Chapter 74 Chapter 74 He can only blame Yu Wan

Yu Wan's plan to explain to Fu Zhiyao the next day did not go smoothly.

Secretary Cai sent her a message early in the morning, saying that Fu Zhiyao would not be coming to the company today and there was no need to order food for him.

During lunch, Yu Wan couldn't help but send a message to Fu Zhiyao, but the other party didn't reply for a long time. It was not until the end of the get off work day that Yu Wan heard Secretary Cai and Secretary Shang chatting, and then she realized that Fu Zhiyao was sick after being caught in the rain.

Secretary Cai: "The boss asked me for information yesterday. I thought I'd check on him when I deliver the documents later. If he's not well, I can send him to the hospital."

Secretary Shang: "Thank you for your hard work. The temperature in Hai City has been dropping since National Day. Every autumn rain brings a chill. You're bound to catch a cold after getting caught in the rain."

Yu Wan was sorting out documents. Upon hearing this, he stood up from his seat and looked in the direction of Secretary Cai. The pen in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Secretary Cai was startled by the noise. "What's wrong, Yu Wan?"

Yu Wan glanced at the documents in Secretary Cai's hands and calmed herself down. "Secretary Cai, don't you have a date later? Give me the documents and I'll take them to the boss."

Secretary Cai looked at Yu Wan in surprise, then realized something and handed the document directly to Yu Wan.

"Of course, as long as you don't mind wasting time. I'll reimburse the travel expenses, and you can send me the bill when the time comes."

"No, it's just on the way."

Yu Wan glanced at her phone and saw that it was time to get off work. She quickly packed her bag, put the documents in it, said goodbye to Secretary Cai and Secretary Shang, and hurried out of the office.

Secretary Cai realized belatedly what "something on the way" meant. Delivering the documents was not the main purpose, but visiting the boss was the main purpose.

The only two people in the office looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

Yu Wan was lucky. She successfully stopped a taxi as soon as she left the company building. She told the driver her destination and sat quietly in the back seat with her bag.

The temperature was not high today, and the driver did not turn on the air conditioner. Yu Wan opened the car window, and the cold wind rushed in, making Yu Wan's mind clearer.

The rain started yesterday evening and stopped at noon today. The air was exceptionally fresh after the rain, but the sky remained overcast and dark, as if another rain would occur at any moment.

After the taxi drove for some distance, Yu Wan realized that he had left his umbrella at the company.

It was a one-way street, and it would be troublesome for the driver to turn around. Yu Wan guessed that she would not stay with Fu Zhiyao for too long, so she simply prayed that she could get a ride home before it rained.

On the other side, Fu Zhiyao lay exhausted on the bed.

The sequelae of the high fever was that he had difficulty even opening his eyes, as if his eye sockets contained two fireballs instead of eyeballs. He didn't know how long he had slept. He only remembered that when he woke up in the morning and felt that the whole world was upside down, he knew that he was in trouble. While he was still conscious, he sent a message to Cai Yang.

He rarely gets sick, but once he does, he has to rest for at least three days, otherwise his brain will be dizzy and he will be inefficient in handling affairs.

The phone on the bed vibrated twice at this time. Fu Zhiyao opened his eyes with difficulty, picked it up, and saw two unread messages.

One message was from Secretary Cai: [Boss, Yu Wan has delivered the information to you. It will arrive in about 25 minutes. I've already contacted the property management. Please open the door for her when the time comes.]

The other one was from Yu Wan at noon: [Boss, will you come to the company tomorrow?]

After seeing the message, Fu Zhiyao's confused mind instantly became clear. He jumped out of bed, put on his slippers and walked out of the room.

My aunt took a day off yesterday, so there was no one at home to clean today. The hotel takeout box he ordered for breakfast was still on the dining table, filled with his leftovers, making a mess. Fu Zhiyao quickly packed it up and stuffed it into a garbage bag. He looked around and threw it into the trash can in the corner of the kitchen. The cup on the table contained half of his water, which he simply poured out. After washing the cup, he put it on the cup rack. The laundry basket in the bathroom was still filled with his clothes that he had changed into after sweating this morning. He was dizzy at the time and didn't have time to clean them up, so he grabbed them and threw them all into the washing machine, closing the door to cover them up.

What if Yu Wan came and needed to use the toilet? Wouldn’t it give her the impression that he was sloppy if she saw his clothes piled up in a mess?

Walking out of the bathroom, Fu Zhiyao saw several messy shoe prints on the floor tiles. He found a mop and wiped it vigorously until the floor was shiny. Then he walked around the house inside and out to make sure there was nothing wrong. He sat down to rest, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and realized that he had forgotten the most important step.

Clean yourself.

Looking at the time, there were still seven minutes left. Fu Zhiyao took his clothes and went into the bathroom. In seven minutes, he took a shower and washed his hair. In the process, he brushed his teeth carefully and wiped his dripping hair casually. Just as he put the dry towel on his shoulder, he heard the doorbell ring.

Yu Wan is here.

With a click, the door opened. Fu Zhiyao looked into Yu Wan's gentle and clear eyes, and his tense emotions relaxed at this moment.

"boss."

Yu Wan was surprised at how quickly Fu Zhiyao opened the door. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the towel on his shoulders and the ends of his hair dripping with water.

So, Fu Zhiyao was taking a shower just now?

Fu Zhiyao's throat felt like it was on fire. He spoke in a hoarse and rough voice, "Well, come in."

Yu Wan stepped in and stepped on the soft carpet. Suddenly, she realized that her feet were stained with rainwater from the outdoor ground. She didn't know how to avoid contaminating the smooth floor.

Fu Zhiyao caught Yu Wan's hesitation for two seconds and pointed to help her out. "Your slippers are at the door. They're new and very clean."

Yu Wan lowered her eyes and saw a pair of light grey women's slippers at her feet, which were not there the last time she came to her boss's place.

After changing her shoes, Yu Wan was finally able to step on the clean floor tiles with peace of mind. She carefully observed Fu Zhiyao's condition. Although he could speak, his voice was hoarse, his cheeks were red, and his lips were pale.

She didn't quite understand why Fu Zhiyao didn't go to the hospital.

Yu Wan asked, "Boss, have you taken any medicine today?"

"I drank that, it worked fine."

Fu Zhiyao went to the kitchen to pour water for Yu Wan, and on the way he gestured to Yu Wan to look at the opened medicine boxes on the dining table.

Yu Wan put down her shoulder bag and picked up the medicine box to carefully examine the efficacy and effects of the medicine. She frowned slightly, "The granules should be taken before meals, and the capsules should be taken after meals. Each has its own requirements. How many meals did you have today?"

She didn't see any takeout boxes on the table, and there were no signs of fire in the kitchen. Could it be that her aunt had taken a day off today and there was no one to cook for Fu Zhiyao?

Fu Zhiyao felt a little guilty and pinched his fingers uncomfortably, "...Auntie took a leave of absence, so I ordered takeout and had some porridge for breakfast and lunch."

What we drank was the cold porridge left over from the morning.

Yu Wan was helpless. She put down the medicine box in her hand and said, "You just took a shower and your hair isn't dry yet. Go blow dry your hair first. I'll take your temperature later. If it's high, we'll go to the hospital, okay?"

Fu Zhiyao nodded sullenly, feeling his eyes swollen and sore, and couldn't help feeling aggrieved.

But he couldn't explain why he felt wronged.

He could only blame Yu Wan, blame her for speaking too gently, blame her for clearly choosing Lu Juefeng yesterday and coming to visit him and care about him today.

He simply hated Yu Wan the most.

He silently placed the cup of water next to Yu Wan, then dragged his heavy body to the bathroom to blow dry his hair.

After spending five minutes blow-drying his hair, Fu Zhiyao felt like his brain was exploding. Taking a shower not only failed to cool his mind, but made him even more dizzy. He stood by the bathroom door frame for a long time to relieve himself.

Yu Wan waited for a while, then felt something was wrong and walked over quickly. "Boss?"

"fine……"

Fu Zhiyao raised his hand and casually tucked the loose hair on his forehead behind his ears, revealing his high and deep brow bones. The messy hair weakened the aggressiveness brought by the bone structure. Because of the high fever, his eyes were red, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fine mist that could not be dispelled. When he looked at people, his eyes were also watery, and he seemed particularly fragile and soft, far from the arrogant devil before.

Yu Wan's voice softened unconsciously: "Then please sit down first, I'll take your temperature."

Fu Zhiyao's medicine box was placed on the coffee table. Yu Wan found the thermometer, turned on the button on the side, and then looked up to see Fu Zhiyao sitting on the sofa, seriously preparing to lift his clothes.

Not knowing what she was thinking, Yu Wan grabbed Fu Zhiyao's hand with lightning speed, and pressed it down in panic, finally covering the white spot on her abdomen.

Yu Wan's scalp tingled with embarrassment: "...No need to lift up your clothes. It's a thermometer, not a mercury thermometer. No need to lift up your clothes."

Fu Zhiyao seemed oblivious. He lowered his eyes and frowned, his gaze fixed on Yu Wan's hand that was restraining him. His voice was hoarse, "Why are you so cold?"

cold?

Is it her expression or her tone?

Fu Zhiyao moved the fingers that Yu Wan was holding: "Your hands are very cold."

Yu Wan was stunned for half a second, then let go of her hand. "No, the temperature is normal. You have a fever."

"oh."

Yu Wan placed the thermometer on Fu Zhiyao's forehead. With a beep, the electronic screen showed 37.6 degrees Celsius, which was not too high. It was estimated that the most uncomfortable time had passed.

"It's a low-grade fever. Take the medicine again tonight and you'll feel better tomorrow. Or, boss, do you want to go to the hospital and get an IV drip? I can hear your voice is a little hoarse, and an IV drip will help you get better faster."

As Yu Wan spoke, she put the thermometer back into the medicine box and carefully searched for medicine suitable for Fu Zhiyao's current condition.

She looked at the medicine Fu Zhiyao took during the day. It worked quickly, but had strong side effects, easily causing dizziness and gastrointestinal discomfort. In case of low fever, it is better to take some medicine with milder effect.

"Not going to the hospital." Fu Zhiyao looked at Yu Wan, who was half-crouching in front of the coffee table and flipping through medicine, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yu Wan, you haven't had dinner yet. If you're not busy, I'll call the hotel and order food. After you finish eating, I'll ask Xiao Cheng to take you home. Is that okay?"

Yu Wan paused, "No need, boss. I can eat at home just as well."

"Yu Wan." Fu Zhiyao continued to call her.

"Boss, you say."

"Do you think I'm troublesome? You've complained about me so many times in your heart. I have a bad temper, always have a stern face towards people, have little patience, don't like to repeat myself, and am good at evasion and using the cold shoulder. It's clearly my own problem, but I have a thousand excuses to shirk responsibility. Even now, I have to trouble you to come to my house after get off work, deliver documents to me, and check on my health."

Fu Zhiyao's eyes were dark and gloomy, while the room was bright. Under the cold white light, every subtle change in the man's facial expression was clearly visible.

It is a bitterness that is heavier than questioning.

Yu Wan didn't understand.

"Why do you think I'm complaining about you in my heart? Is it my eyes and my actions that convey this idea?"

Before, Fu Zhiyao always asked her if she was cursing him in her heart. Now Fu Zhiyao asked her if she was complaining about him in her heart.

Is she such an incompetent secretary?

Fu Zhiyao turned his face away.

He answered in his heart—

Because I can't hear the voice in your heart.

Because he couldn't hear Yu Wan's inner voice, he didn't know what Yu Wan was thinking and could only guess based on her expression and actions. However, this was proven to be wrong, as his judgment would be distorted by his personal tendencies.

He has always been thinking, if he could hear Yu Wan's inner voice, understand Yu Wan's thoughts, and quickly solve the problem after it arises, would the two of them get along better? Would there be no cold treatment, quarrels, anger, or alienation?

"I came here on my own initiative today." Yu Wan unwrapped the cold compress in her hand and handed it to Fu Zhiyao, asking him to apply it to his forehead. Her eyes were calm and gentle. "Everything I do is based on my subjective will. There is no coercion or force."

Fu Zhiyao's heart contracted violently at this moment.

Happy and painful.