Bone Erosion

Chapter 22 The young master is really sick

"I'm fine, leave me alone." Fu Jingchen pushed her away forcefully, walked back to the room with a little unsteady footsteps, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, the pain in his body was far less than the pain in his heart, it turned out that he was loved by him It was so uncomfortable to hurt someone with bad words. Thinking of the harm he inflicted on her back then, he regretted it too much.

He finally knew how sad and desperate she was when she was hurt by him.

"Master, do you want to call the doctor?" The maid stood at the door and asked worriedly.

"No need, just take care of Madam." Fu Jingchen closed his eyes and said lightly.

"Okay." The maid gently closed the door and came to the master bedroom. Qiao Anran was sitting on a chair by the window, basking in the sun, gently stroking her stomach with her palms, feeling the miraculous and shocking fetal movement, she My child is seven months old, and they will be able to meet each other in more than two months.

There was a soft and charming smile on her face, and only at this time would she feel a little happier.

"Ma'am." The maid walked over gently, looking at her hesitantly.

"Didn't I tell you not to call me Madam, I'm not your Madam." Qiao Anran's expression darkened suddenly, and she said with displeasure.

The maid rubbed her palms hesitantly, and after a while, she finally couldn't help but said, "I don't know what conflicts you have with the young master, but the young master's body immunity has dropped a lot in the past six months, and he gets sick very easily. He didn't deal with his arm injury last night, and he smoked a lot, he..."

Qiao Anran interrupted her with a cold tone: "Don't tell me, he is sick." She has been with that man for ten years, and his health has always been very good. She rarely sees him sick. Try tricks on her, she won't fall for it.

Seeing the sarcastic expression on her face, the maid was very anxious: "It's true, the young master is really sick, he has a high fever."

Qiao Anran sneered: "He's sick, what do you want me to do, I'm not a doctor." Sure enough, this despicable man.

"The young master locked himself in the room and refused to go to the hospital, and he refused to let me find a doctor. Ma'am, go and persuade him. If this continues, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive." The maid said anxiously.

Qiao Anran was stunned for a moment, then smiled happily, and clapped her hands: "Go and tell him that he died of illness, and I will definitely set off firecrackers to celebrate."

She wanted him to die for a long time.

The maid's face suddenly turned green. She came here to persuade the young master to see a doctor, not to provoke him.

"I want to kiss the sun, don't bother me here, go out." He was too naive to try to gain sympathy with bitterness, did he think that she was still the stupid woman who couldn't live without him half a year ago?

She is really cold-blooded. She injured the young master with a knife last night. Now that he is so ill, she even cursed him to die soon.

The maid felt sorry for her, and she didn't dare to persuade her any more, so she hurriedly withdrew, anxious in her heart, what should I do now.

Qiao Anran leaned on the back of the chair, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the lively yard outside the window. The maid said just now that his body immunity has declined significantly in the past six months, and he is prone to getting sick. It must not be true. He has always had Exercising, the body is in good health, how can the immunity drop as soon as it is said, it must be lying to her.

She clenched her fists tightly, stood up abruptly, and went to see what tricks he was trying to play.

(End of this chapter)