After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

There was a knock on the door, and Song Liang stood up vigilantly, his eyes darkened. "who?"

"Ah Liang, it's me."

Song Liang opened the door, and Zhang Yang walked in softly. "Ayan, why are you here?"

"I was sent here by the hospital for an academic exchange, and Ah Zhong just said that you are here."

"Ah."

"Ah Liang, what do you want to do this time?"

"I asked Ah Zhong to inquire about the news, and he will come over soon. We will discuss the next step later." Zhang Yang is his own, and Song Liang doesn't hide anything.

"Brother Song, masked people have appeared frequently recently. Heifengtang seems to be secretly engaged in arms business here. There has been a lot of transactions recently, mainly in some abandoned factories in the suburbs."

Zhang Zhong was a little worried, he watched Song Liang, waiting for the next order. "Finding their recent activities, I need to know why Heifengtang is eager to make this money."

"Yes. I'll do it right away."

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The weather here has not cleared up, Song Liang basically stayed in the hotel, Xie Xin would report to him about work from time to time, and he also took the time to reply one by one.

As for Ouyang Wan, Song Liang never called him, he didn't know what to say, since his grandfather died, he didn't have anyone to worry about.He is really not good at getting along with people.

After Song Liang left, Ouyang Wan had a great time, and no one cared about him in the company, so he could do whatever he wanted, hey hey hey with his colleagues, he was so happy.But when I returned to the villa at night, I always felt that the whole room was empty and not popular at all. Although Song Liang was just a boring gourd, it was better than now.

Ouyang Wan didn't call either, he didn't know what to say.No matter how to get along with the cold CEO, he didn't even learn a little.I can only ask Xie Xin occasionally.

After half a month like this, Song Liang hadn't come back yet, Ouyang Wan couldn't bear it anymore, at least he was still the child's other father.

When the cell phone rang, Song Liang had just assisted the police to complete the deployment. Recently, they had made a fuss about some intentions of Heifengtang.Heifengtang is so anxious to make money, the purpose is to expand its power, and recently opened several underground casinos.

"Hello, Song Liang." The phone rang several times and was finally connected, but there was no voice.Ouyang Wan was a little anxious.

"Ah."

"How are you doing? When will you be back?"

"It's going to be... cough cough cough... for a while." Song Liang's voice was hoarse, mixed with some suppressed coughing.He was indeed ill. The rain in Z City was getting heavier and heavier. He had been running a fever these days, and he was dizzy.

"You're sick, how are you doing now?" Ouyang Wan's voice was extremely urgent, but he himself didn't notice any difference.

"It's okay, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

"Hello...Song Liang...Hello..." Ouyang hung up before he finished speaking.

The night was restless, and Song Liang felt very uncomfortable. He vaguely heard the doorbell ringing for a long time, he stood up top-heavy, and swayed to the door with difficulty.

Slowly opening the door, the people in front of him made him wake up a lot. "How did you come?"

Ouyang Wan stood at the door in a dusty manner.There was a suitcase beside her, and there were still raindrops on her hair.After making the phone call last night, he immediately bought the plane ticket.

He couldn't figure out why he did this, he just wanted to see Song Liang, and wanted to know how he was doing.

Song Liang leaned against the door frame, his whole body was on the verge of falling, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his face was as pale as paper.

Without replying, Ouyang Wan pushed the suitcase into the door, supported Song Liang's waist with one hand, and touched his forehead with the other, it was very hot.

"Song Liang, how do you take care of yourself? Don't you call a doctor when you're sick?" Ouyang Wan's complexion was not good, and he picked him up by the waist and put him gently on the bed.

Song Liang leaned weakly against the head of the bed, "I'm fine..."

"You give me a good rest." Ouyang Wan didn't want to listen to him at all, so she turned and went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water.Wring out the towel and wipe Song Liang's face and hands.Cool, Song Liang's hands are so cold.

"Suyang Hospital happens to have a doctor here. I just called and he will be here soon."

"Ah."

When the door opened again, Ouyang Wan found that the doctor in front of her was looking at her carefully. The two of them were facing each other like this, and time seemed to stand still.

"You are Doctor Zhang Yang, my wife has a serious fever, please take a look."

"Well, Ah Liang probably can't adapt to the weather here."

"Ah Liang?"

"Hi, I'm Ah Liang's little girl, you can just call me Zhang Yang. I went to drink a wedding wine when you two got married."

"Oh, hello."

Zhang Yang took Song Liang's body temperature, and it was 39.1°C.

"He has a high fever. He is pregnant now. Many medicines cannot be taken. It is best to cool down physically. Wipe the body with medical alcohol. If the fever is still there, you need to take medicine. It may affect the child."

Ouyang nodded late.

"Ah Liang, I'm so close to you, why don't you know to contact me when you're sick?" Zhang Yang looked at Song Liang, a little angry.

"You are very busy, I have a small cold, and I didn't want to trouble you."

"Be more careful in the future, your body resistance is even weaker now." Ah Liang, as long as it is you, I will be there anytime.

"Well, Ayan, I'm in trouble."

When Zhang Yang was sent out, he suddenly turned around. "Ouyang Wan, you have to treat him well."

His expression was so serious that Ouyang Wan froze for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder. "Do not worry."

When he turned around and wiped Song Liang's body, both of them were very embarrassed. After all, they had never had such a sober skin-to-skin relationship, and both sides tried to maintain calm.

Ouyang Wan hinted in her heart over and over again that it was for the children, yes, it was all for the children.

Song Liang couldn't bear the exhaustion in the end, and fell asleep not long after.

After rubbing it seven or eight times, Ouyang Wan touched Song Liang's forehead, it was not too hot, and took his temperature, 36.7 ℃, normal.

With a long sigh of relief, Song Liang changed into a clean pajamas, tucked in the quilt, and adjusted the temperature of the room to 28°C.Ouyang Wan retreated lightly.

It was already dusk when Song Liang woke up again, the curtains of the room were drawn, and no light came out. He turned on the bedside lamp, stroked his forehead again, and became more awake.

Ouyang came late?Is it a dream or reality?There was silence all around, he got up, put on a coat, and opened the curtains.

A round of red sun is slowly setting, spreading its brilliance.The rain stopped, and there was a giant rainbow across the sky, which was too beautiful to behold.

The door was opened at this moment, Ouyang Wan saw the man turn his head, the afterglow cast on his shoulders, his usual cold face was soft and warm, frozen into a beautiful picture scroll, deeply engraved in his heart.