Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

When Wen Ruosheng woke up again, it was already three days later, he felt sore all over his body, and his head was so painful that it was about to explode.

This feeling after waking up made her body a little unbearable. She clutched the quilt tightly, trying to relieve her pain, but it was pointless.

Hearing movement in the ward, Han Jingting hung up the phone in his hand, and hastily opened the door of the ward.

Seeing Wen Ruosheng opened his eyes, the stone hanging in mid-air in his heart finally fell to the ground.

But then Wen Ruosheng's performance made him frown.

"What's wrong with you?" Han Jingting asked.

Wen Ruosheng couldn't speak, but kept shaking his head, his whole body was twisting and twisting, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The doctor rushed over upon hearing the sound and hurriedly examined Wen Ruosheng.

The result of the examination was as expected, the doctor lowered his head and whispered something to Han Jingting.

"Mr. Han, it will take some time for Miss Wen to recover from this state. As long as she has enough rest, there will be no problem. I have already given her a painkiller injection, but it is only a temporary pain reliever."

Han Jingting nodded, since this is the case, he has no better way, now he can only wait for the good news from Liu Fengbai, that he can find a way to completely remove the antidote from Wen Ruosheng's body.

After a painkiller injection, Wen Ruosheng didn't feel so bad anymore, but his expression was a little dazed, and he looked at Han Jingting with a little wandering eyes.

"Why am I here? What happened?" Wen Ruosheng asked weakly.

Han Jingting really didn't know how to explain this matter. Looking at Wen Ruosheng's appearance, it seemed that she didn't know what happened to her. This should be the first time she had an illness.

"It's nothing, it's just a fever, just take a rest." Han Jingting said, holding the document in one hand and carefully reading it.

From time to time, he would sneak a glance at Wen Ruosheng lying on the bed through the gap on the side, and felt relieved to see that she was fine.

"Mr. Han, did I cause you trouble?" Wen Ruosheng asked softly.

Originally, I thought that I could go to the company to do something within my ability, but I didn't expect it to become like this.

Han Jingting cleared his throat: "Do you feel better?"

Wen Ruosheng was not used to Han Jingting's sudden relationship, even his tone of voice was gentle.

Before Wen Ruosheng could speak, Han Jingting added: "Don't think too much, after all, it happened at work. I don't care about anything. Wouldn't it be scandalous if it spread?"

Hearing Han Jingting's words, Wen Ruosheng's expression was loveless.

It seems that she was thinking too much, thinking that Han Jingting was so merciful that she actually cared about the survival of her subordinates.

Wen Ruosheng, who has always been in excellent physical fitness, didn't know what happened this time, but he had such a severe fever, and the soreness all over his body can be remembered for many times until now.

"I'm ready, I can go back to work." Wen Ruosheng got up and was about to get out of bed.

It's just that I don't have any strength in my body, even if I want to get out of bed with my own ability, it's still a little difficult.

"Lie down." Han Jingting sternly reprimanded him.

Wen Ruosheng was taken aback, before she had time to think about it, she lay back on her seat in a well-behaved manner.

It's just that this feeling made her feel very uncomfortable, like a bird imprisoned in a cage, without any freedom.

It's no wonder that it should have caused Han Jingting so much trouble. Wen Ruosheng had no choice but to lie obediently on the bed and stare at the ceiling above his head in a daze.

After a long time, Han Jingting put down the materials in his hand and turned his attention to Wen Ruosheng.

At this moment, there are too many questions to know, but seeing Wen Ruosheng's innocent eyes, he still held back and said nothing.

Wen Ruosheng was even more stubborn, as long as she didn't ask her questions, she planned to keep quiet like this.

The ward was very quiet, except for the beeping sound from the ventilator at the side, even each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

Wen Ruosheng's heart beats very fast, no matter how many times he has been in close contact with Han Jingting in such an environment, he still can't help the restlessness in his heart.

Seeing that Wen Ruosheng didn't speak, Han Jingting naturally wouldn't take the initiative to ask for something.

Soon, a stomach growling came from Wen Ruosheng's direction.

There was no need to think that she must be hungry. The body that had been maintained by glucose for so many days, even if it was made of iron, should still feel hungry.

Han Jingting arranged for the kitchen to deliver food early on. Wen Ruosheng smelled the smell, if not for his self-control, his saliva would probably flow out at this time.

"Want to eat?" Han Jingting pointed to the food beside him.

Wen Ruosheng nodded, then shook her head, she didn't know whether she should want to eat or not.

With Wen Ruosheng's current situation, it is indeed difficult to eat, but there is no one else to see here except Han Jingting, is it possible that he should be fed?

Thinking of this, Wen Ruosheng shook his head subconsciously, let it go, what is she capable of, she wants the young owner of the Han Group to take care of herself.

Just when Wen Ruosheng was hesitating about this, Han Jingting's spoon had already been placed in front of Wen Ruosheng.

"You just have a fever, there's no need to make such a big deal." Han Jingting said coldly.

Obviously she loves Wen Ruosheng, but she is proud not to let him speak so bluntly, so she has to restrain herself somewhat.

"I, Mr. Han, I'll do it myself." After speaking, Wen Ruosheng was about to raise his hand.

It's just that her hands can't bear the strength at all, let alone eating, even raising them is a problem.

The black lines on Han Jingting's face were already stiff as his hands were hanging in mid-air.

If it wasn't for the fear of the soup splashing on Wen Ruosheng's body, it might have been thrown aside long ago.

"Are you going to let me hold it all the time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a force on his wrist, and Wen Ruosheng put all his strength into his mouth, and put the soup into his mouth in one gulp.

Seeing Wen Ruosheng gorging on food, Han Jingting felt particularly relieved.

Every movement of Wen Ruosheng was uneasy, his cheeks that had just subsided from the fever turned red again, and he could feel his body getting hot.

But Han Jingting had already raised it in front of him, how could Wen Ruosheng dare to say no.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads. This sentence really got a perfect interpretation.

Seeing the bottom of the soup, Wen Ruosheng's heart sank.

There was a distance between the two of them, and from the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of Han Jingting's gentle side face, which was cold and pampered.

After a quick glance, she turned her attention to the soup in front of her. From Wen Ruosheng's point of view, Han Jingting might be something she could only dream of in her lifetime.

A self controlled by others, no matter how perfect she is, is still not worthy of the aloof young master of the Han family. She knew this from the very beginning.

Wen Ruosheng smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.