Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

As soon as the servant saw the condition of the season warmth, he was surprised. Someone rushed over to help the season warmth up with Sister Chen, and someone turned to make a hasty phone call.

His hands and feet were chaotic, the telephone over there had just been connected, and Ji Wen woke up. Leaning in Chen's arms, she frowned, raised her hand and rubbed her forehead. At the same time, he heard the servant say to the telephone: “Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo just fainted and fell down the stairs. When can you come back...”

Seasonal warmth said, turning his eyes immediately: “Don't call him back, I'm fine. ”

Her voice was light, but the maid paused because of her words, then hesitated and walked over with the phone.

“Ma'am, Mr. Mo asked me to give you the phone...”

Season warmed up and picked up his hand and put the phone in his ear.

The man on the other end of the phone's voice whispered casually, but with the usual indifference, it sounded chilly: “What, you can't even do the most basic healthy lifestyle, besides a cold fever, walk to make yourself crippled? ”

Seasonal warmth didn't expect him to come back. Besides, she just got a little dark in front of her, but when she heard that, she was thrown a cool heart.

“I'm not trying to make you come back. I was just careless. The maid cared too much for me, so I made a big deal out of it. You don't have to mind. But the Imperial Garden is our home. Are you planning on never returning? ”

The deep tone of Mo Jing is not surprising and it is completely impossible to speculate on his emotions: “I can see that you like the place, the property ownership of the imperial park has been transferred to your name. This property alone will suffice to nourish the second half of your life and will not repeat your life of displacement. ”

Of course she won't have that life anymore, she'll have her own job, she'll have her own life to support.

Seasonal Warm doesn't really have much energy to get into these things that are not important to her. She held her phone tightly and repeatedly asked: “Are you really not going back to the house? ”

No answer.

Mo Jingshen hung up the phone directly.

There was a cold and icy break in the phone. Season warm listened for half a day. It seemed as if he could not be sure if he had really hung up the phone. It also seemed as if he didn't believe that he had suddenly hung up the phone and didn't even say a word to her.

“Mrs. Mo...”

Sister-in-law Chen and the maid tried to lift her up, but Ji Wen sat on the floor and looked down at the phone that the screen had gone dark.

“I'm fine, I just fell.” Ji Wen gently pushed away Sister-in-law Chen's hands: “If I can get up myself, you can do whatever you want. ”

“Ma'am, can I help you to sit at the table?” Sister Chen asked softly.

The season warmed up and nodded, until Sister Chen lifted her up, she didn't feel that dizziness again,.

After holding her to the table, Sister Chen suddenly raised her hand and touched her forehead: “When I helped you, I felt hot on you through your sleeves. Did you catch a cold? Shall I call a doctor? ”

“It's okay, it's just a little rain. It's not that bad. I'll just have some brown sugar ginger tea that you just made. ”

……

The man stood in a clear and cold office, his long legs walked away, not slowly walking to the floor window, there was no half-star moonlight in the sky during the rainy night, and through the window, he could feel the turbulent cold falling in the solid color of the office full of information documents.

When Qin Shiting received the call, he just left work at the hospital. He saw the call from Mo Jingshen and picked it up directly.

The man on the other end of the phone has a low voice and a clean voice: “Find a doctor who is similar to you in medical ethics and medicine and go to the Imperial Garden to see the season warmth. ”

Qin Shiting was just about to open the door and paused: “What's wrong with her? You don't want me to go there myself? ”

“You don't have to go. Send someone she doesn't know. ”

It was obvious to hear that he was not going to let Ji Wen know that he had sent the doctor. Qin Shiting frowned and wanted to ask him what this meant, but the phone had been hung up.

……

Seasonal Warm had just had dinner. She was drinking ginger tea with brown sugar cooked for her by Sister Chen. Her face looked slightly redder when she was warm. She also had some sweat on her body, and the doctor came suddenly.

“Who called the doctor?” Seasonal warmth.

“I just called Miss Feng Ling. Miss Feng Ling said she asked Dr. Qin, as if Dr. Qin had said he was not in Haicheng for the past few days, so sent their hospital colleagues.” Sister-in-law Chen told Ji Wen everything she heard on the phone.

Ji Wen glanced at the doctor and smiled politely at her. She nodded when Dr. Qin told her to come.

Seasonal warming sickness is not serious, that is, these days have not been well rested, there is always not much to eat, the physical condition is in a period of fatigue, plus the rain some signs of cold fever, nothing else is wrong, is to take cold pills and antipyretics, rest more, drink more hot water, eat more to maintain strength.

She herself understood that Chen was relieved when she heard the doctor said there was nothing wrong.

Until the doctor left, Sister-in-law Chen ordered Season Warm to take a good hot bath. Season Warm went to take a good bath. After taking the medicine, she went back to the bedroom to sleep. However, when she turned herself over in bed, she looked at the other side of the empty bed and reached out and touched the bed twice.

It's been a long, long time without the deep smell of ink and the deep temperature of ink.

When she was really cared for, a little headache and fever could be held as if she were a sick and vulnerable porcelain doll. She couldn't help but hold her hand in her hand. Now she couldn't get sick at all, but any physical condition, in his view, was her despicable plan to bring him back.

Was her image so deeply ingrained in his heart as a means to an end?

How enthusiastic and happy I was when I was deeply embraced with Mo Jing, all of this suddenly disappeared, and then how cold and clean I was.

Want to give up, want to leave.

She asked herself, did she really decide to just give up?

She knows what kind of man Mo Jingdeep has been for so long, but whatever he does, he's bound to have his reasons.

But what is the reason why a man who isn't even afraid to die pushes her away at once?

Seasonal warmth sucked a somewhat panicked nose, it was not too early. Although she had a headache, she was not sleepy. She sat up in bed, stared at the white wall under the wall lamp, and could not sleep for a long time.

I have a lot of work to do in the studio tomorrow and I have to go to sleep.

She rubbed her head, turned around and flipped in the drawer to find only two or three boxes of sleeping pills, which she bought while dreaming of being here the previous season.

Watching the medicine not expire, I got up and poured a glass of water, took a sleeping pill and lay down again.