Chapter 127 Don't you feel anything at all?
Sang Ruo shook her head: "No."
"That's a complete ingrate..."
Sang Ruo couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "Does he deserve my treatment? His death would have nothing to do with me..."
Chen Wuye immediately shut his mouth, not daring to utter another sound.
Sang Ruo originally planned to go to Qinyuan Bay in the afternoon, but a very urgent patient came in. She was worried that Chen Wuye could not handle it alone, so she stayed behind to deal with the patient's situation before driving to Qinyuan Bay.
It was already evening when we arrived at Qinyuan Bay.
The aunt had already prepared the meal, enough for two people; it must have been Bo Jinyan who instructed her to do so…
Sang Ruo didn't see the man in the living room, so she put down the Chinese medicine and went upstairs.
After knocking on the master bedroom door, I saw Bo Jinyan lying on the bed, looking a little more haggard than in the morning.
"Miss Sang, why didn't you wait for me to arrive before coming?"
Bo Jinyan stared at her with a serious expression, but his voice carried a hint of mockery.
Beneath that playful tone lay a subtle hint of anger.
Sang Ruo walked to the bedside and gently comforted him, "I'm sorry, a very urgent patient came to the clinic, so I stayed to help out for a while. Didn't Auntie give you some fever reducer to take first?"
"Others are in a hurry, but I'm not?" Bo Jin stretched out his well-defined hand and wrapped it around her waist, his eyes turning cold as he said, "I feel like I'm quite sick too, so why don't you care about me?"
The man's palm was burning hot. Sang Ruo subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist: "Why is it even hotter than this morning?"
"I've been waiting for you to come, and I haven't taken my medicine yet. If you don't come soon, I'm afraid I'll really be going to meet the King of Hell."
Bo Jinyan pulled his hand back and tucked it into the blankets, his voice deep and resonant.
Sang Ruo quickly picked up the thermometer and took his temperature.
When I took it out and looked at it, I was shocked: "It's 39.5 degrees Celsius! You're too tough! You're like this and you still won't take fever reducer?"
Sang Ruo quickly went to the medicine box in the room, took out a fever reducer, brought a glass of warm water, and then sat back down on the bed.
"We can't wait for the traditional Chinese medicine. Take a fever reducer first, and I'll prepare the traditional Chinese medicine for you later."
As soon as she finished speaking, she handed him the pills, but the man didn't reach out to take them.
"Feed me."
Bo Jinyan spoke in a calm tone, his face expressionless, simply gazing at her quietly.
Sang Ruo paused for a moment, but still helped him up and then put the medicine to his lips.
The man looked up at her, then finally swallowed the medicine with water.
"You should get some sleep first. I'll go downstairs and ask the housekeeper to make you some millet porridge. You can have it later..."
Just as Sang Ruo was about to get up, Bo Jinyan suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
The next second, the man gently lifted the blankets, and the white blankets covered their bodies.
He hugged her from behind, his grip extremely tight, as if afraid she would run away.
"Sleep with me for a while!"
The man's extremely gentle voice came from behind and reached her ear.
Sang Ruo's back stiffened for a moment, but ultimately yielded to his will and did not break free.
The two remained silent. Sang Ruo had no idea when Bo Jinyan had fallen asleep, as he never turned over or let go of her throughout the entire process.
Sang Ruo kept her gaze fixed on the floor, recalling everything that had happened during this period.
Somehow, they ended up in this situation, and even her lying in this man's bed seemed to have become an extremely ordinary thing.
They were nameless and unrecognized, yet they lived the life of lovers.
It's incredible...
Before she knew it, Sang Ruo hadn't even eaten dinner and had fallen asleep in his arms.
She woke up at five in the morning.
I had just opened my eyes when I saw the figure standing by the window.
Bo Jinyan woke up at some point, standing by the window smoking and staring blankly at the gray sky outside.
Perhaps hearing the movement of the bedding, the man glanced back at her, and upon seeing that she was awake, he immediately stubbed out his cigarette.
When did you wake up?
"I woke up from the heat an hour ago and just took a shower."
Sang Ruo got up and walked towards him. After arriving at Bo Jinyan's side, she instinctively reached out and touched his forehead.
His fever has subsided, and his complexion is no longer haggard; he looks much better.
"Mr. Bo's resistance is still quite good. He had such a high fever, but one pill was enough to cure him."
Sang Ruo looked at him with sleepy eyes, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
Just as she was about to put her hand down, Bo Jinyan suddenly grabbed her arm and placed his other hand on her waist, instantly pulling her much closer.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, with almost no gap between them.
Sang Ruo then noticed that Bo Jinyan's robe was very loose, revealing most of his chest. The muscular lines that exuded hormones made her suddenly more awake, and her heart involuntarily raced.
"Sang Ruo, when will you finally be willing to come with me?"
The man's captivating phoenix eyes were now quietly gazing at her, with a hint of expectation in them.
"Mr. Bo, I'm not even divorced yet. Isn't it a bit too early for you to talk to me about these things?"
"Don't try to fob me off with marriage. Just say the word, and I have plenty of ways to make you divorce."
Bo Jinyan released her hand, placed it on the back of her head, and stared intently at her.
Sang Ruo's heart suddenly leaped into her throat.
In fact, she knew very well that he could really do it if she wanted to.
But when she actually reached this point, she was overwhelmed by fear, and the complex emotions she felt were indescribable.
Bo Jinyan pressed on, "Don't you want to be with me?"
Suddenly, Fang Jiayu's image appeared in Sang Ruo's mind.
Fang Jiayu is about to successfully divorce, and they will probably be together soon. She doesn't want to repeat the same mistake.
"Mr. Bo, you should sort out your own affairs first! We can discuss this issue later..."
"Let's talk later? When is 'later'?" Bo Jinyan suddenly grabbed her chin, pressing her against the large floor-to-ceiling window: "Give me a time?"
"Mr. Bo is powerful and influential; he can have any woman he wants. Why do you keep bothering me? We only slept together once. That shouldn't be enough reason for you to keep clinging to me, should it?"
After all, he was surrounded by beautiful women, and there were plenty of women with good figures, good family backgrounds, and good careers around him.
She didn't think she had any special abilities to attract him like that...
"Sang Ruo, after we had sex, didn't you feel anything? Don't you like me?"
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