Chatper 71 (1/2)
Su Ziyue hurriedly found an ice pack to apply to his forehead, and was about to withdraw his hand to make a phone call, but Qin Muchen held back his hand.
His voice was hoarse and weak: "Don't send me to the hospital, or I will terminate the contract with Su..."
Hearing this, Su Ziyue glared at him fiercely: "It's just nonsense!"
If it weren't for the fact that he happened to be sick at her home, she wouldn't even bother to talk to him, and even threatened her not to send him to the hospital!
"I will do what I say..." Qin Mu closed his eyes lightly, and his voice was inaudibly low.
He became so ill and threatened her.
However, Su Ziyue was threatened by him.
She ran outside to call Nan Chuan: "Can you come and pick up your boss?"
"Sorry, Miss Su, my sister can't get away here..."
Nanchuan's voice sounded a little embarrassed and apologetic.
Compared with the boss, the younger sister is of course more important. What else can Su Ziyue say?
"I wish your sister a speedy recovery." Su Ziyue hung up the phone after finishing speaking.
Nan Chuan on the other end hung up the phone and made a sign of the cross on his chest.
If you want to blame, blame the boss, he told him last night, if he receives a call from Miss Su these days, don't worry about what she says.
...
Su Ziyue hung up the phone and went back to the bedside to look at Qin Muchen.
He patted his face: "Qin Muchen."
Qin Muchen grabbed her hand: "Yes."
"Can you do it at home? I'll call the doctor for you, and I'll go out and buy you a set of clothes." Su Ziyue frowned slightly as she looked at his weak face.
For a man who is usually so mentally strong to suddenly fall ill, it always makes people feel distressed for no reason.
I don't know if he heard what she said clearly, so he just responded softly: "Yes."
Su Ziyue touched his forehead again worryingly. Because of the ice pack, it didn't seem so hot to the touch, but she knew she still needed to see a doctor.
She tucked the quilt up for him, turned around and was about to leave, when Qin Mu spoke clearly, "Don't forget to buy something to wear inside..."
"..." Su Ziyue paused, turned around and went out with her bag.
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Qin Muchen, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes slightly. He was very dizzy, but his years of experience in shopping malls allowed him to maintain a trace of sobriety even when he was sick and had burns.
After making sure that Su Ziyue had gone out, he got up and got out of bed, leaned against the wall and went into the bathroom, feeling uncomfortable all over, he wanted to take a shower.
...
Su Ziyue acted quickly because she was worried about Qin Muchen who was alone at home.
When I entered the mall, I bought two sets of pajamas and two sets of regular clothes.
When she carried her clothes and walked out the door, she remembered the words Qin Muchen said before she left.
Bite the bullet and go back.
"Miss, what do you need?"
"Inner...inner...pants."
Su Ziyue had an awkward expression on her face, and she stuttered.
Fortunately, the sales lady was very kind, and said with a smile: "Is it for your husband? What size does he wear?"
How big?
What size does Qin Muchen wear?
Su Ziyue blushed, how did she know what size he was wearing?
Seeing Su Ziyue like this, the sales lady laughed a little: "How tall is it? I usually wear pants with a waist size."
"It's closer to 1.9 meters." She wasn't sure, but every time she stood in front of him, she felt that she was short. After thinking about it, she said bravely, "Let's get the biggest one."
When the sales lady heard this, she smiled meaningfully, and brought Su Ziyue two pairs of the largest men's underwear.
Su Ziyue paid the money, as if a ghost was chasing her, she left the shopping mall as if fleeing.