Chapter 287 Chapter 287 Let go? Unless he dies
"Regret?" Shen Qinghuan sneered, "What do you have to regret? Jiang Yu, I know everything. From the day we got our marriage certificate, you've been thinking about how to get rid of me."
Jiang Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he said no, he had never had such an idea before.
Given his personality, no one can force him if he doesn't want to, and the old man is no exception.
"Jiang Yu, let go! We're over."
From the moment he chose Li Mingzhu, she was heartbroken.
No!
Let go?
Unless he dies.
Jiang Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were as dark as the abyss.
He lowered his eyes, facing those misty ones, neither dodging nor avoiding them, but the heart beneath his ribs was torn apart, bleeding, and even so numb that he had forgotten the pain.
As if she had sensed the pain in his eyes, Shen Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat and she felt inexplicably panicked.
She knew that no matter how decisive she was, some past events could not be forgotten.
Shen Qinghuan softened her heart.
She definitely felt that her heart had softened, and she quickly hid the panic in her eyes, "Sorry, I'm tired, I want to go to bed."
She reached out and pried his fingers apart.
He was caught off guard.
Now that she was free, she ran upstairs quickly like a bird escaping from a cage.
Jiang Yu looked at his empty palms, his thin lips curled up into a self-deprecating smile.
That smile revealed an indescribable desolation.
Holding his breath, he ran back to the room and locked the door again. Shen Qinghuan leaned against the door, a little breathless, and his fair little face turned red due to the intense exercise.
His chest was also heaving.
She looked down at her wrist, where the warmth from his fingertips still seemed to remain.
Back in bed, Shen Qinghuan tossed and turned in the quilt, unable to fall asleep. As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could think of was that extraordinarily handsome face.
She was thinking about him, she was actually thinking about him, and she couldn't sleep because of it.
It was not until the second half of the night that she fell into a drowsy sleep.
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"Master, Huanhuan, why hasn't she come down yet?"
Aunt Zhang looked at the restaurant entrance with some worry, but still no sign of the figure that made her happy appeared.
It's already past ten o'clock.
Jiang Yu pondered for a moment, a hint of worry between his brows, "I'll go check it out later."
He ate the remaining half of the soup dumpling in his hand, tore off a piece of tissue, wiped his fingers gracefully, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom upstairs with his long legs.
Standing at the door, Jiang Yu hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to knock on the door, and asked again: "Are you awake?"
The bedroom was very quiet, without any sound at all.
Are you still asleep?
It’s already past ten o’clock?
Jiang Yu frowned and continued to knock on the door, "Shen Qinghuan? Get up and have breakfast! Shen Qinghuan?"
How can he sleep like a pig?
The bedroom was still very quiet, without a sound at all.
After hesitating for a moment, he grasped the door handle and pressed it down gently.
Huh? She actually locked the door.
Jiang Yu was stunned and couldn't help but snort. No matter how bad he was, he couldn't sneak into her bedroom in the middle of the night.
Being inexplicably targeted, Jiang Yu's mood instantly turned sour, his face slightly darkening. "Shen Qinghuan! If you don't get up, I'm going to give away those soup dumplings that Aunt Zhang made."
Still quiet.
Suddenly thinking of a possibility, he panicked instantly and ran to ask Aunt Zhang for the spare key.
"What did you say? You called her for a long time, but she didn't respond?"
Mother Zhang was also panicked.
The two of them took the spare key to the room and quickly came to the door of Shen Qinghuan's bedroom.
When opening the door, Jiang Yu could feel his hands shaking.
He fiddled with it several times before he successfully inserted the key into the keyhole.
Aunt Zhang, who was standing by, was so anxious that she wished she could get the key and let her open the door.
The tightly closed door in front of him was finally opened, and Jiang Yu rushed in without hesitation.
When I looked up, I saw Shen Qinghuan lying on the bed.
The whole person seemed to be in a coma, and his face was abnormally flushed.
Jiang Yu was startled and quickly reached out to touch her forehead.
hot!
Piping hot!
He quickly picked up his phone and called his family doctor.
At the same time, he carefully followed the family doctor's instructions and began to help Shen Qinghuan cool down, and asked Zhang Ma to get a basin of warm water.
Because of the persistent fever, her clothes were damp, and even the sheets were wet.
"Auntie Zhang, take the water to the next room!"
As Jiang Yu spoke, he picked up the unconscious Shen Qinghuan and walked towards his room next door.
He found a thermometer in the medicine box at home.
39.5°!
Looking at the numbers displayed on the thermometer, Jiang Yu frowned tightly and his expression turned ugly.
Soon, Aunt Zhang brought a basin of warm water and a towel.
"Master, do you need my help?" Aunt Zhang asked tentatively.
Jiang Yu shook his head, "No need! Go and do something else."
Aunt Zhang's heart skipped a beat and she didn't dare to stay any longer. When she left, she closed the door again.
Jiang Yu didn't dare to delay for a moment. He carefully took off the only men's shirt on her body, soaked the towel in warm water, wrung it until it was half dry, and helped her wipe her body bit by bit.
He wiped it very carefully, without any romantic thoughts, only worry and anxiety.
When the family doctor arrived, Jiang Yu had already helped Shen Qinghuan change her clothes. She was wearing the same white shirt as before, and it was impossible to tell that her clothes had been changed.
After the family doctor examined me, he immediately gave me an IV drip.
"Miss Shen's body has been traumatized and has never fully recovered. Coupled with excessive fatigue, after relaxing, the previously hidden lesions have erupted in the form of fever."
After a pause, the family doctor added: "This is actually a good thing. After the fever subsides, you should rest well for a while. Miss Shen is still young and will recover quickly."
After listening to the doctor's explanation, Jiang Yu's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
He called Gao Qian again and asked him to cancel all his plans for the day.
"No, that's not the case. She didn't abandon me. She didn't..."
"I'm sorry! Baby, it's my fault. I'm sorry..."
"Dad, I miss you, Dad..."
Shen Qinghuan, lying on the bed, seemed to be possessed by a nightmare. Her eyes were tightly closed and she kept talking nonsense. As she spoke, she started crying again, and her tears flowed out worthlessly.
Jiang Yu was worried, but he had no choice but to hold her hand gently.
He seemed to be able to sense her fear and terror.
"Grandpa, I will be good. Please don't leave me here, okay? Grandpa..."
She cried intermittently.
Not long after, she fell into a deep sleep again.
Jiang Yu reached out and touched her forehead. It was still a little hot, and there was no sign of her waking up.
He was worried about her and could only stay by her side in the bedroom.
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