In Li Zhai, Chen Feng was taken aback by the woman who suddenly appeared outside the door.
Although they all knew that Su Qingyu’s bone marrow did not match, the junkies also escaped, and there was no time to trouble Su Qingyu again.
They didn’t expect Su Qingyu to take the initiative to come to the door. Did she already notice something?
“Hi, madam.”
Seeing Chen Feng, who was not good at concealing his expression, Su Qingyu said, “You don’t seem to want to see me very much?”
“How could it be?I was just a little surprised. My wife finally took the initiative to come to Mr. Li. Come in quickly. Mr. Li hasn’t had a good rest during this period of time. No, he still had a high fever last night. If you persuade him, he will definitely get better.”
Su Qingyu didn’t think much about it, and quickly followed Chen Feng into the yard.
Looking at the ginkgo trees in the yard, they have grown new green leaves, and there is no appearance of winter decay.
Su Qingyu retracted his gaze and entered the villa.
Every time she came to Lizhai, her mood was different. For example, now, she turned a deaf ear to Li Tingchen’s fever, and her heart was full of bone extraction for paternity testing.
Chen Feng sent her to the door and stopped, “Mr. Li is resting inside, madam, go in.”
After speaking, Chen Feng left, and Su Qingyu raised his hand to knock on the door before entering.
The moment she raised her hand, she was stunned for a moment, how could the person next to her who was once extremely close become like this.
Thinking that he was resting, Su Qingyu did not knock on the door and gently unscrewed the door handle and pushed the door in.
The room was very dark. In order for him to fall asleep peacefully, the blackout curtain was tightly drawn. She gently opened a gap with her hands and feet, giving the room an extra light source.
Su Qingyu walked cautiously to the bedside. If he had been as alert as before, he might have woken up a long time ago.
Now his eyes are closed tightly, and there is still a lost bottle next to him.
Su Qingyu stretched out his hand and probed his forehead, which was hot, and sure enough, the fever hadn’t subsided yet.
Li Tingchen’s physical fitness has always been very good, and he rarely gets sick like this.
It seems that Li Lanrui will have to wait for him to wake up later before talking about it.
As soon as she retracted her hand, her wrist was grabbed by one person.
The next second the man pulled heavily, and Su Qingyu fell into the man’s arms.
She frowned and subconsciously wanted to push him away, but heard his hoarse muffled voice: “Don’t go.”
Su Qingyu looked at his pupils, and through a ray of sky light, she vaguely saw those red eyes, like a poor child.