Out of control and sinking

Chapter 149 Jiang Ruan Has a Fever

Chen Nan had known for a long time that Jiang Ruan was Bo Ye's Achilles' heel. Whenever anything happened to Jiang Ruan, Bo Ye would be angrier and more anxious than anyone else.

In the past, he would ask Jiang Ruan to do things behind her back. President Bo always liked to play the role of the good guy, regardless of whether Jiang Ruan found out in the end.

But ever since Jiang Ruan debuted, anyone who has dared to have designs on her or harm her has been targeted.

The vast majority were dealt with by Bo Ye.

That's why things have gone so smoothly for Jiang and Ruan all these years.

That's just how their CEO Bo is—cold on the outside, warm on the inside.

He clearly had Jiang Ruan in his heart, but he acted coldly on the surface, saying he didn't care whether she lived or died.

Chen Nan shook his head with a wry smile. It was obvious that she had long fallen in love with Jiang Ruan and was unaware of it.

Bo Ye couldn't understand it, but Chen Nan understood it completely.

Over the years, apart from Jiang Ruan, there really isn't another person in the entire capital who could make Bo Ye so nervous.

Chen Nan understood even more clearly that he had to cling tightly to Miss Jiang Ruan, this powerful figure.

After all, she will be Mrs. Bo in the future.

It's almost certainly true.

With that in mind, Chen Nan turned around and went to take care of his business.

Go and investigate as instructed by Bo Ye.

Soon, the servant brought the doctor over.

The doctor was taking a shower when suddenly the door was banged on loudly.

He was told that Miss Jiang was sick and that he should come over immediately.

The doctor was completely bewildered.

That's the worst thing about private doctors.

Always on call.

Carrying the medical kit, he took Jiang Ruan's temperature and checked her over. He said, "Mr. Bo, Miss Jiang just has a high fever. You can give her these medicines. These three should be taken once a day, and these two should be taken three times a day."

"She should be fine after two days of this."

Bo Ye listened and wrote down all the names of the medicines.

He asked coldly, "Do you have any medicine for bruises?"

When questioned, the doctor's lips twitched.

Looking at President Bo's cold, unyielding face, you'd think he was your enemy.

"Severe bruising?"

"May I take a look?" the doctor asked politely.

What if it's inconvenient?

He simply told me to take a look.

They'd be doomed.

He's still the smartest.

Bo Ye walked to the middle of the bed, pulled up the thin blanket covering Jiang Ruan's legs, revealing her two scarred legs.

Jiang Ruan's skin is naturally delicate and cannot withstand bumps and knocks.

Even a minor injury looks frightening.

Her snow-white skin was patchy with blue and purple marks.
The doctor glanced at it briefly: "Yes, thank goodness I brought it."

He took out the ointment and gave it to Bo Ye: "Use this, apply it twice a day, and it will disappear in three days at most."

Bo Ye took it and looked at the ointment in his hand. The man's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a little.

The doctor was about to say, "Let's go."

He was in such a rush that he didn't even dry his hair.
It's really cold late at night.
But then, surprisingly, Bo Ye spoke up and said, "Thanks."

The doctor was startled upon hearing this and quickly said, "You're welcome, Mr. Bo. It's my honor to serve you and Miss Jiang."

Bo Ye ignored his flattery, his gaze falling on his hair, and said indifferently, "There's a hairdryer in the bathroom."

It was as if he were bestowing a favor.

Doctor: "No need, Mr. Bo, I'll go back and blow it myself."

Bo Ye didn't stop him.

"Ah."

The doctor picked up his medical kit and turned to leave.

Turning his gaze away, Bo Ye looked at the girl in the middle of the bed, whose cheeks were flushed and whose lips were dry.

He pursed his thin lips and told the servant to bring water.

The doctor prescribed granules.

Bo Ye prepared the medicine, waited for it to cool down a bit, and then helped her up to feed her the medicine.

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I'm here.

Hey ladies, did you vote for me?

(End of this chapter)