Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Ye Xiangnan put his hands over her forehead without thinking about it, and his face was a little ugly.

Damn, she has a fever.

Looking at her helplessly, Su Mu looked at him as if she was unaware.

Isn't it uncomfortable for her to burn like this?

At least when he saw her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, she looked silly.

"What's the amount of alcohol," he muttered, then he picked her up and wanted her to go back to the lounge, but Su Mu was unwilling and struggling.

Ye Xiangnan had to put her on a set of sofas in front of the French windows and sit down.

He himself went to press a set of inside lines: "Secretary Li, call the doctor over."

Secretary Li was surprised, who is this sick?

What did he do in the nightclub?

Ye Xiangnan hung up the phone, took a cup and poured a cup of hot water to Su Mu.

Put it in her hand: "Drink a little."

He found it very troublesome. If he knew she would have a fever, he would probably not feed her or drink.

Now that it’s like this, I can’t throw it out, I can only take care of it.

Su Mu was holding the water glass, but he didn't drink, his eyes were a little straight.

"The doctor will be here soon." He said quietly.

Su Mu put down the water cup and leaned back on the sofa, resting his chin on the back of his hand.

Looked outside quietly.

Ye Xiangnan didn't know what she was thinking, whether she was sober, but he would not toss her when she was sick.

He left her in a daze and went to deal with official affairs by himself.

After a while, a very soft voice came from the sofa: "I'm hungry."

He raised his eyes, a little surprised, and then a little laughed, and pressed the inside line again: "Secretary Li, prepare two meals. Be refreshed, don't be too greasy."

Secretary Li said, "It's already booked, and I'll come over soon."

In about five minutes, Secretary Li brought a doctor over and carried a very large food box.

When Su Mu was lying on the sofa, and there was still some alcohol in the air, Secretary Li sighed.

The city will play.

Can't these nasty nightclubs be kept at home? They have to be so ugly in the company.

She put things down, "Nightclub, this is Doctor Lin from the company's infirmary. He has very good medical skills."

Ye Xiangnan nodded, walked to the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and sat down, stretched out his hand and patted Su Mu on the shoulder: "Show me the doctor."

Su Mu was quite obedient and looked at him.

Later, the doctor asked her to stretch out her tongue as soon as she asked her to take her body temperature. She was obedient like a child.

Dr. Lin couldn't laugh or cry, "Nightclub, Mrs. Ye was already a little cold, and she drank alcohol again. She immediately hedged her. In the future, she must pay attention to her illness. She can’t drink alcohol. Besides, from the perspective of her physique, she was a little bit when she gave birth. Unfortunately, some are malnourished."

Malnutrition?

Ye Xiangnan frowned: "How to say?"

Dr. Lin actually heard about Mrs. Ye’s... legend. At this time, based on visual observation, he boldly guessed: "It may be that my life was not good during pregnancy and my nutrition did not keep up. The same is true after delivery. I didn't raise it. ’

Mrs. Ye is really thin.

Ye Xiangnan aftertastes, she is indeed quite thin.

His gaze fell on Su Mu's body, and his fingers touched her hair lightly. Normally, she would not let him touch him. At this time, the wine did not wake up, and he did not even move him away.

Ye Xiangnan felt a strange feeling in his heart, and then he said, "So is there any way to make it up?"