Chapter 901

He looked down at her red eyes, the voice is very light way: "you also know sad."

The meaning of his sentence is somewhat unclear.

Ronan still felt aggrieved at the beginning, drooping her long and thick eyelashes. Her muscles were still tight, and she didn't seem to relax and resist.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her pale face for a while, then sighed slightly. He held her gently and said in a low voice: "luonanchu, you have a fever."

She was cold, but her forehead was hot and she was covered with cold sweat.

Ronan didn't speak at first.

Have you got a fever?

She doesn't know.

How can you have a fever?

She just felt a pain in her head.

She doesn't want to see him at all now. She just wants to stay quietly for a while. Fu Tingyuan's appearance in front of her makes her a little unbearable.

How can there be such a hateful man, so small-minded, in addition to knowing how to bully her? She felt sad, and the cold sweat came out of her body layer by layer. Lornan gave him a push: "I really want to sleep."

She's really upset right now.

The existence of this person made her feel painful.

Luo Nanchu's body heavy, is Fu Tingyuan took the blanket from the bed to cover her body, the other party directly picked her up from the bed and walked out the door.

It's a bit chilly in London at night.

Ronan shivered in his arms for the first time, shivering in the cold.

Her brows were frowned from beginning to end, showing a kind of haggard endurance.

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there are not many people in private hospitals.

Luonan first took his temperature, then Fu Tingyuan carried him to the infusion area to hang water.

She had a slight fever, curled up in his arms and shivered all the time.

When a bottle of water has been hung up, lornan's mind is just a little sober.

She raised her head from the blanket and looked at Fu Tingyuan, who was sitting on the bench holding her. The man seemed to notice her sight and opened his eyes slowly.

His black pupils, in the light showed a bit of unpredictable quiet.

Such a cold and alienated Fu Tingyuan

She slowly retracted her eyes, some powerless to hook the corner of his lips, drowsy against his chest.

When the last bottle of water was left, Fu Tingyuan's mobile phone in his pocket rang. He picked it up and took a look. It was Lu Mingyou who called.

Ronan turned her head and looked at the name on his mobile phone screen. Her breath stopped a little. She felt the pain in her heart like a needle hole reappeared again. She couldn't bear to take back her sight and buried her face in his chest.

Fu Tingyuan didn't answer the phone. He just let the mobile phone ring there. The ring was like a magic sound in his brain. Luo Nanchu never felt that the ring was so intolerable.

Her temper came up, raised a hand to grab Fu Tingyuan's mobile phone, mercilessly hit the ground.

"Pa!" The battery fell out and the sound was quiet.

Luonan looked at the mobile phone which was separated in two parts on the ground. She was at a loss for a moment. Then she closed her eyes slightly and broke free from Fu Tingyuan's arms. She pulled out the needle and rushed out of the hospital in silence.

Fu Tingyuan followed her, reaching for her hand after she was about to rush out of the hospital.

Ronan stood where he was and looked at him.

Her eyes were already red, and she would not cry. In the dark light, her face was pale, almost without a trace of blood.