Chapter 479 Sudden High Fever

Fu Chen tucked the corner of the quilt for her, his deep eyes showing an indistinguishable emotion: "Have a good rest first, and call me anytime if you feel uncomfortable." His voice was low and gentle, with a reassuring power.

Ji Wan nodded and closed her eyes.

He still felt uncomfortable, but the irritability and anger caused by the hospital gradually subsided under Fu Chen's care.

The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and only a dim bedside lamp was on in the room.

Ji Wan was dizzy with fever and changed the ice pack on his forehead again and again, but the heat in his body showed no sign of subsiding.

Fu Chen held the water cup and looked at her red cheeks, the worry between his brows became more and more intense: "Let's go to the hospital, this is not a solution."

Ji Wan opened his eyes with great effort, his voice weak but with a hint of stubbornness: "I said I'm not going, Fu Chen, you go back, I can do it alone."

She didn't want to trouble him anymore, nor did she want to look so embarrassed in front of him.

Fu Chen looked at her silently, his eyes so complicated that Ji Wan could hardly understand.

He finally sighed softly: "Then you sleep a little longer, I will watch over you. If you feel worse, be sure to tell me."

Ji Wan felt a little warm in his heart, but still shook his head: "No, I can't sleep well if you stay here. Go back and rest. I've troubled you all day today."

Fu Chen looked at her intently for a few seconds before whispering, "Okay, I'll go back first. The medicine is by the bed. Call me immediately if anything happens."

He paused, then added, "Don't force it."

Ji Wan said "hmm" and watched Fu Chen leave.

The door closed gently, and the only sound in the room was her heavy breathing.

As the night deepened, the burning sensation not only did not subside, but became more and more intense, as if it was going to set her whole body on fire.

Ji Wan felt like heat was coming out of the cracks in his bones, his throat was so dry it was about to split, and even swallowing saliva became a torture.

She struggled to sit up and fumbled to pick up the thermometer. The temperature was 39.8 degrees.

This number was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing her last bit of hope.

She couldn't hold on any longer like this, otherwise something really would happen.

Ji Wan gritted her teeth, threw back the quilt, and stood up with weak legs. Every step she took made her feel dizzy. She held onto the wall, struggled to change her clothes, grabbed her phone and wallet, and stumbled out of the house.

The hospital's emergency room was still crowded late at night. The air was thick with the smell of disinfectant, which irritated Ji Wan's nose and brought back memories she most hated to touch.

She endured the discomfort, queued up to register, and waited for her number to be called.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Ji?" A charming and somewhat teasing voice sounded behind him.

Ji Wan's body stiffened. She would recognize this voice even if it turned into ashes - Su Jiujiu.

She turned around suddenly and saw Su Jiujiu wearing a sexy halter dress, holding the arm of a middle-aged man who looked quite prestigious, and looking at her with a smile.

Su Jiujiu's makeup was delicate, forming a sharp contrast with Ji Wan's pale face and messy hair.

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Jiujiu's eyes. She probably didn't expect to meet Ji Wan in such a mess here.

She let go of the man's arm, walked gracefully to Ji Wan, looked her up and down, and raised the corner of her mouth with a hint of sarcasm: "Miss Ji, what's wrong? Are you sick? Tsk tsk, how pitiful! Why didn't Wen Yan accompany you?"

Ji Wan looked at her coldly without saying anything.

Su Jiujiu, however, seemed to have opened up her mouth. She deliberately leaned closer to her, lowering her voice so that only the two of them could hear, and said, "Oh, that's right. Wen Yan was really brave that night. He made my bones ache even now. He's probably holding the tie I gave him right now and savoring it. How could he care about you, his divorced wife?"

That night.

toss.

My bones still hurt.

Every word was like a poisoned knife, stabbing into Ji Wan's heart.

She felt a surge of blood rushing to her head. Her body was already weak due to the high fever, and now she was shaking with anger.

Su Jiujiu admired Ji Wan's pale face, and the pride in her eyes almost overflowed.

Ji Wan raised his hand suddenly, using all his strength.

“Pah.”

A loud and crisp slap landed heavily on Su Jiujiu's charming face.

Su Jiujiu was hit and her head tilted to the side, and five clear fingerprints quickly appeared on her fair cheek.

She covered her face and stared at Ji Wan in disbelief: "You...you dare to hit me?"

"Hit you? I even thought my hands were dirty." Ji Wan's voice was hoarse with anger, but his eyes were sharp as a knife, with a chilling chill. "Su Jiujiu, you're feeling superior after stealing someone else's husband? You're so shameless and disgusting."

The people around were attracted by this sudden change and cast inquiring glances.

Su Jiujiu was so overwhelmed by Ji Wan's aura that she forgot to refute him for a moment, only feeling a burning pain on her cheek. The man next to her saw this and immediately stepped forward, glaring at Ji Wan: "What's wrong with you, woman?"

Ji Wan didn't even glance at the man, but just stared at Su Jiujiu, and said word by word with a resounding voice: "You're a whore and you still want to be a saint, are you worthy?"

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ji Wan and Su Jiujiu like searchlights.

Su Jiujiu covered her burning cheeks, her charming face twisted with anger and humiliation, and the pride in her eyes was replaced by astonishment and resentment.

The man next to her, dressed in designer clothes, had a sullen face and veins throbbing on his forehead. He pointed at Ji Wan, his voice trembling with anger: "You...you crazy woman. How dare you hit someone? Do you know who she is?"

Ji Wan sneered, and the dizziness brought by the high fever came over her, but her eyes became sharper, like a knife tempered with ice: "Who do I care who she is? The third party who destroys other people's families should be prepared to be beaten. As for you,"

She glanced at the man with disdain, "Birds of a feather flock together, and he's not a good person either."

"You...you are simply unreasonable." The man was so angry that he was incoherent, and his fingers were shaking as he pointed at Ji Wan.

Su Jiujiu finally recovered from her shock, her sharp voice cutting through the noise of the emergency room: "Security, where is the security? There's someone beating people up here, quickly arrest this crazy woman."

There was a vicious glint in her eyes, as if she wanted to eat Ji Wan alive.

The discussions around became louder, with some expressing disdain, some curious, and some gloating.

Ji Wan felt a surge of energy and blood, and his solar plexus was throbbing with pain.

She knew she couldn't stay here any longer as her body had reached its limit.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the fishy-sweet feeling in her throat, and stared at the electronic screen that was calling her number.

Finally, her number popped up.