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Chapter 65 How are you? !
When Song Yan rushed to the apartment, Gao Mu hurried up to open the door for her. Seeing her, he was relieved for no reason, "Young Madam, you are finally here."

"What's wrong with Tang Munian?" She walked straight inside without staying too long.

Gao Mu hurriedly followed her in, and said truthfully, "Mr. Tang is hot all over, and there are three wounds on his arm. I don't know what happened."

Feeling hot and hurt?
Hearing this, Song Yan stopped abruptly, turned his head, and looked at Takagi strangely.

Gao Mu felt something was wrong, and frowned suspiciously, "Young Madam, why do you look at me like that?"

"He's hot all over, does he have a fever?" Song Yan asked with a good temper as much as possible.

He nodded, "It seems so."

"..."

So his so-called accident refers to Tang Munian's fever and those wounds?

Song Yan couldn't laugh or cry at once. Hearing that Tang Munian had an accident, she hurried to the hospital to get the medicine box, but this was what Takagi answered her?

She thought what a big deal had happened!
But think about it, Takagi can't be blamed for this, after all, he didn't know anything about what happened before, and Tang Munian was still injured when he saw it, so he would naturally think that something serious happened.

"What happened to him when you came in?" Song Yan said as he walked into the room, "Tell me about what you saw."

"Just before I came in, I saw Tang Munian lying on the sofa outside. He tore off the gauze that seemed to be a wound bandage on his body. He was lying naked on the sofa. No matter how I called him, he didn't wake up. When I got down, I found that he was lying in an amazing body." Takagi replied honestly, "I was planning to call the doctor after I helped him into the room, so you called first."

While talking, the two had already entered the room, and they saw Tang Munian lying on the bed at a glance.

His stalwart body was lying on the bed, covered with a velvet black sheet, sweat was rolling down his forehead, his lips were pale, his usual arrogance had faded away, and he looked powerless and weak.

Looking at this scene, Song Yan paused slightly for a while, and frowned. She had never seen Tang Munian's weak appearance after having a fever before. She remembered that he was fourteen or fifteen years old at that time. Although he had a fever and was weak, He was very strong, but he never showed any weakness. He was still very arrogant and arrogant. When Tang's father asked the doctor to see him, he refused without even thinking about it.

It was the first time she had seen such a feeble appearance lying unconscious on the bed...

"Young Madam?" Seeing her pause, Takagi also paused, turning his head and calling tentatively.

"Help me prepare towels and hot water." Song Yan narrowed his eyes, quickly recovered his thoughts, walked to the edge of the bed, pulled a chair, put the medicine box on the chair, and started to prepare. Open the medicine cabinet.

Gao Mu obediently followed her orders. After all, it was related to Tang Munian's physical condition, and he would not be sloppy at all.

Taking out the thermometer, putting it in Tang Munian's mouth, touching his skin, his whole body was terribly hot, burning like a raging fire. Song Yan stared at his weak and pale face, breathing unconsciously.

When she left, he was fine, why did he become like this after one night?
Tang Munian lay quietly on the bed, his slender and thick eyelashes were folded together like a woman's, his resolute and angular face was slightly tense, even when he was lying unconscious on the bed, a pair of sword eyebrows unconsciously wrinkled Together, the expression on the face, although not very expressive, still has a slight look of pain, as if what kind of torment is being suffered in the body.

It is difficult to connect this picture of him with no thorns or sharp edges with the violent him in normal times. Now he is more like a child that people can't help but want to take care of.

Thinking of this, Song Yan suddenly laughed at himself, the child you want to take care of?

If he knew what she was thinking now, he would probably be furious.

Gao Mu quickly brought over hot water and towels, and Song Yan saw that he didn't have much to do, so he said, "It's time to work now, you go to the company, just leave it to me here."

Hearing that she was able to take the initiative to say this, Takagi couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Originally, he saw that it was time for work, but Tang Munian was unconscious for a long time. If Tang Munian was not here, he had to go to the company to deal with some things, but due to Song Yan and Tang Munian's current stiff relationship has never known how to speak up. Fortunately, she is really a considerate and thoughtful person who thinks about things rationally.

"Then...Young Madam, I'll go to the company first." Takagi glanced at her tentatively, "Mr. Tang... I will trouble you."

"Yeah." Song Yan responded lightly, without thinking much, soaked the towel in hot water, picked it up, wrung it dry, and put it on Tang Munian's forehead.

Seeing that she can take care of Mr. Tang so carefully and thoughtfully, Takagi is relieved. Although the relationship between the two is now tense, she will not take advantage of this opportunity when Mr. Tang is in a coma to retaliate wantonly.

Takagi has known her for a long time, and her character can still be guaranteed.

Soon, Gao Mu withdrew and left, only Song Yan and the unconscious Tang Munian were left in the room.

Song Yan didn't stop for a moment. After hearing Gao Mu say that the gauze on Tang Munian's body was torn off, she opened the quilt to check his arm, and it was indeed the case.

Without thinking too much, she can probably guess that after she left, the man probably got angry and tore off the gauze directly, causing the wound that would have healed in a short time to become infected, red and swollen, and the wound was obvious There are signs of decay.

This kind of person, no matter how long it has been in the past, always has this attitude of either abusing others or self-abuse, which is really helpless.

Sighing lightly, Song Yan took out a series of things such as disinfectant, wound medicine, gauze, etc. from the medicine box, and cleaned his wound again, reduced swelling, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

After doing all this, he took out the thermometer in his mouth and looked at it. Song Yan felt a headache all over his body. He had a fever of 41 degrees. Does he still want to live?

No wonder he fell into a coma directly.

Immediately afterwards, seeing his burning appearance, Song Yan gave him medicine and injections, busy without stopping for a moment.

After finally finishing all the work, the hour hand had already pointed to ten o'clock in the morning, she took a long breath, sat down on the edge of the bed, and carefully observed Tang Munian's situation.

While waiting, time passed slowly, Tang Munian on the bed hadn't woken up yet, when the doorbell rang.

Song Yan, who was in a trance, came back to her senses immediately. When she heard the doorbell, she frowned suspiciously, and suddenly, she stood up and walked out.

The door opened, and there were several policemen in police uniforms outside.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Song?" One of them asked when she saw her open the door.

Song Yan nodded, "I am."

"That's right." The policeman said tactfully, "I wonder if you were kidnapped last night? Or did you get into a taxi and got hijacked?"

Hearing what he said, Song Yan understood why they came here, and the previous scenes flashed in his mind again, his heart was slightly cold, and he still felt terrified.

Even so, she nodded and admitted what happened last night.

"The prisoner said that you were rescued by Mr. Tang Munian last night, can you both go to the police station together?" said the policeman, "We have arrested the prisoner and now I would like to ask you to go to the police station to record your statements. Is it convenient for you now?"

Hearing that the prisoner had been arrested, Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Last night after Tang Munian knocked the man unconscious, the two left. Later, they both had wounds on their bodies, so they didn't pay much attention to the prisoner. After thinking about it, it was very inappropriate. When I wanted to call the police again, I felt it was too late, so I had to give up.

"Tang Munian is not feeling well right now, and he is in a coma. Let me go with you." Knowing that making a statement is nothing, Song Yan could accept it calmly.

Now she has also dealt with Tang Munian, and when he wakes up, he will order some things and take some medicine. Generally speaking, there is no big problem, and he can leave for a while with peace of mind.

"Okay." The policeman nodded, "Then please come with us."

Turning around and packing up his things, seeing that Tang Munian still hadn't woken up, Song Yan had no choice but to leave with the police.

**
When he came to the police station, Song Yan was surprised to see a man who shouldn't be here - Fu Hanshen.

He sat lazily in the top chair, talking from time to time, while the forehead of the policeman who was sitting opposite him was sweating from time to time, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment while taking notes.

Looking at it from her angle, I can see that his face has clear lines, sharply cut facial features, covered with stern tones, a straight nose bridge, which is just right and good-looking, deep and long eyelashes without a trace of emotion, indifferent thin lips slightly opened and closed , the broken short ink hair has a sense of deep and stable, and there is a noble and inviolable temperament of a superior person condensed all over his body.

Song Yan was slowly brought to sit next to him by the police, and looked at him strangely and suspiciously.

Fu Hanshen noticed her coming, but he was not at all surprised that she appeared here, as if he had expected it long ago, his deep eyes glanced at her lightly, his thin lips were lightly pursed, and he didn't say anything to her, as if I glanced at a person who had nothing to do with me, indifferent and deep.

It's just that he clearly looked at her with indifferent eyes, but why did she find it strange?
This is different from the weirdness after the previous oolongs, but what is the strangeness, she can't tell, it's just a feeling.

The police quickly finished his notes, then stood up and nodded at him repeatedly, with sweat profuse on his forehead, faintly rolling down, his expression was very nervous, and even his tone was cautiously respectful, "Boss Fu, you The record has been prepared."

With a faint "um", he lazily stood up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned around and walked out haughtily and straightly, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even mean to say hello to Song Yan, completely unfamiliar as if he didn't recognize her at all .

Song Yan wanted to be the first to say hello, but he completely classified himself as an invisible person, and didn't even give her a chance to speak, just walked out without seeing her, and suddenly felt like a monk Zhang Er, who couldn't figure it out. .

But it's only been a few days since I saw her, so he doesn't recognize her?

Is memory so bad?
"Miss Song." The policeman's voice pulled her back from her thoughts, "Please tell me what happened at that time."

Turning around, ignoring Fu Hanshen's attitude for the time being, Song Yan nodded, "Okay."

**
After recording the transcript, when Song Yan was about to get up and leave, he heard the police officer who had taken the transcript for Fu Hanshen whisper to his companions, "What is the origin of this President Fu? Even our deputy director is so careful to serve tea and respect. The background is not so big! When I took notes for him, I was so stressed that I broke out in a cold sweat, especially when he was taking notes, his voice and attitude made me want to lose every minute. I have the urge to run away, and I always think that if I accidentally ask some questions that shouldn't be asked, will I lose my job!"

"It's not just the deputy chief serving tea and water with respect?" Another policeman next to him whispered, "Even our chief will take the initiative to say hello when he sees him. I know he has a lot of background and has done a lot in the past. Big things, few people know exactly what big things they have done, only the superiors and high-ranking officials know, you just need to know not to offend him, the rest is better not to ask, the director and the deputy director strictly ordered not to discuss anything about him. "

"Looking at it like this, he was definitely not an ordinary citizen before."

"Hey, no matter how good it is, now it's just a group of bosses. The director and deputy director respect him, but it has nothing to do with us..."

Hearing what the two said, Song Yan suddenly couldn't help asking, "Excuse me, what is he doing here?"

Although the conversation between the two policemen didn't interest her very much, she was really curious about this question.

Although she didn't know much about Fu Hanshen's bad temper and gloomy vigor, she had experienced it before. If it was such an incredible person that even the director and the deputy director respected him, would he still need to come here to take notes?
Most importantly, is it usually possible to invite him?
The policeman who was questioned gave her a strange look and asked, "Don't you know?"

"...?"

Song Yan was confused.

"The prisoner who kidnapped you was called by Mr. Fu, and the deputy bureau was arrested!" said the policeman, "This case can be solved, he must have some credit!"

But they had no way of knowing why he himself suddenly appeared before the police and asked them to make a statement.

Anyway, a weirdo.

Even the deputy director said so!

**
It didn't take long to make the record. When he came out of the police station, Song Yan felt melancholy in his heart. What he didn't expect was that Fu Hanshen would report to the police.

She thought about the phone in the taxi...

Outside the police station, unexpectedly, Fu Hanshen was still there.

Sensing a tall body fixed in front of him, Song Yan raised his eyes, and what caught his eyes was his haughty and generous back, with one sleeve in his trouser pocket, his whole body was heroic and unfathomable.

He seemed to be waiting for something, so he didn't leave first.

Frowning, Song Yan paced to his side, seeing that he hadn't left for a long time, she pursed her lips, she had no choice but to speak first, and turned her head to ask him, "You called me before, what's the matter?"

She really didn't understand why he just happened to call her at that time.

"It's nothing." His tone was light, a little cold, his eyes were as deep as ink, and his eyes were as indifferent as ever, as if he treated a stranger normally.

Inexplicably, Song Yan felt that he was deliberately distanced from him, and even his tone showed a sense of alienation.

Did she provoke him again?
But ask yourself, she hasn't seen him since that night in the hospital, how could she provoke him?

"I heard it was you who called the police, thank you." Looking away from him, Song Yan stood beside him and said truthfully, "Otherwise, I don't know when that scumbag will be arrested and how many people will be arrested He suffered."

Hearing that she can say this without any scruples, a man like Fu Hanshen, who is so thoughtful and deep, can easily understand from her words that nothing really happened to her that night. was frightened.

But unfortunately, the man who rescued her from the fire and water was not him...

Thinking of this, Fu Hanshen frowned subconsciously, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened. Could it be him who saved her from the fire or not? What does it have to do with him?
Why does he pay attention to such trivial things?
The hand in the trouser pocket secretly pinched the button he picked up, and was hesitating whether to give it to her now, but Song Yan asked first, "Also, thank you last time when I fell asleep. , Send me back to the hospital, I..."

"Where did you come up with so much nonsense?" Suddenly, Fu Han looked at her sideways, his eyes were deep and impatient, and unconsciously exuded a force of deterrence, like a boundless abyss, glanced up and down He glanced at her and frowned, "These are things that have passed for a long time, there is no need to bring them up again."

One mouthful of "thank you" inexplicably made him unhappy, and it didn't please his ears.

The corner of Song Yan's mouth twitched. Has it been a long time since these things happened?

She is a knowledgeable person. Since she saw that he was too lazy to listen, she stopped talking and asked instead, "Are you busy today?"

In the past, he had strictly counted his time, but today he was so leisurely going to the police station to record a statement. No matter how you think about it, it is not his cold and arrogant style.

Hearing her talking about these two insignificant things, Fu Hanshen became even more impatient, and said in a cold tone, "Busy, I'm very busy."

"..."

After leaving this sentence, he stretched his long legs, took out his phone and ordered in a low voice, "Drive the car over here."

Soon afterward, Shi Heng parked the car beside him, stretched out his knuckle fingers, his slender and beautiful fingers unscrewed the doorknob, bent over and sat in.

Seeing that he was so inexplicably angry, and left without saying a word for no reason, Song Yan stood still, his whole head was in a daze, completely unaware of what kind of emotion he was suddenly having.

Although there was no sign of anger in his tone, she could vaguely feel that he was unhappy, from heart to body, from the inside out.

Did she say something inappropriate to offend him?

What a man who is completely, strangely incomprehensible...

The car started to leave. Shi Heng saw the man in the back seat with a tense face. He seemed to see a cloud of black air coming out of the man's head. He didn't dare to say a word immediately, and kept his mouth shut, not wanting to cause trouble, so as not to cause more trouble. If the boss is not happy, he is the one who ends up badly.

Sitting upright in his seat, Fu Hanshen reached out and took out the button that was twisted in his fingers, staring at it, frowning tightly, his handsome and three-dimensional face was filled with a faint hostility and puzzlement, and he couldn't tell what it was like. What a strange mood, the beautiful thin lips are pursed into a graceful arc, and the deep eyes are secretive.

He thought that he didn't like to collect other people's buttons, and what's more, he had something to love about this kind of ordinary buttons. It was just a button, so he just gave it back to her?

But, why is it so difficult to speak up proactively, disturbing his mind?
His face was gloomy and gloomy, with a hint of hostility filling his brows, his handsome and three-dimensional facial features seemed to be covered with a thick layer of haze, Fu Hanshen suddenly put the button in his palm again, clenched it secretly, sinking deep like Yuan's eyes.

Because she went to the nightclub and was seen by him, for a moment she mistakenly thought that she was looking for him for something, so it was fine to call her uncontrollably, and even felt that she was not the one who showed up when she needed it. The person who rescued her made him feel inexplicably unbearable and gloomy, and now he can hardly return even a single button...

This kind of behavior that was completely inconsistent with himself made him even more restless.

What madness?
**
When Tang Munian woke up, the first thing he saw when he opened his eyelids was that he was lying in the room, not the sofa in the living room.

The whole body is still very weak and weak, the strength of the body seems to be overdrawn, it is crispy and soft, and the head is still abnormally chaotic, so confused that the thoughts are messy, and it is so heavy that it makes people sleepy.

Sitting up with his arms propped up, he shook his head vigorously, only to realize that a towel had fallen from his forehead. The temperature of the towel was increased by his body temperature, and it exuded a scorching heat at this moment.

It was only now that I slowly realized that the wound on his arm had been treated again.

Turning his stiff and chaotic eyes slightly, he stared sideways at the medicine box placed in the chair next to him, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt a strange feeling that he couldn't even express himself.

Generally speaking, it's that kind of peace of mind...

Looking at everything that happened, even without thinking too much, he could conclude that the woman had been there.

His eyes were closed, and there was a faint curve at the corner of his pale mouth. He was just about to lift the quilt and try to force himself out of bed, when someone outside heard the movement in the room and rushed in hastily.

"Mu Nian?!"

The woman's voice of joy and surprise sounded.

Hearing this voice, Tang Munian's body froze as he supported the bed and was about to get up. Slowly, he raised his eyes in disbelief, and there was a sinister and hostile look in his eyes that should not be underestimated.

Like fire, like ice, at the moment when he saw the woman at the door, it was like what he thought was disintegrating, collapsing, and destroying in an instant, his heart fell heavily, it was an indescribable loss at that moment.

With a taut and handsome face, there was a smear of anger flowing out of the sky, and his deep and hoarse voice, full of deep and terrifying breath, asked, "Why are you?!"

(End of this chapter)