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Song Yang drove the car to the hospital as quickly as possible.

The dean led a group of experts to greet him immediately, and then saw Fu Yushen anxiously holding a woman out of the car.

Everyone recognized it at a glance, that woman turned out to be Ye Shengge, a popular female star on the Internet these two days.

Everyone was stunned for a second.

Ye Shengge is a female star, how did she get involved with this master?

Moreover, the relationship between the two seems to be very close, Mr. Fu looks like a treasure.

But he was only stunned for a second, and the dean immediately stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fu, is this lady the one who needs to be seen? Tezhu Song told me the general situation on the phone just now. It's urgent. Let's go first." Take this lady to the consultation room."

Fu Yushen's complexion was deep: "Okay."

Entering the consultation room, Ye Shengge was helped to lie down on the hospital bed, and several experts jointly consulted.

Song Yang wiped the perspiration from his forehead. In a blink of an eye, Mr. Fu kept frowning and didn't let it go. He was obviously worried about Ms. Ye's situation.

The experts didn't dare to delay and immediately checked Ye Shengge's situation.

After all, this person was brought here by Fu Yushen himself, so he didn't dare to neglect.

Seeing the red and swollen patches on Ye Shengge's exposed skin, the experts exchanged a few words in low voices, looked at Ye Shengge and asked, "Miss Ye, do you feel tightness in your chest and numbness in your limbs now?"

Ye Shengge nodded. Not only did he feel tightness in his chest, but his breathing began to become difficult.

The expert with the most seniority said: "Miss Ye, you have a severe allergy. If it gets worse, it will probably lead to shock."

allergy?shock?

Ye Shengge was taken aback. She was allergic to mangoes, but she didn't touch mangoes today.

The doctor immediately arranged treatment for Ye Shengge and checked for allergens at the same time.

When Fu Yushen heard the word "shock", his brows tightened even further, his whole body feeling depressed.

In the ward.

Ye Shengge leaned back on the hospital bed for infusion, and the feeling of chest tightness gradually eased a little: "So it's an allergy, which makes it so exciting..."

It's kind of embarrassing.

Song Yang had lingering fear on his face: "Miss Ye, the doctor said just now, if it is more serious, it may go into shock. Fortunately, we came in time."

"And you're sick, Mr. Fu is so worried about you, whether it's a serious illness or a minor illness, he can't be careless!"

Song Yang could see it, don't say that Ms. Ye has a dangerous allergy, even if she has a common fever and discomfort, Boss Fu will be very nervous.

Hearing this, Ye Shengge took a look at Fu Yushen who was beside him.

Just now, when she didn't know it was an allergy, her skin was red and swollen piece by piece. It looked so scary, but Fu Yushen hugged her without any suspicion, and comforted her not to be afraid.

Ye Shengge curled up his fingers unconsciously, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably.

Song Yang had good eyesight, and he exited the ward cleverly, instead of staying here as a light bulb.

Only Ye Shengge and Fu Yushen were left in the ward.

The man sat down on the chair in front of the hospital bed, and gently touched her head: "Do you still feel bad now?"

Ye Shengge shook his head, the infusion had taken effect, and he didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

But the red and swollen skin on the arm was still a little itchy, and I couldn't help but want to reach out and scratch it.

Fu Yushen held her down quickly with his eyes and hands, with a hint of coaxing tone: "Be patient first, don't touch her."

Due to illness, Ye Shengge's clear eyes were filled with water vapor, and the ends of his eyes were slightly red, looking a little delicate: "But it's really itchy, I'll just scratch it, just one."

Fu Yushen pressed her hand, his low and mellow voice was soft and gentle, coaxing her patiently: "Sheng Sheng, be good, be obedient."

Ye Shengge really felt itchy and wanted to scratch.

Fu Yushen had no choice but to carefully avoid her infusion needle, and gently pressed his fingers on the red and swollen skin of her arm: "Is this more comfortable?"

Ye Shengge instantly relieved the itching and nodded comfortably.

Fu Yushen pressed her lightly, and looked sideways: "Have you eaten the mango?"

Ye Shengge immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No!"

She knew that she was allergic to mangoes, so how could she take the initiative to touch mangoes?

Just as Ye Shengge was about to speak, he suddenly realized a problem and asked curiously, "Do you still remember that I'm allergic to mangoes? I thought you had forgotten."

The man glanced at her slowly, his tone was unpredictable, and he couldn't tell what emotion he said: "Of course I remember things related to you."

Ye Shengge was startled, blinked his eyes, and then blinked again: "No wonder I bit you when I was a child, and you hold grudges to this day."

Fu Yushen: "?"

hold a grudge?

Fu Yushen was almost laughed angrily, and stared at her for a long while without saying a word.

Suddenly, he leaned over and moved closer to her face.

Ye Shengge's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously ducked back.

But she was sitting on the hospital bed, with a wall behind her head, and she couldn't escape at all, so she couldn't help holding her breath: "Why are you so close?"

The man's dark eyes stared at her, his gaze moved down ambiguously, and landed on her cherry red lips.

Immediately afterwards, a deep and sexy voice rolled out of his throat, with a little joke: "Since I hold a grudge so much, do I have to bite it back?"

!!!

Ye Shengge's eyes widened.

He still wants to bite back?

Suddenly, a sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted the vague ambiguity in the air.

It was Ye Shengge's phone.

It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening, who called her?

Ye Shengge took out his phone and looked at it. The caller ID: Su Muxun.

Fu Yushen naturally saw the name, his breath sank, and his brows and eyes showed a bit of coldness.

Ye Shengge took the opportunity to push him away, "I'll answer the phone first."

After speaking, swipe the screen to answer.

Su Muxun's Qingyue voice came from the receiver of the mobile phone: "Shengsheng, I'm sorry, I have something to ask for your help. I'm really bothering you by calling you so late."

Ye Shengge asked suspiciously, "What's the matter? I'm in the hospital now, so it might not be convenient."

"Hospital?" Su Muxun asked quickly after hearing this, "Are you sick? Why did you go to the hospital?"

Ye Shengge: "Allergy."

Su Muxun: "Allergy? Are you allergic to something? Is it serious?"

Ye Shengge glanced at the infusion bottle, and answered briefly, "It's not serious, it's much better."

He felt more and more surprised that after so many years, Fu Yushen still remembered that she was allergic to mangoes.

On the other end of the phone, Su Muxun expressed a bit of worry in his tone: "Which hospital are you in? Let me go and visit you now."

The ward was very quiet. Fu Yushen faintly heard these words, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at Ye Shengge silently.

Ye Shengge's heart pounded when he saw him, and he couldn't help but ask with his eyes: What's wrong?

Fu Yushen was sitting in front of the hospital bed, and she had pressed her hand under his arm when he made a fuss just now.

He looked at the suppressed hand, and spoke lazily, without deliberately lowering the volume, to ensure that the person on the other end of the phone could also hear it.

He laughed and said, "Baby, your hands are numb from your pressure."

Ye Shengge asked for a moment, "?"