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Chapter 1166

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Let's go, Gu Mohan.

Don't get caught in the rain.

He'll catch a cold.

Don't hurt yourself. Her heart will ache.

Tang Mo 'er's eyelashes quivered and tears rolled down her cheeks.

At this moment, the door opened and Lu Yeming walked in.

He walked over to Tang Mo 'er and lifted his hand to wipe away the tears on Tang Mo' er's face.

"Sister, just cry if you want to."

Tang Mo 'er couldn't suppress the pain in her heart. She pressed her head against Lu Yeming's chest and sobbed softly.

Lu Yeming stroked her long hair. "Sister, there's no antidote for AR. You can just tell him."

Tang Mo 'er shook her head. "Don't tell him. Give him … some hope."

Lu Yeming pursed his thin lips and didn't say another word.

After some time, the guard's voice came from downstairs. "Sir, what's wrong?"

Gu Mohan's tall and handsome body collapsed, fainting in the rain.



In the room, doctors and nurses walked in and out of the room. Secretary Yan Dong stood by the bed anxiously.

Gu Mohan lay on the soft bed with his eyes tightly shut. He had a high fever.

President rarely fell sick. He didn't even fall sick once a year. But this time, he had fainted in the rain. He had a high fever of 42 degrees Celsius.

This illness was like a landslide when it came.

At this moment, Gu Mohan moved on the bed. He didn't wake up and just moved his dry lips to speak.

"President, what are you saying?" Yan Dong bent over to listen.

"Mo 'er … Mo' er …"

Yan Dong was stunned. President was saying Madam's name.

But Madam didn't come.

Yan Dong quickly walked out and took out his cell phone to make a call.

The cell phone had only rung once before the call was picked up. "Hello."

Yan Dong had a feeling that Madam had been waiting by the cell phone all this time.

"Madam, President is sick. He has a high fever of 42 degrees Celsius and it's accompanied by a respiratory infection. He hasn't woken up yet."

Tang Mo 'er clutched her cell phone tightly. Tears streamed down her face and she couldn't control them no matter what.

Her heart felt like it was being stabbed.

Her heart ached so much that she was about to die.

Her Mr Gu was tall and handsome. With his broad shoulders and elegant demeanor, he could shield any woman from the wind and rain.

He had never fallen.

Now, he had fallen.

"Madam, the president kept calling your name when he was unconscious. Hurry up and come see the president."

Go see him?

To go or not to go?

Tang Mo 'er clenched her knuckles until they turned white. She hung up the phone and dashed out the door.

She was going to meet him.

Wind and rain, unstoppable.



Gu Mohan felt pain all over his body. His throat was so dry that he wanted to drink water.

He slowly opened his eyes.

His deep and narrow eyes were pale and sickly. He looked at the chandelier above him and only realized after a few seconds that he was in his own room.

"President, you're awake?" Yan Dong's surprised voice could be heard.

Gu Mohan sat up and his forehead was covered in a layer of sweat. His lips were so pale and dry that every wrinkle on his lips could be seen clearly. The deep wrinkles on his face were delicate and delicate, but they were extremely sexy.

"President, I'll get you some water."

Yan Dong quickly went to get a glass of water and passed it to Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan narrowed his eyes. He felt dizzy and his entire body was in a daze. He was not in a clear state of mind.

His fever had not subsided and every breath he took was hot.

Stretching out his large palm, he took the glass of water from Yan Dong's hand.

At this moment, the maid's surprised voice could be heard from outside. "Miss Tang, you're here?"

Gu Mohan's hand froze as he reached for the glass of water. His eardrums twitched and he heard a gentle and pleasant voice. "Mm."

She was here.

Mo 'er was here.

Gu Mohan quickly lifted the blanket and his feet landed on the custom-made carpet. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes and ran out of the room.

"President …"

Yan Dong quickly chased after him. After so many years, this was the first time he had seen the president in such a panic.



In the living room. Tang Mo 'er rushed over in the middle of the night. She couldn't bear to leave him behind and she still wanted to see him.

She wanted to go upstairs. At this moment, she heard steady but slightly messy footsteps. She lifted her eyes and saw a tall and handsome figure on the stairs.

Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan had come down.

Tang Mo 'er's bright eyes narrowed. He had already woken up?

Her longing gaze landed on his handsome face. He pursed his thin lips and his handsome face was tense and pale, exuding a cold aura.

Very quickly, he came down the stairs and stood in front of her.

His deep and narrow eyes landed on her little face. Gu Mohan glared at her fiercely. He didn't dare to blink, afraid that if he blinked, she would disappear.

He slowly lifted his hand and touched her little face.

Tang Mo 'er dug her nails into her palm and forcefully turned her face away, not letting him touch her.

She was relieved that he was awake.

It was time for her to leave.

"Your secretary just called me and said that you were unconscious. But now, you're already awake. So you were lying to me. You're so despicable!"

Tang Mo 'er threw a cold sentence at him and turned around to leave.

But she had only taken one step when a large palm reached over and grasped her slender wrist. With a forceful tug, her delicate body fell straight into a broad, firm chest.

Gu Mohan hugged her from behind, burying his handsome face in her neck and taking in a deep breath of her fragrance.

Because of the high fever, his voice was hoarse. "Don't go … I miss you so much. Mo 'er … stay with me …"

He murmured hoarsely in her ear, begging her weakly.

He was begging her.

Tang Mo 'er's eyes reddened and tears were about to fall. She quickly lifted her head and suppressed the tears in her eyes.

"Are you cold?" His strong arms encircled her waist from behind, his large hands grasping her soft and delicate hands.

Her hands were very cold, without a trace of warmth.

"I'll go heat up a glass of milk for you. Stand here and don't move."

He instructed her, then let go of her and ran into the kitchen.

Tang Mo 'er looked at his handsome back view and her gaze slid down, landing on his feet.

He wasn't wearing shoes and had been barefoot all this time.

Xiuqiong's little nose turned red. It took a lot of effort for her not to cry.

Soon after, Gu Mohan came out of the kitchen with a glass of warm milk in his hand.

He handed the warm milk over. "Mo 'er, this is for you."

Tang Mo 'er sniffled and raised her hand, slamming the glass in his hand onto the ground.

The milk splashed and splashed on his feet, drenching his trousers.

Gu Mohan's hand froze in mid-air and his gaze landed on her little face.

Was he angry?

Tang Mo 'er thought to herself. It was best if he was angry, to ignore her and not to treat her so well.

At this moment, Gu Mohan raised his hand and pinched her delicate little face. He curved his thin lips and his hoarse voice was laced with a hint of amusement and adoration as he scolded her. "Little b * stard."

Tears instantly welled up in her eyes when she heard those words. She raised her hand and slapped his large palm away.

She turned around to leave.

The moment she turned around, her tears fell.

I'm sorry, Mr Gu …

At this moment, there was a dull thud and a maid's shriek. "Sir!"

Tang Mo 'er turned around. Gu Mohan had fainted on the carpet.

He had fainted again.



In the room. Gu Mohan lay on the soft bed and Tang Mo 'er sat beside him.

She raised her hand and touched his forehead. It was so hot. This idiot, he had run downstairs barefoot to look for her when his fever had not subsided.

He had fainted twice in front of her in one day. How pathetic.

Tang Mo 'er squeezed a wet towel and placed it on his forehead to help him cool down.

Her soft fingers wandered over his handsome facial features. His eyebrows, his high nose bridge, and his thin lips. His looks were really unbeatable.

At this moment, a teardrop fell on his dry thin lips.

She quickly reached out and wiped it off for him.

The unconscious Gu Mohan felt his entire body burning up. His mouth was bitter and thirsty. He wanted to drink water, sweet water.

At this moment, something soft touched his lips. He quickly stretched out his large palm.

He held the back of Tang Mo 'er's head and pressed it downwards. Her red lips quickly pressed against his thin lips.

Tang Mo 'er froze.

Gu Mohan sucked on her soft lips. Soon after, he pried open her mouth and his long tongue entered, forcefully sucking in her sweetness.

Her sweet and juicy belly was just right for him.

He kissed her deeply.

Tang Mo 'er did not expect to be kissed by him. She saw his handsome face in front of her and her heart suddenly softened.

Her luscious lashes fluttered. Her hands tugged on his shirt and she started kissing him back.

She took the initiative to deepen the kiss. Gu Mohan stretched out his hand and pulled her onto the large bed, into his arms.

He flipped over and pinned her delicate body down, kissing her continuously.

Slowly, his kisses started to move downwards, to her pink neck …

Tang Mo 'er quickly woke up. He was still having a high fever, how could he do such a thing?

"Gu Mohan, let go of me!"

"Mo 'er …" He murmured in a hoarse voice.

Tang Mo 'er's entire body went limp. She was unable to reject him. How long had it been since they had been intimate? One month? Three months?

"No way, Gu Mohan." She rejected him softly. Her voice was soft and gentle, and it sounded like she wanted to reject him.

"Mo 'er, let's have a daughter."

He held onto her soft hand, his five slender fingers threaded through her soft fingers, interlocking with his.

Have a daughter.

She knew that he wanted a daughter very much.

Actually, she wanted one very much too.

Shiyu, An 'an already had a son and a daughter.

But her body could not conceive now. She did not know how long she could live.

"No, you're still having a fever. Gu Mohan, if you continue to do this, I'm going to get angry … Mmm!"

Gu Mohan kissed her soft red lips again and reached out to undo his belt.

Was he dreaming?

It must be a beautiful dream. This time, he was really going to have a daughter with her.



An hour later.

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