C54 (1/2)

Seeing this, Qiao Anyun immediately said, ”There are so many servants watching! You carry me in this way... ”Not good.”

”You're my wife. What's wrong with that?” he asked her.

She could not answer him, as if his words were irrefutable, as it were. She could only stammer, ”But …”

”Keep talking nonsense, don't think about going to the company in the future.”

Qiao Anxian was stunned for two seconds, then began to criticize in his heart: Was it really necessary? He had used all of his trump cards.

It was her weakness to know that she worked! Damn it!

Seeing the little girl in his arms fall silent, Fu Siming felt pleased with himself. Only by doing this could he manage to heal her.

As he carried her into the room, the servant immediately went up and asked, ”Sir, what happened to Madame?”

”I'm fine, don't worry.” ”Your husband is making a fuss!”

Fu Siming didn't have the time to argue with her, but he still loosened his grip. Qiao Anxiao felt himself falling down, and was so frightened that he quickly wrapped his arms around his neck.

The servants left with a smile. It was good that they weren't angry, flirting and swearing was the true interest between husband and wife.

Qiao Anxiao opened his eyes and saw a faint smile on Fu Siming's face. He knew that he had been tricked and angrily pounded his chest. He rebuked, ”You … You're such a bore! ”

Didn't this woman have a glib tongue when she was arguing with Jingjing? Why? Talking to him, regardless of whether it was his brain or his tongue, he was at a loss?

He carried her up to her room on the second floor and gently put her down. Then he said, ”First lie down and bear with the pain for a while. Don't randomly use medicine.”

Qiao Anxiao looked at the person in front of him. His brows were tightly knitted together. Was he worrying about her?

The words were clearly spoken in a very plain tone, but for some reason, she felt as if those words carried a kind of warmth and emotion that stabbed into the softest part of her heart.

For a split-second, she felt as if her heart missed a beat.

After settling her down, Fu Siming left the room. Qiao Yifan thought that he was going to leave just like that. He didn't care about her and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart.

A moment later, however, he was back, with a few books in his hand.

”Why did you come back?” Qiao Anzhi asked doubtfully.

He handed her the book and said, ”Distracting doesn't hurt that much.”

Qiao Anzhi did not know whether to laugh or cry. Is he serious? It was good to be distracted at this time, but …

She looked at the book in her hand and smiled awkwardly. Who would read a book like ”A Brief History of Time” when they were not feeling well? Are you sure you won't have an even greater headache after reading it?

However … Fu Siming probably meant well, and this was the only way for Qiao Anxiao to comfort himself. She opened the book and pretended to read it carefully, but her heart was already roaring: What kind of person is this Fosmin? The brain circuit was so strange!

”Then... Look, I'm fine now, why don't you go out first? No need to guard me, I'm fine. ” Johann saw that Fu Siming had no intention of leaving. He could only say this, hoping that Fu Siming would leave as soon as possible.

Otherwise, how long would it take for her to read this boring book?

”Just watch, don't worry about me.” The meaning of his words was very clear: he wasn't leaving.

Qiao Yifan was completely in despair. Was he here to care for her or was he here to torture her?

After a while, Steward Zheng came in and said, ”Sir, Doctor Gu has arrived.”

Fu Siming nodded. With a calm and composed expression, he said to the butler, ”Invite him in.”

The person who came in was precisely Gu Nan City. He walked into the room and asked: What's wrong? Then, in a hurry, you called me over.

When Qiao Anyun saw that Gu Nan City had come to his house, he could not help but be somewhat surprised. Why did you have to gather so many people to invite the doctors over?

”She's not feeling very well, and she doesn't want to go to the hospital, so please come and see her at home,” he said.

Gu Nan City looked doubtfully at Qiao An Yun and then at Fu Siming. Although Fu Siming's current expression was well managed, it wasn't like that when he called half an hour ago. It was obvious that he was nervous.

Since when was he so worried about Joanna?

However, since he had come, he still had to give Fu Siming some face.

He asked about Joanna's symptoms, trying to determine what had caused the headache.

”I just feel a splitting headache, as if something is about to break out from my body.” ”But it's always intermittent, one after another. After that period of time, everything will be better. ”

”Do you often?”

”Recently, it has become more frequent, but it is usually only slight pain. However, as long as I am able to recall the past, it will be very painful.”

Gu Nan Cheng took her body temperature, measured her blood pressure, checked the results, and said to Fu Si Ming: ”It's not caused by a cold. From her description, I presume it's from the aftereffects of the car accident. Maybe her memories can be recovered.”

When he heard the words' recovered memories', Fu Siming was slightly stunned. He did not want to let Qiao Anxiao recover his memories. At the very least, he wanted her to continue like this for the rest of her life.

”Are you sure?” Fu Siming pressed. ”How likely is it?”

Seeing his slightly nervous expression, Gu Nan Cheng shook his head helplessly and said, ”I'm a surgeon, not a brain neurologist. I really can't tell you exactly.”

”My memories can be recovered?” With an expectant gaze, he looked towards Gu Nan City and asked, ”Doctor Gu, is it really possible?”

”If you want, I can introduce you to a neurologist.” Gu Nan City said calmly.