"But you..."

Wen Zhihe looked at him now, his face flushed, his body burning, and he looked extremely uncomfortable. Is it really okay to take a cold shower? She was a little worried.

Fu Yuheng raised his hand and touched her face, as if he was extremely suppressing the desire in his body. He looked at her with a hoarse voice, "Zhizhi, be good. I'm fine. Go and rest early."

The hot waves splashed on Wen Zhihe's cheeks, making her whole body seem to heat up.

After saying this, Fu Yuheng let go of her and walked into the bathroom alone.

After a while, Wen Zhihe heard the sound of water in the bathroom.

Wen Zhihe was standing in the bedroom, looking at his back as he left. For some reason, she felt a little guilty.

What she didn't expect was that he felt so uncomfortable, but in order not to hurt her, he would rather take a cold shower by himself, silently bearing it all alone, giving her enough respect and not forcing her.

A warm feeling rose in Wen Zhihe's heart.

Mr. Fu is such a good person~

I don’t know if taking a cold shower can solve the problem. He said that even calling a doctor would be of no help in this kind of situation.

Wen Zhi wondered if there was any other way to relieve his pain.

She paced back and forth beside the bed, wondering if there were any other good ideas.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with any better idea to solve his physical discomfort.

It was so hot that he must be thirsty, so Wen Zhihe tried his best to help him to the best of his ability.

She walked over to the coffee table, picked up a cup and poured him a full glass of water to cool it down so that he could drink it when he came out.

After waiting for a long time, the water in the cup had become cold, and Fu Yuheng was still in the bathroom and had not come out.

Wen Zhihe sat obediently beside the bed waiting for him.

When Fu Yuheng came out of the bathroom, he found the little girl asleep against the head of the bed.

Maybe it was because I was too tired after working all day today. When I was sitting by the bed waiting for him, I leaned against the headboard and fell asleep without realizing it.

Fu Yuheng walked over lightly to the bedside, laid her down gently, and then covered her with a quilt.

He looked at her peaceful sleeping face tenderly, lowered his head and placed a kiss on her forehead, and gently touched her nose with a doting tone, "Little fool~"

When I stood up, I found several cups of cold water on the coffee table.

He walked over and gulped down all four glasses of water on the coffee table.

This is the water his wife poured for him, he must drink it.

At this time, Butler Zhao, who was dating Zhou Gong, was sleeping soundly. The cell phone beside him suddenly rang, waking him up from his sleep.

When he squinted his eyes and looked at the caller on the phone screen, he sat up immediately in fright.

Master!

It’s so late, why would the young master suddenly call him?

He has been in the Fu family for more than 20 years.

The young master had never called him at this time before.

Butler Zhao immediately answered Fu Yuheng's call, changed his tone to respectful, and called out, "Master."

"What, ice?"

Butler Zhao listened to the task Fu Yuheng assigned to him, but he didn't quite understand why he needed ice cubes in the middle of the night?

Although it is summer and the weather is hot, the entire Fu family has constant temperature air conditioning, which is cool and comfortable. There is no need to use ice to cool down.

Butler Zhao was confused as to why the young master wanted ice cubes in the middle of the night.

And I need two buckets of ice!

I don't know what the young master wants so much ice cubes for so late at night, but as long as it is the master's order, he dare not disobey and just does it obediently.

Butler Zhao, who didn't understand what was going on, quickly responded, "Okay, Master, don't worry, I'll go get it ready for you right now."

After hanging up the phone, Butler Zhao didn't have time to think about it. He lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, and started to prepare ice cubes.

Butler Zhao was quick and efficient in his work. In less than a moment, he went upstairs carrying two buckets full of ice.

Fu Yuheng had already been waiting for him at the door of the bedroom on the second floor.

When Butler Zhao saw him, he walked up to him and respectfully called him, "Young Master..."

The second word of the word "young master" had not yet come out of his mouth.

Then Fu Yuheng quickly put his index finger between his lips and said "Shh", silencing him and asking him to speak more quietly.

Butler Zhao immediately understood what he meant and said to him in a low voice, "Master, here are the two buckets of ice you requested."

Fu Yuheng took it from him and said in a low voice, "Don't tell anyone about what happened today, understand?"

You are not allowed to tell anyone, it’s so secretive.

Looking at his young master's eyes that were as cold as a knife, Butler Zhao felt a chill on his back. He quickly nodded and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Fu Yuheng signaled to him with his eyes that he could leave.

He has nothing to do here.

Butler Zhao nodded respectfully and left the second floor.

Fu Yuheng carried two heavy buckets of ice, walked into the bedroom, closed the door carefully, and walked quietly into the bathroom.

Pour both buckets of ice into the sapphire bathtub, then add an appropriate amount of cold water.

Immediately, he took off his dark blue bathrobe and lay in the bathtub filled with ice.

But my health was so good that I didn’t get sick even after lying in ice cubes and cold water for several hours.

Fu Yuheng could only think of another way.

Butler Zhao just lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and prepared to rest.

His cell phone rang again.

Butler Zhao couldn't help but swear.

How can I sleep this late at night?

When he picked up the phone, he saw, Young Master!

Why is it the young master again!

What happened this time?

Young Master, can't you just say and explain everything at once?

He has to suffer this old death.

Sometimes get up, sometimes lie down.

Back and forth, it's almost dawn.

He hasn't fallen asleep yet and has to get up early to work tomorrow.

There's nothing I can do about it, since he is his young master.

After Butler Zhao answered the phone, the other party gave a few instructions and then hung up.

Hot water bottle!

Young Master, are you not going to sleep tonight?

Sometimes he asked for ice cubes, and sometimes he asked him to find a hot water bottle.

What do you need a hot water bottle for in the hot summer?

Butler Zhao had no idea what his young master was going crazy for.

He was still very dedicated and found a hot water bottle, then went upstairs.

After handing it to Fu Yuheng, he went downstairs again.

I didn't get much sleep tonight, I just kept running up and down the stairs.

Butler Zhao is feeling miserable (っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)

After Fu Yuheng finished his work, the night gradually faded away and the sky slowly brightened.

He stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at himself in the mirror. His face looked haggard enough, and he came out of the bathroom very satisfied.

When Wen Zhihe woke up, she saw Fu Yuheng looking very sick, leaning on the sofa opposite the end of the bed.

She stood up and looked up, and saw that he didn't look very good. She panicked, got out of bed quickly, walked to his side, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

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