Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

Chapter 269 What if he has a high fever?

After the call, she turned pale with fright, grabbed her handbag in a panic, and rushed out of the room without even closing the door.

In a panic, she bumped into a waiter who was pushing a cart. There was a loud noise, which startled Tang Shuya in the room.

He rushed out immediately and saw Ling Zhen being knocked to the ground. He instinctively wanted to go over and help her up, but she shook his hand away.

His hand stopped silently and awkwardly in mid-air.

Unexpectedly, Ling Rui sprained his ankle. As soon as he stood up, he lost his strength and was about to fall forward due to his unstable center of balance.

Tang Shuya was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed her waist and held her tightly in his arms.

Her waist was still so slender, and she exuded a familiar fragrance, the smell of his memory.

Ling Zhen's heartstrings suddenly tightened, and his voice trembled a little, "Let go."

"You sprained your ankle."

Tang Shuya ignored her and not only did not put her down, he also picked her up sideways.

She seemed to be a little fatter than before and not as light as before, but this weight was still very light for Tang Shuya.

He couldn't help but think that people often say that a happy heart makes the body fat. It seems that she is indeed living a very comfortable life with Han Su.

In fact, he was jealous, but when he thought of Han Su in such a state, Ling Zhen had lost his appetite because of Han Su, so he could not feel jealous. Anyway, his emotions were in a mess.

"Tang Shuya, put me down!" Ling Zhen clenched his fists and pounded on Tang Shuya's chest, his voice unconsciously rising, "Han Su! Han Su is critically ill! I need to go to the hospital."

Her voice was drawn out with tears.

Tang Shuya paused slightly, but instead of letting go of Ling Yuan, he quickened his pace, walking briskly while holding Ling Yuan in his arms.

Ling Zhen was stunned for a moment, then began to struggle again, anxiously about to cry: "You bastard, put me down. I'm not kidding you!"

Tang Shuya's eyes dimmed, and his voice became even lower. "I'm not kidding you either. What do you think I want to do to you?"

"You've sprained your ankle. Do you think you can walk faster if you limp or if I carry you?"

Ling Zhen fell silent, thinking that this was indeed the case.

Tang Shuya carried her in his arms and took the elevator, ignoring the sidelong glances of others along the way. When they arrived at the parking lot, he held Ling Yuan tightly in the passenger seat, got into the driver's seat, started the car and drove straight to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, Ling Zhen ignored Tang Shuya and got out of the car first. She seemed to be so anxious that she even forgot about her leg injury and stumbled towards the ward.

Han Su suddenly had a high fever. The doctors and nurses were busy giving him antipyretics, applying ice to his forehead, and turning him over with warm water to wipe his body. They wiped him every once in a while.

But Han Su's fever still didn't go away, so the hospital had no choice but to call Ling Zhen.

Han Su's fever was caused by a lung infection. The doctor said that a high fever in patients like him could be fatal.

When Tang Shuya parked the car and got in, he saw Ling Zhen standing outside the ward. Medical staff were performing physical cooling on Han Su inside. Han Su was sweating all over, his face was red, and his mouth was dry and cracked due to the fever. The nurse would wipe his lips with a cotton swab dipped in water from time to time.

When Ling Zhen saw Tang Shuya coming over, she couldn't hold back her emotions for some reason. For the first time in days, she burst into tears in front of him, covering her face with her hands and saying, "What should I do? What if his fever doesn't go away?"