Chapter 100

"Thirsty..."

Fu Tingyuan stood up and fed her water.

Outside the window, there was a slight dew in the morning, and it was already light.

Luonan opened his eyes and saw Fu Tingyuan standing by the window. He held a glass of water in his hand and looked at her calmly: "do you want more?"

A trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she turned her head into the quilt.

Fu Tingyuan went to hold her wrist and was about to pull out the needle. However, Luo Nanchu suddenly took back her hand like an electric shock. The needle was crooked, and a bag was obviously bulging on the back of her hand. Fu Tingyuan went to grab her hand, and she was still hiding. When his face was cold, he directly put his hand on her wrist, quickly pulled out the needle and watched "Afraid of pain?" he asked coldly? Not afraid of pain now? "

Luonan pursed his lips and did not say a word. He wanted to take his hand out of his palm. Fu Tingyuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he clasped her wrist in the palm. Luo Nan was cruel and wanted to pull his hand away. Because of the struggle, the blood from the vein on the back of his hand suddenly gushed out, which seemed to be shocking.

A trace of anger flashed in Fu Tingyuan's eyes. He put his hand on her wrist and pressed him on the bed. He approached her face. "Luonanchu, stop it a little bit!"

"Don't touch me," she said with resistance. "Don't touch me...!"

The housekeeper heard the news from the door. He came in and saw the scene in the room. He was a little panicked. He came to him and said, "Mr. Fu, Miss Luo is still having a fever. Don't hurt her!"

Fu Tingyuan slightly stupefied for a moment, subconsciously released his hand, Luonan at the beginning of the slender wrist has left a circle of blue and purple grip marks.

At the beginning, Luo Nan's eyes curled up from the bed.

Some of his emotions are out of control.

Always calm, in the last night began to fall apart, until now has not been able to recover as usual.

He closed his eyes, calmed his breath, and endured the boiling emotion in his chest.

Seeing Fu Tingyuan get out of the way, the housekeeper rushed in. Seeing that Luo Nan Chu was still bleeding on the back of her hand, he quickly pressed the alcohol cotton on her hand, and gently advised him, "Miss Luo, press on, your hand is still bleeding."

Ronan initially raised his other hand and pressed it on his hand, pursing his lips. He was stubborn.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her face and frowned again. The housekeeper was afraid that he would quarrel with luonanchu again. He turned around and said in a low voice, "Mr. Fu, I'll watch here. Breakfast is ready. Go downstairs and have dinner

"Well."

Fu Tingyuan withdrew his eyes and answered. He walked out slowly and heard the housekeeper's voice over there.

"Miss Luo, Mr. Fu is not in a good mood. Don't try to get tough with him "

" it's very important for you. I'll give you the medicine later. You're still burning. Go to sleep again

Fu Tingyuan turned his head and looked at Luo Nanchu, who was curled up on the bed. From his point of view, he could only see her drooping eyebrows and pursed lips.

He took back his sight and went downstairs.

Soon, the housekeeper also came down,

"Mr. Fu, Miss Luo has fallen asleep." Looking at Fu Tingyuan's slightly tired look, he knew that he had not slept all night, so he asked in a low voice, "would you like a driver to drive you to the company later?"

Fu Tingyuan drinks coffee and shakes his head. He looks gloomy inside, which makes people dare not say much.