Chapter 763

He answered quickly with his long finger.

But before he opened his mouth to speak, he heard the hoarse and impotent voice that was so ugly, "brother."

Brother?

Is this woman on the wrong number?

But he did not have time to think that she was calling him on the wrong phone, because the voice of that woman was obviously abnormal. Mo Shichen frowned, "are you sick?"

Wenyi's brain is slow. For a moment, he didn't even know who the man was As a matter of fact, she didn't pay attention to what he said. She only paid attention to my own words, "brother, you are still in the company when you go home. Can you come to my home? I feel like I have a cold and dizzy."

Mo Shi Chen has already got up, "are you at home?"

The phone was hung up.

Wenyi put the mobile phone to one side, the idea of getting up flashed, and soon she was confused, wait for her brother to come again, she not only seems to be sick, but also one day did not eat, basically no strength.

Headache and dizziness, do not know whether to wake up or sleep, the brain is full of paste, no thinking ability.

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

It was not until it kept ringing for five minutes that it pulled her back into reality.

She leaned out and touched on the light. It took her eyes a long time to get used to the glare of the light. She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She didn't have any shoes on. She swayed and turned on the light all the way to the porch.

When the door opened, moshichen had become anxious because there was no one in the room.

Are you seriously ill? In the morning, I just look tired and indifferent. When I call, I can't even figure out who I'm talking to Is he unconscious now?

He took out his mobile phone and was about to call Kangding directly to ask him to find out the contact information of the apartment property. The door in front of him suddenly opened. Before he could see what the person in front of him looked like, he saw that her body shook and then went to one side.

Mo Shi Chen conditioned reflex, step forward to hold her.

Almost holding for a moment, he felt her body temperature, which was so hot that he felt her throat tight, even her heart shrank, "Wenyi!"

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Mo Shi Chen didn't hesitate. He picked her up and strode to the elevator.

The cold wind outside, and Wenyi's only thin nightdress, arms, knees, neck and chest collarbone, all exposed in the air, the wind blowing, then a thin shiver.

Mo Shichen came out of the apartment building only to feel her instinctive shrinking, and then noticed how thin her clothes were at this time. For a moment, she was deeply distressed, but it was unrealistic to go back to her apartment. He didn't even know the password. Even if he had to take the clothes, it would take too much time.

Speeding up the pace to get on the car, the driver was surprised to see him holding a comatose woman stride forward, quickly get out of the car for him to open the back door, can't help but ask, "Mr. Mo, what's wrong with Miss Wen."

"Drive, go to the hospital."

"Good."

The car started quickly and headed for the hospital.

Mo Shichen took off his cashmere coat and wrapped her tightly. But after a while, he felt that the material of the coat was not close to his skin. He turned around and turned over the back and found a spare thin blanket. He took off his coat, wrapped her with a blanket, and then put on his overcoat.

The car has a heater on, so it won't freeze again.

He reached out and touched the woman's forehead, which was hotter than his body.

He held her in his arms and stroked her delicate and hot face with his fingers. His mood was complicated, and he seemed to have been pinched at the throat. It was just how she got sick from morning to night.

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Mo Shichen's car left Wenyi's apartment five minutes later, Wen Hanye's car stopped in that parking space.

Wen Yi's phone didn't get through all day. If Shen Yu didn't make sure that she had gone home in the morning, he would have come to see him if he couldn't get in touch with anyone in the afternoon. He thought that she had been busy with her work and didn't have a good rest in the afternoon. She went to see Mo Shichen last night. Maybe she was sleeping heavily, so he didn't answer the phone.

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

When he got to the hospital, Moshen had asked the doctor to give her a general examination. He asked where the ward was. He walked quickly to the hospital without knocking on the door. He saw the woman sleeping in the hospital bed with her back to him, standing tall and upright, following the doctor in white coat.

"This young lady should have suffered from wind and cold. She has been under too much pressure recently and has not had a good rest. Her body and spirit have been damaged a lot. She has a weak foundation, and she can't bear the side effects of taking contraceptives. All these factors add up to make her ill. But don't worry too much. When her fever subsides, she will recover after a while of rest and recuperation, She should have been in good health

When he heard the first half of the words, he was as cold as if covered with a layer of frost, and the back half seemed to hear it, but he didn't listen to anything.The doctor ordered two more words, the nurse will drop after registering, then went out together.

Silence returned to the ward.

Mo when Chen low eyes, looking at the hospital bed.

She should be very seldom sick. At least since he saw her, he seldom saw her so fragile. She was lying quietly with no movement except breathing. She was obviously feverish, but there was no blood on her lips.

Sometimes, the more healthy people are, the more they fall ill.

Forced to temporarily solve the matter, before allowing themselves to fall ill.

It's like knowing someone's coming and allowing yourself to faint.

He went over two steps and reached for her face.

But the fingertip has not touched her skin, behind the ring of warm cool desert voice, "enough Mo Shichen, don't touch her."

When the voice dropped, a hand was pressed on his left shoulder and he stepped back two steps.

Mo Shi Chen turns around and looks at the man whose height is almost the same as him, and their invisible aura is facing each other silently.

Wen Hanye usually appears to be lazy and loose in most occasions. He is not serious or serious. He has a casual and romantic attitude with two or three points. He is rarely so indifferent as he is now. "Bullying women should be measured. Mr. Mo, you've passed it."

Compared with Wen Hanye's almost sharp and aggressive coldness, moshichen is 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 so sick that she faints in her apartment now."

Wen Hanye smiles and scoffs at his eyebrows and eyes. "If you don't go to her, she won't get sick at all," he said, looking at the increasingly pursed lip line of the man opposite him. "No one can't give her love clearly, or he doesn't have love at all, but he has to be haunted."

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