After being missing for five years, President Fu's eyes welled up with tears when they met agai

It was only then that Wen Qingruan realized that Fu Yanci's body was burning hot.

You have a fever!

Fu Yanci leaned against Wen Qingruan, his consciousness already somewhat blurred.

He murmured an "hmm," his physiological instincts driving him to want to get closer to the cool body in front of him, and the faint scent of lemon.

The hot breath fell on Wen Qingruan's neck. She didn't care about anything else; her heart was only focused on Fu Yanci's body.

"Why is your fever so high? I'll take you to the hospital."

Fu Yanci hummed in agreement and leaned against Wen Qingruan.

Wen Qingruan knew that people with fevers were weak and listless.

Especially Fu Yanci.

He doesn't usually get sick, but when he does get a fever, it comes on suddenly and he suffers much more than the average person.

When they were together before, Fu Yanci had a fever twice, which Wen Qingruan remembered vividly.

If the high fever persists, the person may even fall into a deep sleep.

When she first had a fever, Wen Qingruan was so scared that she immediately called for an ambulance.

She didn't dare delay and, with great effort, managed to get the person into the car.

In just a short while, Fu Yanci's body temperature rose even higher.

Wen Qingruan immediately drove to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, Fu Yanci's face was flushed an unnatural red.

Wen Qingruan borrowed a wheelchair to help Fu Yanci register for an appointment and see a doctor. She only breathed a sigh of relief after Fu Yanci was finally put on an IV drip in the ward.

Only then did she remember that Luo Luo was still with Gu Ying.

Seeing that Fu Yanci was still unconscious, she called Gu Ying.

"Sister Ying, I'm so sorry, I've run into some trouble and I might have to wait a while before I can pick up Luo Luo."

Over the phone, Gu Ying told Wen Qingruan not to worry, saying that Luo Luo and Lu Lu were having a lot of fun, and that she should focus on her own things.

Wen Qingruan: "Okay, I'll go pick her up right away as soon as I'm busy."

There are some things she can't eat. I'll send you the details later. Thank you.

Okay, thank you, goodbye.

Wen Qingruan hung up the phone and looked down to send a message to Gu Ying.

Lolo is still recovering and there are some foods she cannot eat.

Wen Qingruan wanted to send the specific details to Gu Ying to prevent Luo Luo from accidentally ingesting them.

"Who is Lolo?"

Fu Yanci's voice suddenly rang out, startling Wen Qingruan so much that she almost dropped her phone.

She steadied herself and looked at the person on the hospital bed.

"You're awake."

The doctor said you need to be hospitalized for observation. Call your maid to come and take care of you.

Fu Yanci's fever had not subsided, and he was feeling dizzy and weak.

He looked at Wen Qingruan with wet eyes, like a puppy that knew it was about to be abandoned by its owner.

Fu Yanci spoke, his voice hoarse, "Are you leaving?"

What Wen Qingruan could least resist was Fu Yanci.

In the past, whenever Fu Yanci had a fever, Wen Qingruan would always grant him any unreasonable request.

After all, who could bear to refuse a Fu Yanci who knows how to be charming and coquettish?

Wen Qingruan went over and poured Fu Yanci a glass of water, then helped him and fed him the water.

"Why don't you call your assistant, or I can find you a caregiver? I'll wait for them to arrive before I leave."

Wen Qingruan put down her water glass, feeling uneasy about leaving Fu Yanci alone there.

Fu Yanci looked at her with his wet eyes, his gaze both accusing and disappointed.

"You can leave now."

His voice was hoarse, and he coughed repeatedly before he could finish speaking.

Wen Qingruan hurriedly stepped forward to pat his back and feed him water.

"Why is it still so hot?"

She brought over a thermometer, and soon the display showed a red number: 39.5℃.

"The doctor said you have inflammation in your body, and this fever won't go down anytime soon. Just rest and get better, and I'll go find you a caregiver."

Wen Qingruan got up to leave, but Fu Yanci grabbed her wrist.

"I don't want a caregiver."

He coughs twice after saying just one sentence, and can't even finish a complete sentence.

Wen Qingruan felt both distressed and anxious upon hearing the cough.

"Don't talk anymore, just rest."

Fu Yanci said, "You can leave. I don't need a caregiver. If you don't want to take care of me here, then leave."

After saying that, Fu Yanci released Wen Qingruan.

He had a high fever, his face was flushed, and his eyes were moist.

Wen Qingruan couldn't stand him looking like this.

"Never mind," she thought to herself.

Don't get angry with a patient.

Fu Yanci did not like caregivers because he knew what he looked like when he was sick and did not want others to see it.

"I didn't say I didn't want to take care of you."

Wen Qingruan coaxed softly, "If you don't want to call a caregiver, then don't."

I have to go back tonight, are you okay alone tonight?

Fu Yanci had not forgotten what Wen Qingruan had said on the phone earlier.

"Who is Lolo?"

He asked again.

Wen Qingruan's eyes darted away, and she used the excuse of getting medicine for Fu Yanci to find a way to avoid it.

"It's my pet kitten. It's timid and always needs me to stay with it at night."

Fu Yanci looked at Wen Qingruan with his wet eyes, then looked away with a mournful expression.

"Yeah, your cat is more important than me."

Wen Qingruan:......

Normally, Wen Qingruan would never have believed that Fu Yanci would say such a thing.

But he has a fever now.

When Fu Yanci has a fever, he becomes a spoiled brat.

She knew this five years ago.

"I'm not saying the cat is more important than you; you're the most important!"

Wen Qingruan coaxed Fu Yanci.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here and watch over you. You should get some sleep and be a good girl."

Fu Yanci extended his hand.

Wen Qingruan immediately understood what he meant.

When he was sick, he always needed to hold her hand to fall asleep.

Wen Qingruan looked at his outstretched hand, and her heart ached terribly.

Fu Yanci had a fever and was not clear-headed. He was just used to relying on her when he was sick and was used to her taking care of him.

But she was conscious...

She couldn't even deceive herself; she knew clearly that she had always loved Fu Yanci.

If she takes Fu Yanci's hand at this moment, can she still leave?

Can she guarantee that she won't fall for it?

She can't...

During the few seconds that Wen Qingruan hesitated, Fu Yanci lost his patience and pulled her over directly.

He had a fever and couldn't control his strength. With a sudden jerk, he pulled the stunned Wen Qingruan directly onto the hospital bed, causing her to fall into his arms.

"Hmm~"

Fu Yanci groaned, his chest aching from the sudden impact.

"Are you alright?"

Wen Qingruan didn't care how ambiguous her current position was with Fu Yanci; she was only thinking about Fu Yanci.

After all, he still had an injury on his hand.

Fu Yanci used his injured hand to put his arm around Wen Qingruan's waist, pulling her into his embrace.

"I'm fine."

The hot breath fell on her ear, and only then did Wen Qingruan realize that something was wrong.

Her face flushed, she tried to get up. "Fu Yanci, you...you let me get up first."

"Be good, don't move around, let me sleep for a while."

Fu Yanci's palm, burning hot, gently patted her back.

Wen Qingruan dared not move again, afraid of hurting Fu Yanci's hand. Before long, she heard steady breathing.

Fu Yanci fell asleep...

She tried to get up, but the large hand on her waist seemed to sense it and tightened its grip even more.

"Wenwen...stop fooling around..."

The man's murmurs in her ear made Wen Qingruan freeze.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside the ward.