Zhu Yilan could have waited for Fu Jichen to come out before calling him, but she couldn't control her emotions and rashly came to the third floor to find out.
The door was not closed, and she could clearly see the man she cared about, his fingers gently caressing the other woman's cheek. Even if the atmosphere surrounding the two of them is wrong, it cannot erase the fact that they are intimate.
So, who is the contraceptive pill she bought for? It seems that she doesn’t need to think too much, the answer is right in front of her.
Zhu Yilan's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand.
When Fu Jichen came out, she secretly took a few breaths before she found her voice and said calmly: "Mr. Chen, do you think the dinner date with Mr. Tan is at noon or in the evening?"
Fu Jichen adjusted the metal strap of his watch and glanced at the time, which was half past ten.
"At noon."
"Okay, I'll get back to Mr. Tan right away."
The conversation between the two gradually faded away with their footsteps. Shen Jianian moved from the sofa to the bed, got under the quilt and covered her head. She was a little hungry, but she ignored it and fell asleep listening to the chirping of birds outside the window.
Going down to the first floor, Fu Jichen stopped Zhou Rongzhen who was about to go to the kitchen: "Prepare a breakfast and send it to her room."
Zhou Rongzhen knew who this "she" was referring to, so she nodded and said, "Hey, right away."
Zhou Rongzhen didn't bother the chef at home. According to Shen Jianian's taste, she cooked a bowl of light chicken soup dragon noodles and brought it to the third floor.
The door was open. Zhou Rongzhen stood outside and knocked twice: "Miss Shen, I'm in."
The person who had just fallen asleep was woken up, and his stomach suddenly turned upside down. Before he could respond, he threw off the quilt, ran to the bathroom barefoot, and lay down by the sink to vomit.
Hearing the unusual noise, Zhou Rongzhen didn't care too much and went directly into her room.
The sound of retching came from the bathroom, so clearly that it felt uncomfortable to hear it.
Zhou Rongzhen quickly put down what she was holding and went over to check the situation.
"What's going on?" Zhou Rongzhen frowned with a worried look on her face. She supported Shen Jianian, who was standing unsteadily, with one hand and gently stroked her back with the other, trying to make her feel a little more comfortable. "Did you eat something bad?"
The problem is that she didn't eat anything in the morning. If it was last night, she couldn't have reacted until now.
Shen Jianian raised her face, and Zhou Rongzhen saw clearly that her face, which was hidden by her hair, was frighteningly pale, and her forehead and temples were sweating, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Zhou Rongzhen asked with concern.
Shen Jianian covered his abdomen with his palms, shook his head, and couldn't explain: "Dizziness, nausea, stomach pain... It seems to be the stomach, but it doesn't seem to be the stomach."
For ordinary ailments and pains, Zhou Rongzhen can give medication suggestions based on experience. She has never encountered this kind of situation before, so she didn't dare to mess around. She helped Shen Jia Nian lie down on the bed and hurried downstairs to find her husband.
Seeing no one in the living room, Zhou Rongzhen asked the cleaning servant: "Where is sir?"
"I just left with Secretary Zhu."
Zhou Rongzhen couldn't make up her mind, so she called Fu Jichen from her home phone. After a few rings, the call came through: "What's wrong?"
Zhou Rongzhen said: "Ms. Shen is not feeling well. She is dizzy, vomiting, and has a stomachache. I see a lot of sweat on her face. She must be in severe pain."
Not long after the car left Rose Manor, Fu Jichen ended the call and said to the driver, "Turn around and go back."
Qu Mo and Zhu Yilan were both puzzled.
Fu Jichen repeated it again and again: "Go back to Rose Manor."
Qu Mo no longer hesitated, turned the steering wheel and returned along the way he came. Not long after, we drove into the black carved iron gate of Rose Manor and slowly approached the main building.
Before the car stopped, Fu Jichen pushed the door open and went out.
Zhu Yilan didn't know the situation and guessed that he had left some important documents behind, so he got out of the car.
Zhou Rongzhen was waiting anxiously, holding her hands together and pacing back and forth. When she heard the door open, she suddenly turned her head and looked over, and she looked quite surprised when she saw that it was Fu Jichen who had returned.
Her original intention in calling her husband was that he would send a doctor to her home to treat Shen Jia Nian, or send someone to take Shen Jia Nian to the hospital. She did not expect that he would come back in person.
I wish the secretary came because he had important things to do. Zhou Rongzhen didn't know if calling him would delay his business.
"Where is Shen Jiannian?" Fu Jichen glanced around.
"Still in the room upstairs." Zhou Rongzhen said hurriedly, "When I went in to deliver the food, she was vomiting in the bathroom, and all the bitter liquid came out."
Fu Jichen still had the same cold and indifferent face, but Zhu Yilan, who was following behind him, could clearly see a hint of eagerness on his face.
She watched him enter the elevator without hesitation, paused, and didn't follow him.
On the third floor, Fu Jichen got out of the elevator and went to Shen Jianian's room.
When he left, she looked stubborn and cold, as if he owed her a debt for two lifetimes. When they met again in the blink of an eye, she huddled up and rolled into the quilt like a wounded kitten, with her hands on her belly and her eyes tight. He closed his eyes tightly, and his pale face was covered with beads of sweat.
"Shen Jia Nian."
Fu Jichen tried to call out, but the man's consciousness was a little confused and he hummed subconsciously.
Afraid that it would be too late to ask Xiao Jingshan to run, Fu Jichen took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her body, picked her up and strode away, coaxing in a soft tone: "If you don't bear it any longer, I'll take you to the hospital."
The elevator door opened, and Zhu Yilan, Zhou Rongzhen, and all the servants in the living room saw the tall man holding the slim and petite girl in his arms. He walked fast and steady and reached the door in the blink of an eye.
"Open the door."
An angry voice sounded from the entrance, waking everyone up.
Zhu Yilan was closest to the door. He took two quick steps and opened the door. His expression was indescribably complicated. He came back for Shen Jia Nian and even hugged her in person, his expression tense and worried.
how so?
He and Shen Jianian...
Fu Jichen carried him down the steps and got into the back seat of the car.
Zhu Yilan followed and stood outside the car window. He had to think carefully about his words to remind his boss: "Mr. Chen, the appointment with Mr. Tan is at 12 noon, and it is already 11:10."
It takes a full forty minutes to get to the reserved restaurant from Rose Manor, which means we have to go now.
Fu Jichen lowered the window, turned his face towards her, and spoke in a normal tone, as if this was not something worth taking to heart: "Tell them there and postpone the dinner until the evening."
Zhu Yilan wanted to say something else, but the car window in front of her had been raised. Through the glass, she heard the voice of the person inside saying coldly: "Go to the hospital."
As a driver and bodyguard, Qu Mo was not involved in official business, but was only responsible for his boss's travel and safety. If he said he wanted to go to the hospital, he would go to Xiao Jingshan's private hospital.
The car started, and suddenly a breeze blew up, blowing through the treetops, and a few withered yellow leaves floated down, swaying and swirling to the ground, as if someone was crying.
Zhu Yilan held her cell phone and stood in the wind for a long time. The car that was driving away became a black spot in her eyes until she could no longer see it.
*
Qu Mo increased the speed of the car, and twenty minutes later, the private hospital funded by Fu Jichen and headed by Xiao Jingshan arrived.
Unfortunately, Xiao Jingshan was not here today. I asked his assistant and the news I got was that two days ago he went to attend an academic seminar in another place for a week and has not returned yet.
When Fu Jichen called, the meeting over there had just ended. Xiao Jingshan was carrying a black briefcase and was going to the hotel restaurant for lunch.
In the clinic, a doctor was examining Shen Jia Nian. In the corridor outside, Fu Jichen described Shen Jia Nian's symptoms on the phone, frowning slightly.
Xiao Jingshan did not see the patient with his own eyes, so it was difficult to judge, so he further asked: "Has she eaten anything?"
Fu Jichen thought about it for a moment and said, "I haven't eaten anything since I woke up in the morning. I swallowed one..." He paused and said in a low voice, "Contraceptive pills."
