She hesitated and didn't speak, but the girl next to her said, "Deliver food to President Fu."

Delivering lunch… Thinking of noon, Bai Cheng’s legs went weak. He had a vague guess in his mind, but he dared not believe it, and he didn’t even dare to ask. Yet he needed to know the answer. Suppressing his panic, he asked in a trembling voice:

"Who is he? What kind of food does Jin Chuan want him to deliver?"

Girl: "Mrs. Fu."

As his guess was confirmed, Bai Cheng felt dizzy and disoriented.

The receptionist quickly tried to cover it up: "Mr. Bai, we all know that President Fu likes you."

The girl seemed to only then realize what had happened, and her face turned pale with fright. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Bai."

Bai Cheng fainted.

Hospital.

When Fu Jinchuan learned that Bai Cheng had fainted at the company, he abandoned his dinner halfway through and rushed to the hospital. When Bai Cheng woke up, she was in a panic. How could he be Jinchuan's wife? Bai Cheng regretted not asking and not looking at his photo.

A time bomb is right next to you.

Bai Cheng panicked. When Fu Jinchuan arrived, he couldn't even control his expression. His eyes twitched, and he buried his face in the man's arms, sobbing and choking out, "Jinchuan, Jinchuan, you love me, right? You love me, do you love me?"

Keep asking questions.

Fu Jinchuan didn't know what was wrong with him, so he hugged the boy and gently patted his back to comfort him, "What happened?"

Bai Cheng shook her head, repeatedly asking him if he loved her. Fu Jinchuan replied, "Yes."

Unable to get any information from the boy, she could only stay by his side.

After delivering food to Fu Jinchuan, Nan Yu delivered food to Song Chu. He seemed quite busy tonight and might not be coming back. They chatted briefly before parting ways.

Just got home.

The golden turtle was sticking out its little tortoise legs.

[The plot has been triggered by the host]

Nan Yu: ?

Five, four, three, two, one

As the countdown ended, Nan Yu collapsed. He fell ill suddenly, with a persistent high fever. He tried to struggle, but the fever made him so weak that he couldn't even lift his hands, Jin Gui explained.

[It's estimated that the fire will continue until tomorrow.]

Nan Yu wanted to bite the golden turtle, and just because of a plot point, his body became like this. He can only express himself through sign language. Now he can't even lift his arm. Will he be burned to death?

It can sense the host's brainwave fluctuations, which are currently very chaotic.

It's okay, it's okay, you won't die.

Five minutes later.

Nan Yu was already starting to faint when the maid knocked on the door and came in to bring milk.

After several attempts to open the door, there was still no sound from inside. It was unlikely that the young mistress would be asleep at this hour. The maid noticed something was wrong, opened the door, and found that the young mistress had a high fever. She quickly ran to find the housekeeper, and soon the old master found out.

The housekeeper then contacted Song Chu.

Song Chu was busy when he heard that Nan Yu had suddenly developed a high fever. He had to temporarily stop his academic work, hurriedly closed his materials, and said to his students:

"I'm sorry, something urgent came up at home. I'll stop here for this lesson and make up the rest tomorrow."

He tucked the folder under his arm, clasped his hands together in apology, and quickly left the podium. After all, he was a teacher, responsible for educating and nurturing students. He couldn't just leave during class and act all high and mighty. Song Chu apologized, and the students understood.

The class ended.

The old man called Fu Jinchuan, who was at the hospital with Bai Cheng. Upon receiving the call, the boy in his arms began to cry uncontrollably, and the arms around his waist tightened.

Notice the other person's unease.

Fu Jinchuan refused to go home, and even when speaking to his grandfather, his tone was cold and harsh:

"What use am I if I'm not a doctor? You told me to marry him, and I did. What more do you want? I don't love him! It's his business if he likes me. Why are you trying to hold me hostage?"

Grandpa Fu was panting with anger, but he had to hold back his curses so that his grandson could come back and see Nan Yu one last time.

"Jinchuan, Xiaoyu is a good girl. One day you will realize how good she is. Don't wait until you regret it. Come back and take a look. Xiaoyu will be happy too. You two are husband and wife now. How many days have you been married? Have you grown up and want to slap this old man in the face?"

As he spoke, Old Master Fu couldn't help himself.

He wished he could reach through the telephone line and drag his grandson back.

"Do you think I want to embarrass you? Bai Cheng is also in the hospital. You forced me into this marriage. If I had to choose between him and Bai Cheng, I would definitely not choose him. I hope he dies of his illness! I will never regret it!"

Fu Jinchuan felt disgusted whenever Nan Yu was mentioned, and hung up immediately after speaking.

Grandpa Fu on the other end was so angry that his face turned red and he had difficulty breathing. Song Chu happened to rush back and, seeing that the old man was not in a good condition, quickly gave him two acupuncture needles, which prevented him from dying of anger.

Song Chu frowned: "You can't get angry, given your health condition."

"I'll go up first and keep an eye on the old man."

After speaking to the housekeeper, he hurried upstairs and returned, looking travel-worn and cold from head to toe. When he arrived at Nan Yu's bedside, his face was flushed and his lips were dry. Song Chu had someone prepare a hot towel to apply to the boy's forehead.

Take one of his arms and place your fingertips on his pulse.

Fever due to exposure to cold.

He doesn't go out much, so he's prone to catching a cold...

Is it food delivery?

Song Chu felt a pang of heartache in his eyes, and even regretted asking him to deliver it as well. After all, the Fu family had a building that would block the wind, and there was a security booth at the east gate of the hospital. He was busy today and was a few minutes late, leaving Song Chu standing in the wind. He probably caught a chill because of that.

My hands were soaked with sweat when I put them under the covers.

Song Chu typed on his phone, wrote a prescription, and sent it to the housekeeper: "Go to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, get the medicine, and boil it as soon as you get back, quickly."

The butler quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, yes."

Everyone in the family was very worried.

The illness came on suddenly, and the thought of his grandson spending time with someone else in the hospital made Old Master Fu's heart clench with anger. He thought, "If they don't cherish what they have now, they'll regret it later. Even the King of Heaven won't give them a chance! Young people are so blind!"

That boy was clearly after his money, why didn't he understand?

Grandpa Fu kept calling, but Fu Jinchuan hung up. He tried calling on the landline, but Fu Jinchuan still wouldn't answer and refused to call back no matter what.

Fu Jinchuan simply turned off his phone.

His attitude also calmed Bai Cheng down. He knew that Fu Jinchuan disliked Nan Yu, which also meant that he didn't recognize her. Since that was the case, he had to strike first.

Her voice trembled with tears: "We knew each other first, we fell in love first, why should I give up the one I love? I'm sorry, Jinchuan, I lied to you, I can't do it, I can't be magnanimous, I don't want to give you to someone else, don't go back, stay with me, okay?"

People are always vulnerable when they are sick. Fu Jinchuan didn't think much of it, only felt heartache and regret. He kept patting Bai Cheng's back with his large hand to comfort him: "I'm here with you, don't be afraid."

Bai Cheng simply hugged the person even tighter.

Hot compresses, cold compresses, and acupuncture couldn't lower the fever, and the medicine didn't help much either. Song Chu was puzzled and anxious, so he had no choice but to take the person to the hospital. About ten minutes later, the person was moved to the ICU.

Song Chu also understood Western medicine. He changed into a sterile gown, staring at the readings on the monitor. His heart was in his throat. In his understanding, it was impossible; he never doubted his own medical skills, but now…

He Nanxi heard that Nan Yu had entered the ICU.

I immediately went to inquire about the situation.

It was burned by high heat.

Fu Jinchuan was in the hospital, and his condition was so serious. He felt obligated to relay the message, so he went to the inpatient ward.

"Your wife has been admitted to the ICU."