Ye Huan was puzzled: "Your voice sounds very serious, why aren't you hospitalized for treatment?"
"No need..." she said lightly, "it's just a cold."
Hospitalized...
She doesn't have the financial means now.
Ye Huan probably knew her difficulty, so he didn't point it out and changed the subject: "Is Mr. Wen still there? I didn't expect Chen Haoyang to be nosy last night. I told him again this morning - well, you two ...Are you okay? Did it cause you any trouble?"
Mu Wanqing smiled bitterly: "It's okay, your husband is also kind-hearted, don't blame him... Well, Huanhuan, I'm going back, and my phone is almost out of battery. I'll talk to you later."
"Okay." Ye Huan agreed, then remembered something and said quickly, "I'll go to the apartment to find you. You still need someone to take care of you."
"No, don't come. I'm afraid I'll infect you. If you get infected with Xiaoxiao later, you'll be in trouble."
When she said this, Ye Huan was frightened.
We all know that the flu is serious this winter, and mycoplasma pneumonia is also rampant in children.
Adults suffer so much from being infected, let alone children, who suffer even more.
Ye Huan had to think about her child, so she could only repeatedly tell her to take care of herself, eat and drink when she should, and don't just deal with it.
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanqing carried the medicine and dragged the patient out of the hospital.
She didn't have the energy to walk to the subway station, so she took a taxi directly in front of the hospital.
After she got into the car and left, a Maybach slowly opened on the street opposite the hospital.
Han Feng was puzzled: "Mr. Wen, since you are worried about your wife, why don't you send someone to take her back."
Wen Zhan didn't sleep much all night, and his eyes were obviously bloodshot. Hearing this, he closed his eyes expressionlessly and leaned back on the seat, saying quietly: "Drive your car."
"..." Han Feng immediately fell silent and drove to the airport.
He does have to go on a business trip today, and it's a business trip abroad. He's going to Europe to attend a business conference, which will take him a week.
He didn't bother to deal with the matter of divorce and just let the woman do whatever she wanted.
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When Mu Wanqing returned home, Yu Qiao happened to come over and had just arrived downstairs.
"How did you come back from outside? Where have you been this early in the morning?" Yu Qiao knew that she was not feeling well yesterday, so after sending her child to kindergarten early in the morning, she came over to the apartment to see how she was doing. Who knows someone is coming back from outside.
Mu Wanqing still replied with her broken duck voice: "I went to the hospital..."
Then he briefly talked about what happened last night.
"Don't go up there. I have a very serious cold. Don't infect you. It will be terrible if you infect the child later." Mu Wanqing always stayed three or four steps away from her when talking to her, for fear of infecting Yu Qiao.
Yu Qiao frowned: "Can you do it yourself?"
"Okay, it's okay! Go back!"
Mu Wanqing bowed to her and turned to go upstairs.
Looking at her appearance, Yu Qiao felt uneasy after all, so he thought about it and called Zhou Yiru.
Mu Wanqing returned home, took a shower and changed clothes, thinking about cleaning all the germs from the hospital before going to bed.
Just after washing and not packing up, the doorbell rang.
When she opened the door and saw Zhou Yiru, she was surprised: "Brother Zhou, why are you here?"
Zhou Yiru smiled warmly, "Yu Qiao called me and said that you were sick, and you were afraid of infecting her, so you refused to let her take care of you."
He walked in, took off his scarf and explained with a smile: "I am alone, and my resistance is not bad, so I am not afraid of infection. Let me see if you need anything."
Just as Mu Wanqing was about to decline, Zhou Yiru intercepted her first: "Ms. Yu quit her job and is still waiting to start a business with you. If you don't get better soon, the loss will be huge if you continue to delay."
As soon as these words were said, Mu Wanqing's ambition was immediately aroused.
really! She couldn't be decadent or act on impulse. She was already so ill, so why should she be so stubborn?
Seeing her relaxed expression and apparent compromise, Zhou Yiru smiled again, "You go and lie down in the attic. I'll help you clean up down there. I can make whatever you want to eat for lunch."
Mu Wanqing was a little surprised and asked in an ugly male duck voice: "Can you... cook?"
Zhou Yiru said with a smile: "What's so difficult about cooking? I can't eat out all year round. I can still make simple home-cooked meals."
Mu Wanqing secretly admired him.
Men who have money, leisure, good looks, and can cook are really rare.
In her heart, she really hoped that Zhou Yiru and Yu Qiao could have a spark, and it would be great if the wealth would not flow to outsiders.
Mu Wanqing felt really uncomfortable, so she drank some hot water and went to the attic to lie down and rest without being polite.
After Zhou Yiru cleaned up the house, he looked at the refrigerator and saw that there were no vegetables in it, so he opened the food shopping app and placed an order for some light and nutritious ingredients.
Soon, the delivery man delivered the food.
He took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and started preparing lunch.
Mu Wanqing initially felt that she was not used to it and could not sleep well, but listening to the rhythmic "beep beep" sound of him cutting things, she gradually fell into a deep sleep like a hypnotic.
Perhaps due to the effect of the medicine, she slept for a full three hours, and she slept so deeply that she seemed to have passed out.
Zhou Yiru called her downstairs several times but got no response, so he had to go upstairs and push her gently until she woke up.
"How are you? You couldn't wake up. I thought you were in a coma." Seeing her open her eyes, Zhou Yiru asked worriedly.
Mu Wanqing noticed that the two of them were too close, and immediately sat up uncomfortably, and smiled: "I'm okay... maybe I'm too tired recently and didn't sleep enough..."
"Well, then get up, eat and go back to sleep."
Zhou Yiru had a sense of propriety and stood up immediately after speaking to avoid suspicion.
Mu Wanqing calmed down her chaotic thoughts, and when her head became clearer, she touched her chest immediately.
I wonder if she has lost her appetite and eaten less in the past two days. She obviously felt that her milk supply was less.
After sleeping for three hours, my milk didn't even come out.
But this is fine, Zhou Yiru is here, which is somewhat inconvenient, but it saves trouble.
Zhou Yiru had already prepared lunch and warmed it in the pot.
The room was filled with the aroma of food, but Mu Wanqing couldn't smell it due to a severe nasal congestion.
When she sat down, Zhou Yiru had already filled the food and handed it to her.
"Thank you..." She expressed her gratitude hoarsely.
Zhou Yiru also served himself a meal and sat down. He smiled and said, "Thank you for what you are doing. You are always so polite. You are so unreasonable. When you were a child, you were very generous and took the initiative to ask me for help when something happened."
Mu Wanqing said sheepishly: "I was not sensible at that time."
Zhou Yiru looked at her meaningfully, knowing that she was still somewhat defensive about him, so he said no more.
Halfway through the meal, Zhou Yiru suddenly remembered the business: "By the way, I talked with the lawyer about your divorce case with Mr. Wen yesterday. Ordinarily, such a wealthy divorce lawsuit will not be decided for a year or so. , but you can’t afford to delay it for so long. Therefore, the lawyer will think of a way to let the judge accept it as soon as possible. You have to get well as soon as possible and try to open the court next week. "
Mu Wanqing raised her eyes, a little surprised, "Next week? So soon?"
