Chapter 41 It turns out that what Fu Linghe said was true!
Second floor bedroom.
Yun Zheng lay on the bed, staring blankly at the pure white ceiling, her thoughts as tangled as a tangled mess.
Zhou Yushen's figure and that upsetting phone call kept appearing in her mind, and she felt very upset.
In the end, I didn't know how I fell asleep in a daze.
It was already now when she woke up again. If she hadn't been so thirsty, she would probably have slept a little longer.
Yun Zheng rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up. Her head was still a little dizzy because she had just woken up.
She got out of bed, threw on her slippers and went downstairs to get some water.
As soon as she arrived in the living room, the little maid came over with a tray, as if she had telepathy with Yun Zheng.
"Ma'am, this is what my husband asked me to prepare for you. He said you'd like some drink when you wake up. There's juice, fruit tea, and warm water. What would you like to drink?"
Yun Zheng was slightly stunned, and a warm feeling rose in her heart. She said lightly, "Would you like some fruit tea?"
"Okay, ma'am." The little maid quietly picked up the fruit tea on the tray and placed it on the coffee table in front of Yun Zheng.
Yun Zheng picked up the cup and took a sip. The sweet fruit tea slid down her throat, and the dryness in her mouth was instantly relieved.
The rich fruity aroma is mixed with the light aroma of Longjing tea, and the sweetness is very light, which is the taste that Yun Zheng likes.
She put down the cup in her hand and looked out the window. The sunlight shone through the gauze curtains onto the ground, forming patches of mottled light and shadow.
"Where is Fu Linghe? Why can't I see him?" Yun Zheng withdrew her gaze and asked casually.
The maid lowered her head and mumbled, "The master looked unwell when he came down from the study. He told us to prepare something to drink for you when you wake up, and then he went upstairs to rest."
"Why do you suddenly feel unwell?" Yun Zheng's heart suddenly tightened. Without asking any more questions, she stood up and walked quickly towards Fu Linghe's room.
She knocked gently on Fu Linghe's door, but heard no movement in the room.
Yun Zheng's heart was instantly gripped with anxiety, and she couldn't help but knock on the door faster, but there was still no response from the room.
Her heart beat faster because she was so anxious that her hand accidentally touched the facial recognition system on the door.
Her face was so watery as she opened the door.
However, Yun Zheng didn't have time to worry about how the door lock of Fu Linghe's room could record her face, and hurriedly walked in.
The room was dimly lit, the curtains were closed, and there was a hint of gloom in the air.
Fortunately, the layout of Fu Linghe's bedroom was the same as Yun Zheng's, and she found his bed by feel.
Yun Zheng walked closer to the bed and saw Fu Linghe curled up on his side, one hand tightly covering his stomach.
The light in the room was very dim and Yun Zheng couldn't see his face at all.
She raised her hand and covered his eyes, making sure the light wouldn't hurt his eyes.
As soon as Yun Zheng's hand touched Fu Linghe, she felt a cold and wet sensation on her palm, and the chill of the sweat instantly penetrated into her heart.
She quickly turned on the light in the room, and waited until his eyes had adjusted to the brightness of the room before removing her hand from his eyes.
Fu Linghe's face, as pale as paper, was presented to Yun Zheng without reservation. His lips were bloodless, his brows were tightly furrowed in pain, the strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with cold sweat, and he looked extremely weak.
Yun Zheng was stunned when she saw Fu Linghe like this. It had only been two hours since they last saw him, so why did he look so haggard?
"Fu Linghe...Fu Linghe, wake up!"
Yun Zheng reached out and pushed him, but the man on the bed still frowned tightly and did not respond to her.
"Just bear with it for a while, I'll go call a doctor for you." Yun Zheng pulled the quilt up to cover him, and planned to go downstairs to call Butler Feng and Mrs. Chen to come and help.
She had just stood up when the man grabbed her hand and said, "Zheng Zheng..., don't go."
His voice was weak, each note seemed forced, faint and unclear.
Yun Zheng turned around and sat down, her warm little hand covering the man's slightly cool big palm, patting it gently to soothe him. "Fu Linghe, I'm just going to call a doctor for you. Just lie down and I'll be back soon."
The pain in his stomach made Fu Linghe feel drowsy and he couldn't hear what Yun Zheng was saying.
I just subconsciously grabbed her hand and didn't want to let go!
Yun Zheng knew that he was in great pain and couldn't afford to waste any more time, but his grip was too tight and she couldn't break free.
Fu Linghe seemed to be in a semi-comatose state, and he just held her hand tightly by instinct, with no sign of letting go.
She really couldn't do anything with him.
The room was well soundproofed, so no one could hear him even if he shouted loudly.
Yun Zheng had the contact information of the housekeeper and Mrs. Chen, but she was in a hurry when she went downstairs to get some water and didn't bring her cell phone.
Even if I wanted to ask someone for help, I would be unable to do so.
But she had no way of getting Fu Linghe down by herself. Just when she was extremely anxious, her eyes fell on Fu Linghe's mobile phone on the bedside.
Yun Zheng felt like she had found a life-saving straw. She quickly stood up, took Fu Linghe's phone, and unlocked it with his fingerprint.
The moment Yun Zheng saw the phone wallpaper, her hand holding the phone stiffened slightly.
The wallpaper shows the back of a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a high ponytail and wearing the school uniform of Beijing No. 1 Middle School. The sunlight shines through the leaves onto her hair, making her look particularly youthful and beautiful.
But in Yun Zheng's eyes, it was extremely glaring, and an indescribable bitterness instantly surged into her heart.
It turned out that what he said was true, there really was someone in Jingshi No. 1 Middle School that he wanted to protect.
Yun Zheng was confused by the sudden discovery of the "secret", but in the end, it was the remaining trace of rationality that pulled her back.
She opened Fu Linghe's address book and mechanically searched for Butler Feng's phone number with her fingers.
After finally getting through on the phone, she tried to make her voice sound steady, but the slight sob still betrayed her emotions at the moment. "Butler Feng, Fu Linghe has severe stomach pain and is almost in a coma. Call a doctor immediately."
After hanging up the phone, Yun Zheng put his phone back to its original place and sat back down on the bed.
Looking at Fu Linghe's pale face, she felt very upset.
She used her hand to brush away the strands of hair soaked with cold sweat from his forehead, and lightly touched his slightly cold forehead with her fingertips, but she didn't say anything else in the end.
To put it bluntly, they were just using each other and were not a real couple. What right did she have to ask about his affairs?
Yun Zheng thought she was sober and open-minded, but the bitterness in her heart reminded her all the time that she was not as open-minded as she appeared!
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