After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Bed photos? ?

These three words completely stepped on Bo Hanshi's minefield.

The man's dark pupils shrank, and a manic and depressive qi accumulated in his chest, expanding wider and wider.

The sudden disappearance of Ye Qinghe was enough to annoy him. Qiao Yu left him and returned to Nancheng. Bao Hanshi's mood was unstable all day long.

The hands hanging down on his knees trembled uncontrollably under his eyelids.

Bo Hanshi closed his eyes and suppressed the physical discomfort... He didn't continue to confront the trolls and directly called Qiao Yu.

After calling several times, Qiao Yu's phone was still unreachable.

Sighing softly, he finally accepted his fate and had no choice but to call Yan Chen, whom he usually disliked seeing the most.

The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.

Yan Chen on the other end had just connected and said "Hello" before he could speak.

Qiao Yu's painful low voice came from the phone: "Brother Yan... I feel so uncomfortable..."

Yan Chen didn't have time to answer the phone, he only cared about Qiao Yu, "Do you feel bad? Where do you feel bad?"

"It's so itchy..."

It felt like there were millions of ants crawling all over my body.

Qiao Yu unconsciously grabbed her neck, chest... with her fingertips, her white skin was quickly scratched with blood marks one after another.

Yan Chen quickly grabbed her hand, "Xiao Huan, don't grab it!"

"I can not hold it in……"

The voice that came through the phone was soft and graceful, low and gentle, like the curls of weeping willows on a rainy night in the south of the Yangtze River, hazy and lingering.

This voice... was completely different from the usual voice that was as cold as a mountain stream.

Bao Hanshi held the phone, his face grew colder and colder, and a thick layer of ice formed under his dark eyes, "Yan, Chen! What are you doing to Yuyu?"

"..."

The man's sharp voice, as sharp as ice, came over the phone with a cold rebuke, boiling with anger.

Over there, inside the black Bentley.

Yan Chen grabbed Qiao Yu's erratic hand and said to Bo Han, "What can I do to Xiao Huan? What Xiao Huan wants to do to me now!"

"..."

Bao Hanshi's face was cold and white, gloomy and depressed to the extreme, and he almost said every word from his teeth: "Yan, Chen!"

Fury boils.

On the phone, Qiao Yu's rustling voice came, as if she had lost her mind: "It's so hot..."

Yan Chen was still coaxing Qiao Yu with a good temper: "Xiao Huan, Ren Ren, we are almost there..."

Coming? ?

"..."

Bo Hanshi was also going crazy.

Yan Chen: "Hang up now and talk about it later. I'm very busy now."

"........."

"beep--"

The call was immediately disconnected.

Bo Hanshi's face turned completely dark!

……

Here, as soon as the black Bentley arrived at the door of the hospital, Yan Chen helped Qiao Yu enter the hospital.

The doctor had no choice but to use sedatives casually, fearing that the sedatives would conflict with the medicine she was taking.

In the end, I only made one unconstructive suggestion: "Or, could you take her home and shower her with cold water?"

"..."

The doctor paused, glanced at Yan Chen, and thought they were boyfriend and girlfriend, then said, "Or, can you help her?"

Yan Chen: "..."

He likes Qiao Yu, so naturally he is willing, but if Qiao Yu wakes up, won't he hate him?

Qiao Yu's cheeks burned red, with the last trace of reason remaining.

She grabbed Yan Chen's sleeves and gritted her teeth: "Go home...throw me into cold water!"

……

Nearly three hours later.

Mr. Yan was standing outside the bathroom door with a cane and a sad look on his face. He asked the maid inside: "How is Xiao Huan?"

In the bathroom, the maid's voice answered urgently: "The eldest lady is shivering from the cold, but as soon as she gets up from the cold water, she is itchy all over again! Master, what should I do?"

Mr. Yan felt really distressed when he heard this.

He subconsciously looked at Yan Chen: "It really can't be done, you..."

This is the time when life is at stake!

Yan Chen was embarrassed and laughed, "Father, if I really do that, do you think Xiao Huan will chop me to death with a knife tomorrow morning?"

Yan Lao paced back and forth anxiously.

Hesitating...

There was a sound of car engines outside the hospital.

Then, a series of rapid and steady steps were walking towards home!

Downstairs, Lao Du's eyes instantly brightened, "Master, the cheap son-in-law is here!"

One got excited and said he did the splits.

This mouth... Lao Du raised his hand and slapped himself.

He quickly led Bao Hanshi upstairs: "Uncle, you're finally here! The young lady is almost freezing to death!"

He rushed to Nancheng overnight during the cold weather. It was snowing outside, and his coat was still carrying the biting chill of the winter night.

His expression became even more gloomy: "Who had the bad idea to soak her in cold water!"

Yan Chen: "...Xiao Huan requested it herself."

"..."

Bo Hanshi didn't even have time to say hello to Mr. Yan and the others, and rushed straight into the bathroom.

Qiao Yu sat in the bathtub with her clothes on, holding herself in her arms and shivering from the cold.

Bo Hanshi picked her up from the cold water.

He glanced at the maid and said concisely: "Go out, close the door, I will take care of you."

"……it is good."

After the servant went out, the bathroom door closed again.

Outside the door, Mr. Yan breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "Fortunately, my son-in-law arrived in time."

Everyone: "..."

……

In the bathroom, Bo Hanshi peeled off Qiao Yu's soaked cold clothes.

The skin that was so cold that it was almost unconscious suddenly felt a burst of heat, and Qiao Yu suddenly shivered.

Her whole body was so cold that she couldn't take a hot shower directly and needed to be warmed up a little.

Bo Hanshi grabbed a thick and dry large bath towel and wrapped it tightly around her body. With a hook of his big hand, he carried her horizontally to the bed in the bedroom.

Qiao Yu took a cold bath for nearly three hours, feeling half awake and half dazed.

A soft, dim, warm orange night light is on in the bedroom.

Faintly, she saw a tall and familiar male figure, facing her against the dim light.

She opened her eyes and looked at it several times, but the shadow in front of her eyes was too heavy, and she was not sure that it was really Bo Hanshi.

It's more like a strong hallucination after taking traditional Chinese medicine.

The man took off his coat, pulled off his tie, and unbuckled his belt... As he approached her, Qiao Yu used his remaining strength to raise his arm and slapped her.

But this slap had already been intercepted by the other party before it landed.

The man's well-joined hands grasped the slender wrist and pressed it against the pillow. At the same time, the tall body sank slightly along with the soft bed surface.

Qiao Yu was restrained.

Bo Hanshi waved his hand, pulled the quilt over, and covered the two of them. For a moment, in the small space, only each other's breath was left.

He leaned down, the hot air swept across Qiao Yu's ears, and smiled: "You're even going to hit me?"

At first I thought it was because the drug was so powerful that I not only experienced hallucinations, but also auditory hallucinations.

But when the man's big hands clasped the back of her head, supported her body, and kissed her passionately... almost instantly, Qiao Yu was sure it was him based on her body memory.

Qiao Yu subconsciously opened her lips and teeth to him and murmured: "Bao Hanshi..."

His dry and warm palms stroked the hair on her temples, his calloused and slightly rough fingertips rubbed her delicate and red hot cheeks, and he responded to her in a hoarse voice: "I'm here."

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