Chapter 763： "Enough Mo Shichen, don't touch her again."

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He nodded quickly and answered.

But before speaking, I heard a hoarse and weak voice that was so unpleasant, "Brother."

brother?

Is this woman calling wrong?

But he didn't have time to think about what she had called him because she had called the wrong phone, because the woman's voice at that end was obviously abnormal, and Mo Shichen frowned. "Are you sick?"

Wen Min's brain was dull, and he didn't even hear the man over there ... In fact, he didn't pay attention to what he said. He just said what he said, "Brother, are you still in the company when you go home? Can you come to my house? I seem to have a cold and I feel dizzy. "

Mo Shichen has stood up, "Are you at home?"

The call was hung up.

Wen Heng tossed the phone aside, and the thought of getting up passed by, and soon she was confused and chaotic. When her brother came, she would not talk. She did n’t eat for a day, and she basically had no strength.

I have a headache and dizziness. I don't know if I'm awake or asleep. My mind is full of paste and I don't have the ability to think.

When the doorbell rang, she thought it was an illusion.

It didn't pull her back to reality until it rang for five minutes.

She leaned out and touched the light, and it took a while for her eyes to adjust to the dazzling light. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed without shoes. She shook her body and turned on the lights all the way to the entrance.

When the door opened, Mo Shichen became anxious because there was no one in the room.

Is the illness very serious? In the morning, it just looks a little tired and aloof. When I call, I don't even know who I'm talking to ... Is it already unconscious now?

He took out his mobile phone from his body and just prepared to call Kangding directly to let him find out the contact information of the apartment property. The front door opened suddenly. Before he could see what the person in front looked like, he saw her. The body shook, then tilted aside.

Mo Shichen reflexively, stepped forward and hugged her.

For almost an instant, he felt that her body was hot as if she was about to take off hot air, her throat tightened, and her heart shrank, "Wen!"

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Mo Shichen didn't hesitate to hold her horizontally and strode into the elevator.

The wind was cold outside, and Wen Ling had only the thinest nightdress, arms, below the knees, neck and chest collarbone, all exposed in the air. When the wind blew, they shivered.

When Mo Shichen came out of the apartment building, she felt her instinct shrinking. Then she noticed how thin she was at the moment. She was distressed for a while, but it was unrealistic to return to her apartment. He did n’t even know the password, even if It takes too much time to get clothes.

He stepped into the car quickly, and the driver looked at him as he strode towards the unconscious woman, and quickly got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat for him. He couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mo, what happened to Miss Wen. "

"Drive and go to the hospital."

"Ok."

The car started quickly and drove to the hospital.

Mo Shichen took off her cashmere coat and wrapped her tightly, but after a while, she felt that the material of the coat was not skin-friendly. She turned and turned over, and turned out a spare blanket. He put the coat on. Take off, wrap her in a blanket, and put on a coat.

The car is also heated, so it will not be frozen anymore.

He reached out and touched the woman's forehead, and it turned out to be hotter than his body.

He held her in his arms, fingers kept stroking her delicate and hot face, and his mood was complicated. It was like pinching his throat and breathing difficulties, but from morning to night, how did she get sick like this?

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Five minutes after Mo Shichen ’s car left Wen Yan ’s apartment, Wen Han ’s car stopped in that parking space.

Wen Ye's phone didn't go through all day. If it wasn't for Shen Yu to make sure she was home in the morning, he might come to see if he couldn't reach anyone in the afternoon. Thinking that she has been busy with work and not taking a good rest for the last few days. When I went to Mo Shichen, he might not have slept. He might have slept so he didn't answer the phone.

But it was dark until evening, and she still didn't answer the phone, he was a little worried.

By the time he arrived at the hospital, Mo Shichen had asked the doctor to do a full body examination for her, asked where the ward was, and hurriedly walked without even knocking on the door. He saw the woman lying in the bed with his back to his back. He stood tall and followed the doctor in a white coat.

"This lady should be suffering from the cold and wind. I haven't been able to take a good rest during the recent stress period. My body and spirit are relatively depleted. The foundation is already weak. I can't stand the side effects of taking the pill. These factors add up to this disease. When you get up, you are more seriously ill, but do n’t worry too much. There is no major problem. After the fever has subsided, you will recover after a rest and recuperate. She should be very healthy.

Mo Shichen's handsome face was so cold that he was covered with a layer of hoarfrost when he heard the first half of the words. He seemed to hear the latter half, but he didn't hear anything.

The doctor urged two more words. After the nurse registered the drip, she went out together.

Quietness was restored in the ward.

Mo Shichen lowered his eyes and looked at the person in the hospital bed.

She should be rarely sick, at least since he saw her, he rarely saw her so fragile, lying quietly, no movement except breathing, obviously fever, but no blood on his lips.

Sometimes, the more healthy a person is, the sooner they fall down, the more they fall sick.

Do you allow yourself to fall ill until the matter is temporarily resolved?

It's like knowing someone's here before you are allowed to pass out.

He walked over two steps, reaching out to touch her face.

But before her fingertips touched her skin, a warm, indifferent voice sounded behind her, "Enough Mo Shichen, don't touch her again."

The voice dropped, and his left shoulder was pressed with a hand, holding him back two steps.

Mo Shichen turned around and looked at the men who were almost the same height as him, facing each other invisibly.

Wen Hanxuan usually appears lazy and lazy on most occasions. He is not serious and serious. He hangs two or three points to follow the trend. Rarely, he is as indifferent as he is now. Grandpa Mo, you are past. "

Compared with Wen Hanyu's almost sharp and aggressive coldness, Mo Shichen looks much more peaceful and indifferent, although the outline of his face is much tighter than usual. "I won't go to her, Wen Shao, she is now sick with a sickness Falling in his apartment. "

Wen Han laughed, mocking and drowning his eyebrows. "You won't go to her, she won't get sick at all," he looked at the opposite man's lips becoming more and more severe. "No one can't give her love, or he won't There is no love, but the ghosts have to stay. "