran's ear, making her feel a little itchy.

But what left him even more bewildered than his own feelings was Wen Ling's words.

"What do you mean by intentional or unintentional? What nonsense are you spouting, sis!"

Jiang Ran muttered a complaint, then kept her head down and continued walking forward.

"I mean... I didn't mean to get appendicitis..."

"..."

Are you crazy?

What does it matter if a seizure is intentional or not?

As soon as Jiang Ran stepped out of the villa gate and into the yard, a cold wind blew in, instantly sobering him up. Coupled with Wen Ling's words, Jiang Ran retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Being sick is being sick, what's with the intention or not!"

"Actually, I had a guess..."

"Guess what?"

"Wen Zhi and the others are deliberately trying to get us drunk... ouch..."

She was speaking normally when she suddenly gasped.

Jiang Ran was taken aback and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Did you get jostled around?"

"fine......"

Wen Ling shook her head very gently, her mind somewhat hazy, and said, "You don't blame me?"

"Why should I blame you? Fine, I'll get you drunk!"

"...Huh?"

"I just thought of that too. She probably wanted to get you and me drunk and then take advantage of the situation. But I guess she didn't expect you to suddenly develop appendicitis at this time."

Jiang Ran tried to move quietly. Anyway, the ambulance was already on its way, and he would have to wait at the door anyway, so he didn't need to be in such a hurry.

Recalling their dinner together that evening, Jiang Ran suddenly laughed, "Actually, alcohol is just an amplification of emotions. If you don't think about doing 'that kind of thing' when you're not drunk, how could you possibly do it when you're drunk?"

"In other words, if you hadn't had appendicitis today, we would most likely have just gone back to our rooms and gone to sleep. We wouldn't have done anything like that while we were drunk unless we had ulterior motives."

They were separated only by the fabric of their clothes; he carried her on his back, and even the location of their hearts was in sync.

The human heart is located on the left side of the chest, and as Wen Ling listened to his words, she could even feel his heartbeat gradually accelerating.

And his heavy breathing.

But his arms were very strong. Even with this bumpy way of carrying him on his back, Wen Ling could feel that his arms did not sway at all.

No longer thinking about Jiang Ran's words, Wen Ling, immersed in her own world, simply said to herself, "It's my fault, suddenly getting sick must be a real downer..."

"..."

Jiang Ran was speechless. "Sis, why don't you lie on my back and take a nap? You've had too much to drink right now, and you're talking nonsense..."

"Are you finding me annoying?"

"Get your act together! You're not feeling well, and you still drank so much. I'm just worried about you, you know?! I'm worried about you!"

Does he care about her?

As if suddenly energized, Wen Ling's eyes widened slightly, and she heard Jiang Ran nagging like an old woman: "I think I should find some time to find a shaman to exorcise the evil spirits for you. You're always like this, sick is sick, there's no such thing as being a downer. You must take care of your health first, without health you are nothing..."

Like a voice-over, lying on his back, Wen Ling heard his words clearly. Although his tone was still sarcastic, his words were full of concern.

How long has it been since they last appeared?

The last time a similar scene occurred was at the Junlan Mansion villa. She had a fever then, and Jiang Ran did the same thing, complaining while helping her wipe her body with alcohol.

This time it was her appendicitis acting up, and just like last time, he showed her the same concern...

Perhaps, if she gets sick, Jiang Ran will care about her more...?

"Ura ura—"

The sound of the ambulance horn approached from afar, interrupting Wen Ling's thoughts.

Wen Ling noticed that Jiang Ran quickened his pace considerably, until they reached the door, where the red and blue lights were so bright that she couldn't open her eyes.

Wen Ling didn't know how she got to the hospital. All she knew was that the carriage, filled with the smell of disinfectant, also carried a familiar scent.

The scent was right beside her; she clutched a corner of her clothing, her eyes glazed over, unable to open...

When I woke up again, the pale light of dawn was streaming in through the window, illuminating the white ceiling.

Wen Ling spotted Jiang Ran, a tall man of 1.8 meters, curled up on the sofa not far from the foot of the bed, fast asleep...