He Shao Grandpa apologized.
Ling Yu saw the anxiety on He Shaochen's face and looked at the sleeping Qiao Qiao in his arms. He was extremely surprised.
"Joe Qiao has a fever. Drive the car over. I'll take her to the hospital."
"Yes."
Ling Yu didn't ask any more questions and quickly ran to contact the driver. He Shaochen looked down worriedly at the person in his arms. His feelings were complicated.
He had clearly decided to get rid of this woman completely yesterday, but why did his heart hurt so much when he saw her having a fever today?
Joe Qiao, what should I do with you?
After the car arrived, they went to the hospital closest to the club.
Once they arrived at the hospital, Qiao Qiao was sent to the emergency ward.
As soon as the doctor arrived, he was frightened by He Shaochen's ice-cold aura. His heart trembled and cold sweat broke out.
He Shaochen stepped out and grabbed the doctor's collar. He said coldly, "Treat her."
The doctor still did not know He Shaochen's identity, but he knew that he was much weaker than him. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes … Yes, I will definitely cure your wife …"
Madam.
He Shaochen's handsome face revealed a complicated expression when he heard this. He sighed and said lightly, "Let's go in quickly."
"Yes, yes …"
The doctor ran into the emergency room as if there was a monster behind him.
At this moment, Ling Yu stepped forward and reminded, "He Shao, the shareholders' meeting is about to start. Let's go over first. I'll contact Miss Qiao's classmates to take care of her."
He Shaochen glanced at Ling Yu before looking at the door of the emergency room.
He clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them.
In the end, he sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll accompany her here. Change it to a video conference."
— —
The doctor opened a few bottles of intravenous drips for Qiao Qiao and asked the nurse to inject her. Then, he walked out of the emergency room.
As soon as he walked out, his whole body shuddered violently.
He Shaochen's handsome face was gloomy and his gaze was locked on him. "How is she?"
"I'm … I'm fine … The weather was cold last night. I probably caught a cold and didn't treat it in time … so … so I had a high fever."
Under He Shaochen's cold gaze, the doctor couldn't even speak clearly.
He Shaochen frowned and looked at the doctor suspiciously. "Are you really the authoritative doctor in this hospital? Why can't you even speak clearly? "
When the doctor heard this, he wanted to cry but had no tears. Wasn't I scared by you?
"That … If it's possible, could you bring a set of clothes for the lady inside? She's always naked …"
Before he could finish his sentence, He Shaochen lifted the doctor by the collar. The doctor looked at him with a malicious gaze and asked in a dangerous tone, "What did you see inside just now?"
"No … I didn't look!" The doctor was tongue-tied. "It was the nurse. The nurse found it when she inserted the needle into the lady. I only heard it from her."
For a moment, the doctor felt that he was going to be killed by this man in front of him.
Hearing this, He Shaochen's expression turned slightly better. He let go of the doctor's collar and said coldly, "It's best that you didn't. Otherwise, you won't be able to pay the price."
"I, I understand …"
The doctor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded.
At this moment, Qiao Qiao was wheeled out. Compared to before, she didn't seem to be in as much pain.
He Shaochen walked over and touched her forehead. It was still shockingly hot. His face suddenly darkened and he looked displeased. He turned to the doctor and asked, "Why is it still so hot? Did you treat her or not? "
The doctor explained with a crying face, "Well, there's always a buffer period. After a bottle of IV drip, she'll feel better."
"That's best."
He Shaochen's expression softened.
Ling Yu walked forward and asked, "She's going to be transferred to the intensive care unit now, right?"
"Yes, giving the lady a quiet and comfortable environment will help her recover," the doctor said as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
"He Shaochen, let Miss Qiao have a good rest first," Ling Yu said to He Shaochen who had been staring at Qiao Qiao.
He Shaochen looked at him indifferently and nodded.
After two bottles of IV drip, Qiao Qiao slowly woke up. She was still a little groggy and her amber eyes scanned the surroundings.
White curtains, white bedsheets, and the faint smell of disinfectant filled the room.
She was still wearing a hospital gown …
Hospital?
The door suddenly opened. Qiao Qiao heard the sound and turned around. He Shaochen had changed into a casual suit and was walking in with a bag in his hand.
Seeing that she had woken up, his chiseled face seemed to heave a sigh of relief and he walked towards her slowly.
He started to scold her.
"Qiao Qiao, are you a pig?"
"…"
Qiao Qiao was still in a daze.
"You don't even know that you have a fever. Will you be happy when you become a retard one day? Why are you so stupid? "
"…"
Being scolded the moment she woke up, Qiao Qiao was a little dumbfounded and her face turned pale.
After a while, she glared at He Shaochen angrily.
Who was going to kill this jerk for her?
"He Shaochen, won't you be happy when I become a retard? This way, I won't make you unhappy anymore. " Qiao Qiao only realized that her voice was extremely hoarse when she opened her mouth. Her throat felt as if it was on fire, dry and painful.
"So you know that you've made me unhappy? Then you'd better be obedient in the future. "
Qiaoqiao was about to retort when the other party bent down to touch her forehead. After a while, his sexy thin lips curved into a perfect curve. "It seems that person isn't a quack after all. Get up and have some porridge."
Qiao Qiao flung his hand away angrily, but He Shaochen didn't mind. He straightened his body and took out the porridge from the bag, as if he wanted to feed her personally.
Her gaze paused for a moment before she looked to the other side and said calmly, "I don't have an appetite now …"
"You have to eat it even if you don't have an appetite. Do you think your body is made of iron?"
He Shaochen said angrily. This woman's body was so weak, why was she being so stubborn with him?
"At least before I met you, my body was pretty good."
"So you mean that you fell sick because you met me?" He Shaochen glanced at her unhappily. His eyes were clearly saying that she wanted to take the test.
Qiao Qiao's fever had just subsided and she wasn't in the mood to argue with him.
She turned her head and looked out of the window. "Yesterday …"
"Yesterday was my fault."
Qiao Qiao's breathing stagnated. She suddenly turned her head to look at He Shaochen, her amber eyes filled with astonishment. "You … what did you just say?"
If her ears weren't playing tricks on her, He Shaochen had just apologized to her, hadn't he?
This domineering and unreasonable Young Master was actually apologizing to her? Did the sun rise from the west today?
He Shaochen felt awkward being stared at by Qiao Qiao. He glared fiercely at Qiao Qiao. "Have you seen enough?"
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