Wen Yu went back home.
Mrs. Ruan was burning incense when she saw Wen Yu return, and she had a glimpse of hope. Wen Yu shook her head, her face pale.
Mrs. Ruan was unhappy and wanted to chastise her, but she gradually softened and said just, "Your clothes are soaked; go take a shower, don't catch a cold."
Wen Yu nodded and took a shower, as well as medication, but she still developed a cold and felt lightheaded. Evelyn Chen called at midnight, eager to hear the outcome.
Wen Yu mumbled the details.
Evelyn Chen was taken aback. "Is Louise Luo a saint reincarnated?" They kissed and embraced like that, and he was able to keep it together? Could something be amiss with Yu's health?
Wen Yu answered gently, "I don't think so." It felt completely normal!"
"As long as he's physically fine," Evelyn Chen reassured Wen Yu, "I don't believe you can't win him over." Wen Yu gave a crooked smile.
She knew deep down that she couldn't attract him unless Louise Luo wanted it. She went back to sleep after a brief conversation with Evelyn Chen. It was already midday the next day when she awoke; Mrs. Ruan was not home, and the house was quiet."
Wen Yu felt even worse when she checked her temperature, which had risen to 39.5 degrees.
She struggled to eat something and then grabbed a cab to the hospital.
The hospital was packed, and she had to wait for an hour before being called in. She was given a drip by the doctor.
It was 3 p.m. by the time Wen Yu was putting up IV drip . She fell asleep on the rickety hospital chair within half an hour, exhausted by the events of the previous few days.
Louise Luo went to the hospital with his mother to pick up medication. He happened to notice Wen Yu in the infusion room as they were preparing to depart.
Wen Yu had fallen fast asleep.
Her pale hand had been punctured by a needle, and her placid face was somewhat pallid, invoking pity.
Louise Luo's gaze remained for a few seconds longer.
Louise Luo's mother caught his sight and followed it, then looked astonished. "Son , do you know this young lady?"
Louise Luo answered, "We've only just met."
"I thought about registering earlier," Louise Luo's mother said, "but the hospital's procedures are much more complicated now." This young lady was the one who taught me. I had no idea you knew who she was."
Louise Luo returned her gaze to Wen Yu.
Wen Yu has just awoken.
When she saw Louise Luo, she forgot about the needle in her hand and rose up quickly. Wen Yu grimaced and hastily sat back down when the transparent IV tubing turned crimson.
Louise Luo's brow wrinkled.
Louise Luo's mother liked Wen Yu and told her son, " Why don't you stay and keep this young lady company?"
"It's pitiful to fall ill alone."
Louise Luo didn't want to, but when confronted with his mother's look, he unwillingly accepted.
Wen Yu couldn't say no.
The driver was already waiting after seeing his mother out to the parking lot. "This Miss Wen seems nice!" Louise Luo's mother couldn't help but add. Shao Ting, you'll be 30 in a few years. Settle down when you meet someone wonderful."
Louise Luo smiled carelessly, his hands in his pockets and think.
" Would his mother still be so enthusiastic if she knew Wen Yu was Guo Xiang's ex-girlfriend? "
He could only sigh quietly to himself.
Louise Luo entered the infusion chamber, where Wen Yu was deep in meditation.
Louise Luo admitted he is obsess with Wen Yu's physique, particularly her fair, slender legs, which he found appealing when held in his hands.
But that was the extent of it.
He was just interested in her body, not her life.
Louise Luo sat next to Wen Yu, calmly asking, "How many more bottles?"
Wen Yu had not anticipated his reappearance. She didn't dare to offend him and said softly, "Just one more, then it's done."
Louise Luo said nothing else as he bent his head to finish his work on his phone.
Wen Yu couldn't think of anything to say and fell asleep again. In her drowsiness, she overheard Louise Luo chatting to a nurse and felt a garment put over her legs, securely concealing them...