Mrs. Lu picked it up

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked to the door of the study, through which she could even hear Lu Jingchuan's phone call.

Song Li paused, what should she say after entering?
What would Lu Jingchuan think of her?

Do you think she still has thoughts about him, and even took the initiative to court him?

She put down her hands, Lu Jingchuan is almost 30 years old, not three years old, doesn't he know how to take care of himself?
Song Li felt that she and the butler were worried too much, so she turned back to the bedroom.

Since the miscarriage, Song Li's body has become very weak, lying on the bed, she fell asleep in a daze.

the next day.

Song Li woke up early because she was going to study on the set.

The indoor curtains were drawn, the light was dim, and the time could not be distinguished.

When Song Li touched the phone, she touched the people around her.

Extremely high temperature.

Song Li opened her eyes suddenly, she just woke up, her consciousness was fuzzy.

Lu Jingchuan's face was pale, his black hair was somewhat messy, his lips were bloodless, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his breathing was extremely rapid.

"Lu Jingchuan!"

When did he come back last night, Song Li had no memory at all.

He yelled, but the man didn't respond at all.

Song Li leaned over and reached out to check the temperature of the man's forehead.

Hot, you can fry a soft-boiled egg.

After one year of marriage, Lu Jingchuan has always been like an unfallen mountain, and has never fallen ill.

Song Li was at a loss, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed with bare feet, and used the phone on the table to make an internal call.

"Mrs?"

The housekeeper's voice sounded, Song Li: "Housekeeper, call the family doctor, A Chuan has a fever, the wound may be infected."

The butler responded, his voice visibly anxious.

There was no medical team in Greentown Champs before.

A year ago, Lu Jingchuan picked Song Li home. She was too weak and had a high fever for three days. She was sent to the hospital every midnight. Once Lu Jingchuan stayed at the company for half the night and found out too late. Nearly burned her brain out.

After that time, Lu Jingchuan asked the housekeeper to clean up the small bungalow on the west side of the villa, and hired a medical team.

Because it is in the Champs Elysees in Greentown, people come very quickly.

The butler hurried upstairs with the doctor, Song Li stood aside and waited, obviously planning to draw a line with him, but she still couldn't help being taken away by Lu Jingchuan.

Can't help worrying about his safety.

"Song Song!"

There was a smile on her upturned face, which was extremely bright and contagious.

Song Li involuntarily followed her and raised her lips, "Mengmeng, why are you here?"

Yunmeng went upstairs and reached out to her: "Miss Song, I am your manager Yunmeng, here to pick you up to the set, let's go."

No wonder yesterday when she said that she had found a job, Yunmeng not only didn't ask, but also smiled meaningfully.

"No, I can't go yet."

Song Li subconsciously refused, Lu Jingchuan was severely whipped, and now he has a fever, the wound must be infected.

Wound infection is very serious.

"What's wrong?" Yunmeng asked in a low voice seeing that she still couldn't hide the panic in her eyes.

"Lu Jingchuan has a fever, I..."

It was only then that Yunmeng realized that the bedroom was full of people, several family doctors in white coats surrounded the bed, and Lu Jingchuan's shadow was submerged in it.

For Lu Jingchuan, Yunmeng didn't have any good impressions, and said in a low voice: "Song Song, he has a fever, what's the use of you staying here? There are doctors here, and you can only do a disservice here."

"Besides, the director is still waiting for you on the set. It's not good to skip work on the first day, it will affect the director's perception of you."

"Song Song, do you still love him?"

Yunmeng's words are too lethal, because she has suffered too much since she was a child, Song Li is a very rational person, and the premise of everything she does is to put herself first and not let herself get hurt. is her only standard.

Lu Jingchuan doesn't love her, if she still loves Lu Jingchuan, how can she get away with it?

Song Li bit her lower lip, her eye circles were red: "Song Song, think it over, you decided to leave him, it won't do you any good to invest too much affection in him."

Yunmeng pointed to the people in the bedroom: "Song Song, look, there are so many people here. After Lu Jingchuan woke up, the doctor cured him, and the housekeeper took care of him. There is nothing wrong with you. You are a woman Children, you should be kind to yourself, and you should think about yourself first. These words of mine may sound a little ruthless to you, but the premise of my thoughts is because I hope you have a good life. "

Song Li stood for a long time before taking a deep breath and looking at Yunmeng: "Mengmeng, do you know that at that time my father was going to marry me to that old man, and after I found out, I fled to Lincheng overnight? What have you been through?"

Yunmeng knew about almost marrying the old man. Her adoptive father gave Song Li sleeping pills.

If it wasn't for Song Li's strong willpower, she might not have escaped that catastrophe by running to Lincheng by herself.

"It was Lu Jingchuan who took me to the hospital for gastric lavage, fed me, clothed me, and married me back home with an unknown origin."

Song Li ran to Lincheng with her ID card. Her adoptive father never treated her as an adult, and the sleeping pills she was fed were lethal.

"The child's matter may be Sheng Lan's own decision. Mengmeng, Lu Jingchuan didn't feel sorry for me except that he didn't love me..."

Song Li felt that this kind of thinking was quite cheap.

But if you think about it in another way, if you don't love, you don't love. At least after Lu Jingchuan's first love came back, he didn't cheat, but gave her a divorce agreement.

The main reason is that Lu Jingchuan is a little too weak now, she can't control it all the time, and wants to find reasons and excuses for Lu Jingchuan.

Song Li stroked Yunmeng away, and strode in.

As soon as he stood still at the head of the bed, Lu Jingchuan just opened his eyes, and he didn't know how he was the first to find her shadow among the crowd.

As soon as his eyes met her, he squinted his eyes and smiled, but because of his weakness, the man's smile didn't seem to be that lethal.

"Mrs. Lu hasn't left the house yet."

He was probably still angry: "Why, stay here to make sure I'm dead or not?"

Yunmeng blushed with anger at his words, she tugged Song Li from behind, "Song Song, you know, this is called a dog biting Lu Dongbin!"

Song Li took a deep breath, and troubled her as soon as she woke up, thinking it was nothing serious.

"It's a pity, Mr. Lu is fine, and there is no way to share your inheritance."

After saying this, Song Li clearly saw the veins on Lu Jingchuan's forehead twitch.

Song Licai didn't care what Lu Jingchuan's reaction was, she turned around and went into the cloakroom, changing into a white one-piece dress.

Song Li and Yunmeng went downstairs, and when they were about to go out, the butler chased after them.

"Mrs!"