Husband, please let me go, you are the male protagonist in the sad novel!

She covered her forehead with her hands and ran towards the garden.

There are outdoor tables and chairs next to the water system next to the garden, with a huge Roman umbrella above them.

The Roman umbrella was also swaying in the strong wind, as if it would be overturned at any time.

Su Lian held the umbrella handle tightly with both hands and used all her strength to drag the Roman umbrella to the garden.

The flowers had been beaten down by raindrops so hard that they could not lift their heads. Only when Su Lian moved the umbrella over their heads did they straighten up again.

Suddenly, hailstones the size of quail eggs fell from the sky, hitting the ground with a "crackling" sound.

Su Lian held the umbrella open to prevent it from being blown over by the strong wind.

The hailstones hit the ground and bounced under the umbrella, rolling to Su Lian's feet.

She was soaked all over and was shivering in the wind.

After more than ten minutes, the hail and heavy rain finally stopped.

Su Lian's hands and feet were cold, and two crystal clear streams of milky way flowed from her nose.

She trotted back to the room, took off her clothes that were still dripping with rain, and rushed into the bathroom to take a hot bath.

After taking a shower, I felt exhausted and fell asleep as soon as I got into bed.

It was already evening when Lu Jinghuan hurried home after work.

He had been prepared for all the flowers to be killed by the hail, so he was stunned when he saw the roses still full of vitality and the large umbrella covering his door.

He walked under the umbrella and saw that the metal keel inside the umbrella had been deformed.

Those were the marks left by Su Lian when he was fighting against the strong wind.

Lu Jinghuan's face was full of confusion.

Why did Su Lian help him save the flowers? It seemed that she had put a lot of effort into saving them.

Lu Jinghuan squatted down and brushed the rain off the petals with his fingers, feeling a strange emotion in his heart.

He got up and went into the house, where the puppy was waiting at the door, waving its head to welcome him.

Going upstairs, Su Lian's door was ajar.

Lu Jinghuan knocked on the door, "Su Lian."

He knocked for a long time, but there was no response from inside.

At this time, Su Lian was already dizzy and confused due to the fever.

Lu Jinghuan sensed something was wrong and shouted into the house, "I'm going in."

After waiting for a few seconds, he pushed open Su Lian's door.

I saw Su Lian lying on the bed, her face flushed and her breathing heavy.

"what happened to you?"

Lu Jinghuan quickly walked to Su Lian's bed and reached out to touch her forehead.

The scorching temperature entered Lu Jinghuan's palm, and he patted Su Lian's cheek gently, "Wake up, can you hear me?"

Su Lian slowly opened her eyes, "Well...what's wrong..."

"You have a fever."

Su Lian said weakly: "Oh... maybe I caught a cold from the rain, it's okay... I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Lu Jinghuan thought of the Roman umbrella covering the garden and asked her, "Why are you getting wet in the rain?"

"To save your precious roses, cough cough cough."

Lu Jinghuan was stunned for a moment, "Wait, I'll go get the medicine."

He strode out of the room, and Su Lian fell into a deep sleep again.

In the chaos, Su Lian felt a strong hand lifting her up from the bed.

She opened her eyes and saw Lu Jinghuan holding a pill in his hand and putting it to her mouth.

"Open your mouth and take the medicine."

Su Lian was confused by the burns, and the famous scene of "Da Lang taking medicine" emerged in her mind.

Damn it, take advantage of her illness to kill her.

The sinister man is going to harm her!

It’s a pity that she sacrificed her healthy body to save those useless girls. What an ungrateful person!

She closed her mouth tightly and refused to take the medicine given by Lu Jinghuan.

Lu Jinghuan was speechless, "Why, are you afraid that I will poison you to death?"

Su Lian closed her eyes weakly.

【It is better to die of illness than to be poisoned.】

Lu Jinghuan felt angry and amused. Could this woman have been burned to death?

He frowned impatiently, reached out and pinched Su Lian's chin, pried open her mouth and stuffed the medicine into her throat.

Before Su Lian could struggle, she swallowed the pill reflexively.

The pills stuck in her throat, bitter and choking.

Lu Jinghuan put a cup of warm water to her mouth. Su Lian hurriedly took a big sip and swallowed the medicine with the water.

She stared at Lu Jinghuan breathlessly.

Lu Jinghuan said expressionlessly: "Wait for death, you will die of the poison in five minutes."

Su Lian wanted to scratch Lu Jinghuan's face, but before she could raise her hand, Lu Jinghuan pushed her back onto the bed and wrapped her in a quilt like a silkworm.

Lu Jinghuan warned her with a cold face, "The more excited you are, the faster the poison will take effect. Be quiet."

After he finished speaking, he left Su Lian's room and closed the door heavily.

Su Lian stared at the door and cursed him weakly in a hoarse voice.

"Lu Jinghuan, you bastard...I will seek revenge on you even if I die and turn into a ghost..."

She was already weak, and after all the tossing and turning, she was exhausted. She didn't even have the strength to hold up her eyelids, and soon closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Lu Jinghuan left Su Lian's room and went downstairs to the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator, took out lean meat and vegetables, and started cooking porridge.

Thinking of Su Lian's refusal to be harmed just now, Lu Jinghuan felt puzzled.

Sick in the brain...

After the porridge was cooked, Lu Jinghuan took a bite and nodded with satisfaction.

He poured the porridge into a small bowl and brought it to Su Lian's room.

Su Lian was still asleep. Lu Jinghuan put the bowl of porridge on the bedside table and picked up the digital thermometer.

I measured Su Lian's forehead and it was 36.8c.

The fever has gone away.

"Buzzing..."

The screen of Su Lian's phone lit up and the caller ID showed: Xiao Cui.

Lu Jinghuan stared at the phone for a few seconds, picked it up and pressed the answer button.

"Hey."

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a long time, "Is it...Su Lian's phone?"

"Well, I'm Lu Jinghuan."

"Brother Huan?!"

"Are you looking for her for something? She's sleeping."

Qian Jiashu stuttered out of shock, "You...she...you two, why are you together?!"

Lu Jinghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is there a problem?"

Qian Jiashu was stunned for a long time before he spoke:

"No, no problem... Well, when she wakes up, ask her to send me the location and I'll pick up the puppy tomorrow."

Lu Jinghuan looked down at the naughty kid who was chewing his slippers and said, "No need. I'll take care of this puppy."

"what?"

"Is there anything else?"

"……Gone."

"Okay, when she wakes up, ask her to call you back."

"Ah."

Qian Jiashu hung up the phone and looked at the time on his phone.

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Could it be that the two of them...slept together?

Thinking of this, Qian Jiashu suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and felt extremely lost.

Lu Jinghuan pulled Su Lian out of bed without waiting for her to open her eyes.

"Get up and eat."

When Su Lian opened her eyes, she had already sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

She blinked her sleepy eyes in confusion and looked at Lu Jinghuan with a dull gaze.

Lu Jinghuan jokingly asked, "Hasn't he been poisoned to death yet?"

Su Lian had come to her senses, and she retorted unyieldingly:

"I drink poison as if it were Coke. What can a little pill do to me?"

Lu Jinghuan stuffed the bowl of porridge into Su Lian's hands and said, "Drink it."

Su Lian looked down at the bowl of porridge and opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

"This is……"

"Dog meat porridge."

Su Lian's heart skipped a beat, and the hand holding the bowl of porridge began to tremble slightly.

She stared at Lu Jinghuan angrily, her eyes blazing with fire, "Asshole..."