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Sheng Yiruo has been a pampered girl since she was a child, how has she ever taken care of others?

Naturally, she was in a hurry to take care of others. She even forgot to pour water.

Sheng Yiruo hurriedly stretched out his hand, "You have medicine in your mouth, don't spit it out, I'll pour water."

After finishing speaking, she got up and took the water glass on the bedside table to pour water.

Qin Siyuan looked at Sheng Yiruo's flustered and messy appearance, because she was rushing back to give him medicine, she probably trotted up, with sweat on the tip of her nose and rosy cheeks.

This kind of Sheng Yiruo is undoubtedly charming. Although Qin Siyuan was burned uncomfortably, his heart was sweet.

Sheng Yiruo came in with a water glass, sat by the bed and handed it to Qin Siyuan's mouth, "Warm water, drink up the medicine soon."

Qin Siyuan swallowed the medicine with a grunt, but his expression was not very good-looking, he muttered, "It's so bitter..."

Sheng Yiruo didn't expect that a man like Qin Siyuan would feel sick and delicate at this moment, like a fragile little flower in autumn, which makes people feel that no matter how strong the autumn wind is, the petals will be scattered and withered.

She smiled and asked, "Um, I bought a cake, it's sweet, do you want to try it?"

"I want to eat, but I'm dizzy," Qin Siyuan leaned back on the head of the bed, he pursed his lips, "Isn't it a bit...offensive to ask you to feed me?"

Sheng Yiruo glanced at the kitchen just now, she guessed that Qin Siyuan didn't eat at all, and the trash can didn't even have a takeaway, presumably he was burnt like this, how could he have the strength to get up to eat?

She pursed her lips, "Mr. Qin has helped me so many times, you are so sick now, why is it so abrupt for me to feed you?"

Sheng Yiruo got up to cut the cake, the corners of Qin Siyuan's mouth curled up.

When a small spoonful of cake is fed into Qin Siyuan's mouth, the dense, silky and sweet taste, the enjoyment on his taste buds is single, but the sweetness in his heart is extraordinarily rich.

For a moment, he felt that if Sheng Yiruo in front of him became his wife, the rest of his life would be sweet.

Sheng Yiruo was uncomfortable seeing Qin Siyuan's blurred and red eyes.

Suddenly, Qin Siyuan pushed Sheng Yiruo's hand away, "Okay, I don't want to eat. Eating too much will ruin your body."

"Well, what would you like for dinner tonight?"

Sheng Yiruo glanced at his watch, then thought about dinner.

Qin Siyuan didn't eat a lot of cakes, and recovering from a severe cold needs to replenish his physical strength. Naturally, he had to eat well to recover faster.

Sheng Yiruo took out his phone to order takeaway, and Qin Siyuan reached out to grab her phone, "Yiruo, don't you know how to cook?"

"Well," Sheng Yiruo's face was embarrassed, and the two blushes became even more red, "But I can... eat, and I know which restaurant's signature dishes are delicious."

"Takeaway is unhealthy. I'm not healthy now. You still let me eat takeaway?"

Qin Siyuan lowered his eyes, smiling helplessly and pitifully.

"Then what should I do? I can cook instant noodles."

Sheng Yiruo suggested again in a low voice, Qin Siyuan chuckled, "There are dumplings in the refrigerator, cook them for me!"

Sheng Yiruo nodded hurriedly, "No problem."

"Go to sleep first, I'll wash some fruit, and cook dumplings for you later."

Qin Siyuan lay obediently on the bed, Sheng Yiruo reached out and touched his forehead, "If the anti-fever patch is no longer cold, just call me, and I will change it for you."

Qin Siyuan nodded, and said softly, "Yi Ruo, thank you for your hard work."

Yiruo?

Sheng Yiruo felt that if Qin Siyuan still called her Miss Sheng, she would feel more at ease, and she would feel a little ambiguous, just like the tip of his tongue touched her palm just now.

But at this time, she was struggling with the title of a patient, and it seemed that she was making a fuss over a molehill.

Sheng Yiruo, who finished washing the fruits in the kitchen, went back to the bedroom to change Qin Siyuan's fever-reducing stickers, and the phone was left on the bedside table, and then she went back to make a fruit plate.

In the past, when she was sick and lost her appetite, her second brother Sheng Yiheng would make fruit platters and fruit soup for her. He always said that supplementing vitamins would help her recover from her cold.

And her third brother Sheng Yiming will also testify from the perspective of a master of medicine, "Supplementing vitamins can improve immunity and relieve fever. The main purpose is to make you feel comfortable. Taking medicine for colds is mainly for relief, not treatment. So, don't be so hypocritical , my brother is simply coaxing you to eat more."

Thinking, thinking, Sheng Yiruo's eyes turned red.

The second brother is missing, and the third brother ignores her. When will her family be reunited?

Is there any hope in this life?

While Qin Siyuan was in a coma, Sheng Yiruo's cell phone rang. He reached for the cell phone, and the name that jumped on it was - boss Fu Zhaochen.

Instead of hanging up, he muted his voice.

Qin Siyuan saw that the battery of the mobile phone was only 13% left, as long as Fu Zhaochen continued to play, it would definitely shut down.

Thinking of this, he turned around and closed his eyes again.

In the chairman's office of Zhaoyi Group, Fu Zhaochen threw his mobile phone aside.

With a bang, He Yu who was standing beside him trembled in fright, but he dared not speak out.

The person they sent to protect Sheng Yiruo told Fu Zhaochen half an hour ago that Sheng Yiruo did not rest at home but went to a high-end residential complex in Pingning District - Yueran Zundi.

Fu Zhaochen panicked at the time, he was afraid that Sheng Yiruo had gone to Yeyucheng, and later Fu Zhaochen's chief bodyguard, Ji Chen, reported that Qin Siyuan lived there.

Fu Zhaochen leaned back on his seat, he saw the photos Ji Chen sent him, Sheng Yiruo went to Qin Siyuan with fruits and cakes, and then went to the pharmacy to buy antipyretics, ear thermometers and other things .

He knew that Qin Siyuan might be ill, so Sheng Yiruo went to take care of her.

However, with so many people in Qin Siyuan's law firm, why did he choose Sheng Yiruo to take care of him?And why did Sheng Yiruo want to take care of Qin Siyuan, but didn't answer his phone?

"Well, Mr. Fu," He Yu glanced at the time and said again, "Shangyue is going to call to confirm the dishes, what do you think?"

Shangyue is a high-end Cantonese cuisine club, Sheng Yiruo likes to eat the dishes there, the taste is good and the environment is better.

The owner of Shangyue is also the chef. He was the chef of the state banquet before.

The store has strict rules and only accepts members-only customers, and only six tables a day, and needs to be booked in advance, and the dishes must be confirmed after booking.

Fu Zhaochen glanced at his watch, and it was already time for dinner, "Forget it, cancel it!"

He took out the car keys from the drawer, picked up his mobile phone, "I'm leaving first, please guard the company."

Fu Zhaochen put on his suit jacket and left.

He Yu shook his head with a wry smile, "Are you going to block someone's door?"

He helped Fu Zhaochen shut down the computer, and then put away the files on the desktop, "Hey, being in love makes people lose their spirits!"

On the way to Yueran's residence, Fu Zhaochen called Sheng Yiruo a few more times, but no one answered.

Every time the phone call "the number you dialed is not answered, please dial again later, the number you dialed cannot be connected. please try dialing again later", Fu Zhaochen's irritability and resentment will deepen.

Fu Zhaochen sent a voice message to Sheng Yiruo again, "Where are you? Why didn't you answer my call?"

However, there was still no reply from Sheng Yiruo.

On the other side, Sheng Yiruo was looking at the dumplings in the pot and "sighed at the ocean". She didn't understand how a pot of dumplings could be boiled into a pot of pimple soup?

When Qin Siyuan came over, he saw Sheng Yiruo was counting the leftover uncooked quick-frozen dumplings at a loss.

He glanced at the pot, and he chuckled, "Yiruo, you need to boil the dumplings in the pot under water, did you throw the dumplings in the cold water?"

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

She turned around with a mournful face, "Really, I... I thought your dumplings were packaged with instructions, but it turned out..."

Qin Siyuan smiled, "This is a handmade dumpling made by Huo Yao's mother, and he gave it to me."

He comforted Sheng Yiruo with a pleasant face, "I'll cook, you watch TV for a while."

Sheng Yiruo was uncomfortable, and he looked very cute with big men's slippers buckled on his toes.

The pampered little girl, with fair and round toes, well-manicured nails, not to mention light pink nail polish, looks very charming and charming.

Qin Siyuan withdrew his gaze, "If you feel embarrassed that the dumplings are spoiled, why don't you cook them again?"