Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 38
The soft towel accidentally brushed against Fu Shiyu's RT, and he snorted uncontrollably.

And the physical reflection accompanying this ambiguous voice is that the crotch of his gray home pants is much more cramped than before.

What a sensitive guy!

Tang Xien thought to himself.

The towel in his hand went down and brushed over Fu Shiyu's exquisite six-pack muscles, as well as the faintly pointed mermaid line.

Tang Xien stopped in time.

He is sick and has a fever. If he is pushed out of the fire again and burns his body, it will be bad.

A whole basin of ice water turned into warm water, so she went to change another basin.After repeating this several times, the temperature on Fu Shiyu's body finally dropped a bit.

She was so exhausted that she was about to collapse, and with the last bit of strength, she helped Fu Shiyu put on a clean T-shirt.

She dared not sleep for a moment, and checked his temperature every half hour.After three times in a row, no re-fever was found, and finally shed the psychological burden, and fell asleep on the bar stool in embarrassment.

When I woke up again, the sun was shining outside the window, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, large pieces of warmth were scattered into the living room.

Tang Xi'en squinted his eyes, sat upright with pain all over his body, and was in a daze asking Aunt Wang to make some sour soup and fish for lunch, when he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the man lying on the ground.

The man was lying under the quilt, sleeping soundly, his face looked normal, but his lips were a little dry due to lack of water.

Tang Xi'en hurriedly put the back of his hand on Fu Shiyu's forehead, and murmured, "No more burning."

As if she was relieved, she was about to withdraw her hand when Fu Shiyu, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and grabbed her wrist with one hand.

With a force, Tang Xien was caught off guard and pulled to his chest.

His palm seemed to still have the high temperature from last night, burning like a branding iron on Tang Xien's fair and delicate wrist.

Looks like a wolf who wakes up in the morning and is full of sex.

Startled by his own thoughts, Tang Xi'en came back to his senses, boldly met his shining eyes, and mocked: "Director Fu, are you admitting to the wrong person?"

Xu Shi saw clearly that it was her, and Fu Shiyu quickly released his hand in embarrassment.

He turned to rubbing his brows, his voice was low and hoarse due to severe water loss: "What time is it?"

Tang Xien glanced at the antique clock on the wall, "It's 10:30."

Upon hearing this point, Fu Shiyu immediately struggled to get up.

Seeing his weak appearance, Tang Xi'en kindly stepped forward to help him up, "Do you know what happened last night?"

"I know." He simply answered without mentioning anything else.

But Tang Xi'en said bluntly: "It's just a high fever, how could it be unconscious?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Tang Xi'en suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked in surprise, "You...are you seriously ill?"

This can't be blamed on Tang Xi'en's fuss. These days, more and more serious illnesses are getting younger.Fu Shiyu's fever is so scary, no wonder she wants to think about it.

Fu Shiyu's pale face was irritated by a serious illness, he took a few deep breaths, and said wearily, "Thank you for taking care of me last night."

After finishing speaking, before Tang Xi'en could say "You're welcome", he pushed her hand away, covered her upper abdomen and went back to the bedroom.

Tang Xi'en chased after him, "You are so sick, how can we solve breakfast? What about lunch and dinner?"

Fu Shiyu didn't answer her, he didn't know if he was too lazy to answer or he was too weak to speak.

Tang Xi'en was also at a loss, so he took his wallet and went downstairs to buy groceries.

She bought ingredients for porridge at the fresh food supermarket downstairs, and when she got out of the elevator, she suddenly ran into Lu Hang who was about to come in.

Both of them were taken aback, and after a while, Lu Hang spoke first: "Lawyer Tang, Director Fu is ill, so he won't be going to the office for the next two days, please take care of him at home."

"No problem!" Tang Xi'en agreed straightforwardly, but after a while, he asked hesitantly, "Just, do you know what's wrong with Director Fu?"

"Director Fu has a bad stomach."

"Then he is..." Tang Xi'en sighed, "He got stomach cancer at such a young age, I'm really jealous of talents."

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