Fu Yanci's smile faded slightly.

"What's the meaning?"

Dean Chu didn't hide anything from him: "A few things in your blood test results are a bit off. Anyway, you should first bring your temperature down, and then come over when you have some free time. As for how to keep it from your wife, I don't need to teach you, do I?"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yanci quickly put this trivial matter out of his mind.

Go check if your wife is done with her work.

"Wife, it hurts."

He walked up to Jiang Zao with a wronged look on his face, offered his arm, and lazily leaned against her, rubbing against her like a kitten begging for a pat.

However, Jiang Zao knew that if this person fully recovered, he would be a man-eating tiger, not some cute kitten.

But what can you do when he's still just a child?

"Then what should we do?" Jiang Zao asked knowingly, her eyes smiling.

All the cameras were stuck to the ground with chewing gum.

Even a second is fine!

The nurse nodded firmly.

The nurse, who had just woken up, got up to check Mrs. Zhan Hou's medical equipment. Looking at the tightly tucked-in blankets, she was quite puzzled.

In the afternoon, Mr. Fu had surveillance cameras installed in various corners of Mrs. Zhan Hou's room.

Old Fu glanced at the toast that Zhan Houqun still had in his hand, and felt that something was not quite right.

In the first half of the night, everyone in the Fu family was asleep.

Her hostile eyes glared at Rong Shi.

Until Fu Jinhe feeds you a slice of toast smeared with blueberry jam.

Zhan Hou was somewhat unaware of the situation, but also concerned, as he was handling official business on his laptop.

There wasn't even a trace of footprints on the ground.

Eight seconds ago, the mattress shook, and a practiced humanoid figure rolled over quickly from outside the blanket, grabbing Old Fu like a four-clawed fish.

It's simply missing my mother.

look!

Fu Jinhe took it back and continued eating from the spot where Old Fu had bitten into it.

Later that evening, before getting out of bed, Zhan Houqun pressed himself against the edge of the bed, but did he, as usual, move closer to Zhan Hou to touch him?

"mom."

The young lady returned after all.

On the seventh day, the nurse reported to Mr. Fu again.

That scheming, ugly woman! She made me get scolded by my wife.

The suffering I've endured over the years, every brush with death, has made me regret not listening to my mother back then.

Or is there some other motive?

The nurse next to you is still asleep; the drug you were given should last for another hour.

Zhan Houqun understood Zhan Hou's purpose in coming there, but he still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

The only remaining image is a white half-body outline, confirmed to be short hair.

Fu Yanci, shameless as ever, continued to act cute: "I want my wife to kiss me, and my wife's kiss will make the pain go away."

Even I find it disgusting.

“He’s going to talk nonsense.” Old Fu’s tone was slightly unpleasant. “If he continues like that, he’ll have to eat a nutritional meal tomorrow.”

Mr. Fu remarked, "He slept right next to the bed."

Zhan Hou is the only one who doesn't have this question.

"Honey, is it bad that you two are sleeping separately?"

Everything was discovered.

Jane closed the window tightly, returned to the bedside, tucked Mrs. Jiang Zao in, then knelt down and gently stroked Mrs. Jiang Zao's face with trembling hands.

But would he still recognize you now?

You're back.

Old Fu paused for a second before taking a bite.

Zhan Hou got up and went downstairs.

As the moonlight streamed in, Jane could see the new instruments that had been added outside the house.

His wife dotes on him!

Is there anyone who wants to be a baby without a mother?

If they knew, they would probably just give me a small coin as a reward.

"Is he sure no one has touched this quilt?" Old Fu asked.

Old Fu seemed to have thought of something. "I understand. He'll go get a checkup in a bit to see if there's anything wrong. All the expenses will be charged to you."

mom.

Thump!

Okay.

Rong Chou Chou's uncle was right behind our car when he overheard that sentence.

"Okay, he'll eat first. Go check on Mom in her room."

A figure suddenly leaped over the fence, bypassed the security system, climbed the wall with both hands, and entered through the window, arriving at Madam Jiang's bedside.

Fu Jinhe quickly shut her mouth.

Was the acting a bit over the top?

So I only called out once before speaking again, simply placing my head under Madam Jiang Zao's body and holding you tightly with both hands.

Fu Jinhe ate her toast quickly and deliberately, a glint of shrewdness flashing in her lowered eyes.

However, when Mr. Fu checked the surveillance video, he found nothing.

The next second, Jiang Zao kissed his wound again, and impatiently added, "Don't get it wet."

We are all sent by Flying Eagle Security, and we are more careless than the special nurses in every way, and our vigilance is also very low.

Old Fu retrieved all the chewing gum from under the surveillance cameras and drove to the criminal investigation team.

You actually admire Fu Yanci.

Jane reappeared that night.

Jane waited outside Mrs. James's room for a long time before climbing out the window after the effects of the nurse's drug wore off.

You walked around outside Madam Jiang's room, and even checked the bathroom.

When will those days of dating Thumbelina end?

Fu Yanci was extremely smug.

Jiang Zao raised her hand and tapped his head: "How old are you to still be acting like a child, Aci? You're not a three-year-old anymore."

It turns out that the person who appeared last night was indeed Zhan Houqun; his counter-surveillance capabilities are truly weak.

Oops!

The only time I acted willfully in my life, it was so painful, it felt like I was going to die.

But his tears had already been shed in the torment of his youth.

I want to cry.

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