He is like a delusional person

The dim light fell on Fu Yanlin's body, softening the lines of his profile. Those dark and deep eyes were filled with worry and distress for Wen Sheng.

Although Zhu Qingjia didn't explain clearly on the phone, he guessed that this matter was very important to Wen Sheng.

No matter what happens, he will be by her side.

"If you don't want to drink porridge, I'll make you something else. If you're sick, you should have a good rest. If you have any unhappy things, wait until you get better. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you won't be afraid if the sky falls." Fu Yanlin's voice Very shallow, as gentle as coaxing a child.

He always wanted to pamper Wen Sheng like a child, but she had a stubborn temper and always liked to handle things alone.

This bad habit must be corrected.

"I want to drink the porridge you cooked." Wen Sheng blinked his little deer eyes, his expression aggrieved and a bit coquettish, making him irresistible.

"Okay, just wait for me and I'll bring it to you right away." Fu Yanlin rubbed Wen Sheng's forehead, stood up and left the bedroom.

Looking at the retreating figure, Wen Sheng felt warmth and security that he had never felt before. The bad mood that had lasted all day was quietly getting better.

She didn't know the true meaning of marriage to a woman before.

I think Wen Sheng finally figured it out. Marriage is a bowl of porridge when you are sick, it is the meticulous care of your partner, and it is a safe haven that you can return to at any time after encountering setbacks in life.

These details have nothing to do with money.

Not long after, Fu Yanlin brought in a bowl of white porridge. He sprinkled some sugar into the porridge, took a spoonful of it and brought it to Wen Sheng's mouth, "Open your mouth."

The soft white porridge had a hint of sweetness, which instantly dissipated Wen Sheng's unhappiness. She had a bad appetite, but she cooperated and ate most of the bowl.

Fu Yanlin looked at Wen Sheng's pale little face, feeling distressed and uncomfortable, "Do you feel better now?"

"Ah."

"Let me take your temperature."

Fu Yanlin took out his forehead thermometer and measured it, it was thirty-nine degrees five. With such a high fever, I'm afraid it's not as simple as catching a cold.

"I'll call Xu Rangchu and ask him when he can arrive."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang quickly outside.

Fu Yanlin covered Wen Sheng with the quilt and explained, "Xu Rangchu is probably here. I'll open the door."

At this time, Zhu Qingjia outside the door was already worried, "Why is Sister Sheng sick when she is fine? Is it okay for you, a surgeon, to treat Sister Sheng?"

Xu Rangchu was annoyed all the way and almost didn't use medical tape to tape up Zhu Qingjia's mouth. "Don't you know best whether I can do it or not?"

After being stunned for a moment, Zhu Qingjia finally realized what this bitch was saying, "Xu Rangchu, are you tired of living? Do you need me to give you a ride? What are you asking about Sister Sheng? Why are you talking so far?"

Xu Rangchu wore a long black cashmere coat today, with a white shirt and dark gray wool vest underneath, looking elegant and ascetic. But the words he spoke were full of color.

"Is it far? I remember it happened a few days ago. If you don't remember, I don't mind revisiting it with you tonight." Xu Rangchu said seriously.

Zhu Qingjia twitched her lips and stepped on Xu Rangchu's instep without mercy. Her pair of high heels were newly bought, and they were so high that it would kill someone if they stepped off them.

"Zhu Qingjia, you..." Xu Rangchu turned pale in pain.

This woman was crying in the car just now, but she didn't expect her face to change immediately after learning Wen Sheng's whereabouts.

"What about me? If Sister Sheng loses one hair, you are the only one I can ask." Zhu Qingjia put down her harsh words.

Xu Rangchu was so angry that his liver trembled. He stretched out his hand to clasp Zhu Qingjia's chin in retaliation, lowered his head and bit her lips.

The more time they spent together, the more he gradually figured out how to deal with this tough woman. She was savage and he had to use stronger means to subdue her.

Just then, the door was opened.

Fu Yanlin looked at the two people kissing each other inseparably at the door of his house, and frowned, "Hey, don't do things that are not suitable for children in front of my house. If you really can't hold it in anymore, help Ah Sheng see the doctor first." Go home and close the door before continuing.”

Hearing this, Zhu Qingjia quickly pushed Xu Rangchu away, glared at him fiercely, and rushed into the room. "I thought Zhu would always slap you before coming in." Fu Yanlin squinted his eyes, showing an expression as if he was watching a show.

Xu Rangchu's face didn't look good. He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his lips and said, "She couldn't bear it."

"You're quite a thick-skinned kid." Fu Yanlin seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

bedroom.

Wen Sheng closed her eyes to rest, and suddenly heard a familiar and clear voice, "Sister Sheng——"

When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhu Qingjia's crimson eyes. She grabbed Wen Sheng's hand and asked with concern, "Okay, why are you sick? What's wrong with you? You didn't answer my call all day, but it scared me."

"Jiajia, I-it's okay."

Wen Sheng couldn't help but reached out and touched Zhu Qingjia's cheek. There were dried tears in the corners of her eyes. "I might have caught a cold this morning. I took leave and went home, took medicine and fell asleep. I didn't notice your call."

"Why are you crying?"

Zhu Qingjia sniffed, her heart feeling as if she was being pricked by a needle, "Sister Sheng, I'm sorry - I thought you couldn't accept the truth and hid, and ignored me."

Having been friends for many years, how could Wen Sheng not guess what Zhu Qingjia was thinking. She apologized desperately, probably because she felt guilty and sad because she felt that she had robbed Wen Sheng of the identity of Miss Jiang family that should belong to Wen Sheng.

In fact, she was right to tell the truth because Wen Sheng didn't like the feeling of being deceived.

"How could I not care about you?"

"You can tell me the truth, I'm happy before it's too late."

"Jiajia, if you say those three words again, I will get angry."

Wen Sheng felt uncomfortable all over, but still managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "I have a cold and a fever, please stay away from me and be careful not to infect it - wait until I get better, and then come to you, okay?"

Zhu Qingjia nodded, then shook her head, "Sister Sheng, I'm not afraid of being infected, let me stay and take care of you!"

"As long as I take care of Asheng, don't worry about it." Fu Yanlin stood on the side, watching the two of them perform the scene of sisterly love, feeling funny and gratified.

What's funny is that Zhu Qingjia misunderstood that Wen Sheng was angry with him, so he searched like crazy for a long time.

There's no way such a thing could happen.

In Wen Sheng's heart, the status of her good sister was not inferior to that of Fu Yanlin.

Fortunately, besides Fu Yanlin, there is a good sister like Zhu Qingjia in this world who sincerely treats Wen Sheng well, protects her and loves her like a family member.

"Can I see a doctor for my sister-in-law now?" Xu Rangchu coughed lightly.

Zhu Qingjia then reluctantly let go of Wen Sheng's hand, stood up and stood aside.

"A Yan said that you have a high fever and the flu virus has become more prevalent recently. In addition, you came into contact with the girl from Lantai a few days ago. I guess it may be caused by this." Xu Rangchu opened the medicine box and took out the test strips while speaking. Prepare to test Wen Sheng's peripheral blood.

"Give me your hand!"

Wen Sheng stretched out his left hand, with the tip of his index finger pointing upward.

Xu Rangchu put on a disposable mask and medical gloves and skillfully opened the test strip box to help Wen Sheng collect peripheral blood. The test strip reacted quickly, and it was positive for the flu just as he guessed. "It is indeed the flu. I will prescribe some medicine for my sister-in-law, and she will be fine after a few days of rest."

"Is it serious? Do you really need to go to the hospital?" Fu Yanlin asked.

"Sister Sheng's fever is so severe, it's better to go to the hospital. I can't trust this guy." Zhu Qingjia agreed.

The two sang together and agreed.

Xu Rangchu was helpless.

Fu Yanlin let it go. This love-minded man couldn't bear to see his woman sick, so it was understandable that he would be nervous. But when had he ever seen Zhu Qingjia care so much about other people, he felt secretly unhappy.

Why doesn't he get this kind of treatment?

"It's just the flu, it's not a serious problem. There's no need to go to the hospital." Wen Sheng frowned and urged, "Fu Yanlin, please send Dr. Xu and Jiajia back first. I'm tired and want to rest."