After marrying a sick CEO, I cured him

After what he said, Fangran's expression worsened. She raised her eyes angrily, "Stop asking."

Inadvertently, Fangran put his hand on his belly.

I've been a little busy lately, and it's also because there are so many things that affect my mood that Fangran has forgotten the time he came to visit his aunt.

Just halfway through shopping, Fangran noticed that she was feeling unwell and quickly thought of it.

They had just gone to buy supplies.

But Han Zhuo still wanted to ask her this embarrassing thing.

Han Zhuo felt a little confused and looked at Qin Yao and Ye Chu on the side, trying to find some answers.

Ye Chu coughed and changed the subject, "I'm hungry, let's go eat first."

Qin Yao nodded, "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"It's all right."

After simply finding a restaurant and finishing their meal, Fangran said, "I'm a little tired, so I'll go back first."

Fangran feels very uncomfortable now, probably because he went into the water yesterday. The pain is stronger than before.

Ye Chu said next to her: "Do you want me to go back and give you acupuncture?"

Fangran shook his head, "No, it's hard for you and Qin Yao to have time together, so go ahead and play, I'm fine."

Ye Chu frowned, "Okay then."

Han Zhuo said at this time, "Let me send her back."

Fangran glanced at him and said, "No need."

Han Zhuo didn't care what she said, he hailed a car on the side of the road and signaled Fangran to come over.

Seeing this, Fangran could only walk over.

Han Zhuo opened the car door for her and sat in the back with her.

At this time, Fangran looked at him quite confused.

Han Zhuo didn't pay attention to the expression on Fangran's face. He just took out his phone and searched for something next to it.

Fangran didn't want to talk at this time, he just wanted to close his eyes and rest.

After a while, Fangran slowly fell asleep. Han Zhuo turned his head and was about to ask her something when he saw that Fangran had already fallen asleep.

His lips moved, then he stretched out his hand and gently placed Fangran's head on his shoulder.

After doing this, he saw that Fangran's window was open again, and he closed it carefully.

Along the way, Han Zhuo always maintained a posture, for fear that Fangran would feel uncomfortable.

After arriving at the hotel, Han Zhuo woke her up reluctantly.

Fangran woke up, frowned, and got out of the car.

Because of stomach pain, when Fangran got out of the car, his feet were a little weak and he almost knelt down.

Fortunately, Han Zhuo had quick eyes and quick hands and caught her.

Fangran: "Thank you."

Even her tone of voice was a little bleak.

When Han Zhuo looked at her for the first time, the worry in his eyes was not hidden.

He frowned and asked, "Do you mind if I carry you up?"

Fangran was slightly stunned and stared at him in astonishment. Before she could speak, Fangran was picked up by his waist and lifted off the ground.

In order to prevent himself from falling, Fangran subconsciously put his hands on his neck.

Her heartbeat was much faster than usual at this moment. Looking at Han Zhuo's face so close to her, Fangran swallowed and then lowered her head.

At this moment, Han Zhuo had nothing else to think about except his concern for Fang Ran.

Carrying Fangran all the way back to the room, Han Zhuo put her directly on the bed.

Originally, there was no need to cover her with a quilt in this weather, but Han Zhuo thought of what he had just read on his phone, paused, and covered her with the quilt on the side.

After doing this, Han Zhuo looked at Fangran: "You have a good rest first, and I'll go down and buy you brown sugar water."

Fangran's discomfort at the moment had been temporarily forgotten by Han Zhuo's operations. She stared blankly at Han Zhuo and blinked.

When he was about to leave, Fangran asked him, "Do you know what's wrong with me?"

Embarrassment flashed across Han Zhuo's face and he nodded, "I just knew."

Fangran was quite embarrassed at the moment, "Oh."

After a brief exchange between the two, Han Zhuo left the room. The moment the door closed, Han Zhuo began to breathe heavily.

I don't know why, but when he was in the room just now, he was extremely nervous, as if he had done something wrong.

in the room.

Fangran's thoughts stayed on what Han Zhuo asked her when he hugged her.

do you mind?

It turned out that Han Zhuo knew what was going on with him at that time, so he was worried that he would not be able to stand firmly, so he carried her back?

It was also because he was worried about her that he came back with her.

But why was Han Zhuo so kind to her.

like her?

Fangran's emotions were a little complicated. Thinking about all the things before, it seemed that there was no reason that was more tenable than liking her.

Fangran couldn't believe it, frowned, put a hand on his lips, and murmured: "Is he serious about coming?"

If Han Zhuo really liked her, Fangran didn't know how to respond.

She had no idea of ​​falling in love at all, let alone her friendship with Han Zhuo, which was just between friends.

Otherwise...she just pretends not to know?

Fangran was a little embarrassed, thinking about what she would do if Han Zhuo confessed to her so as not to hurt Han Zhuo and the two of them could continue to be friends.

Thinking about it, Fangran felt a sharp pain in his stomach, making Fangran curl up.

If I had known earlier, she wouldn't have been pretentious yesterday.

After Han Zhuo came out of the hotel, he quickly went to a nearby supermarket.

Originally, it didn't take long to buy something, but Han Zhuo had never been exposed to these before, so it was a bit difficult to choose.

Finally, it was the landlady who saw him staying there for a long time and took the initiative to go over and introduce him.

Han Zhuo was confused after hearing this and felt embarrassed. He picked the two most expensive packages and another bag of brown sugar before walking out of the supermarket.

The base of his ears had been hot and red since he entered the supermarket.

After leaving the supermarket, he walked very quickly when he went back, fearing that others would see what he bought.

Thinking of Mr. Han, the most embarrassing time is now.

After he went upstairs, he knocked on the door of Fangran's room.

Fangran was lying on the bed, feeling a little miserable. When she heard the knock on the door outside, she sighed and got up to open the door.

Han Zhuo entered the room and saw that Fangran's face was paler than at the beginning and his forehead was a little sweaty. He put the things on the table.

"Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Hearing this, Fangran looked at him helplessly and funny, sat back on the bed, and said, "Have you ever seen anyone go to the hospital for this reason?"

Han Zhuo was speechless.

After thinking about it, it seems that there really isn't.

He had never been exposed to these before.

Fangran looked at what he bought and asked, "Do you have any brown sugar?"

Han Zhuo nodded and Fangran said, "Then please boil some more hot water for me."

Han Zhuo did as he was told. While waiting for the water to boil, he stayed with Fangran. Watching Fangran change from a lively and active person to the sickly person he is now, he felt a little complicated.

After a long while, Han Zhuo asked her softly: "It must hurt a lot."

Fangran pursed his lower lip, "You really want to know?"

Han Zhuo nodded.

Fangran smiled, then frowned, "It's a pity, you boys can't feel this kind of pain."