Daily life of working as a substitute bride for a wealthy family

Half an hour ago, Aunt Zeng found Xiang Ran and said, "Miss, it's been almost three months. Mr. Sheng's memory loss hasn't healed yet? Didn't the doctor say it was temporary? It usually heals quickly."

"Probably not! You didn't tell me about it. What's wrong?"

"It's like this. Butler Su wants you to confirm whether Mr. Sheng has truly lost his memory. Xiaofu said that Mr. Sheng often takes pills. Why don't you go to his room now while he's not around and see what kind of medicine he usually takes? It would be best if you could take a picture with your phone."

Xiang Ran frowned: "Why did Butler Su suddenly think of this? It's so late at night."

Aunt Zeng said mysteriously, "He must have his reasons for wanting to know."

"I usually don't go into Sheng Yang's room. Even though he's not there, going in to take pictures of the medicine bottles wouldn't be... a good idea, right? What if there's a surveillance camera inside?" Xiang Ran was a little impatient.

Aunt Zeng urged, "Who would install surveillance in the bedroom? Miss! Go quickly, it's getting late, and Housekeeper Su is waiting for the photos."

Xiang Ran gritted her teeth and walked into Sheng Yang's bedroom.

I didn't see any medicine bottles at first glance, so I had to rummage through all the drawers and cabinets to look for them.

Because the Su family wanted her to take pictures, Xiang Ran couldn't help but have a thief's mentality.

As soon as she opened the drawer next to the bed, she found several medicine bottles with English labels.

There were some documents under the bottle.

Xiang Ran took it out and took a lot of pictures.

When I looked at the photos, it seemed that the documents were also taken, and I was wondering if it would involve a leak or something.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Listening to the footsteps, she thought it was Sheng Yang.

Xiang Ran immediately closed the drawer, opened the wardrobe, and hid inside.

Only after hiding inside did Xiang Ran regret it.

If I get discovered, how to explain it is a problem. I can't just say I was playing hide-and-seek in the closet, right?

She gently pushed the cabinet open, leaving a crack.

Looking outside, I saw the man unbuttoning his clothes as he walked.

He was taking off his clothes, er - to be more precise, he was taking off his wet clothes.

From the side, his face was a little pale and his steps were unsteady.

Suddenly he held his head, slowly knelt on the ground, and looked painful.

Not long after, he fell to the carpet.

Xiang Ran looked over and saw him curled up on the ground, hitting the back of his head with his fists several times, and even his body seemed to be trembling slightly.

Xiang Ran's heart leaped into her throat.

Suddenly, the man stopped moving.

She quickly pushed open the cabinet door, ran to his side, and lifted his head: "Sheng Yang! Sheng Yang, can you hear me?"

The man's eyes were closed and he showed no reaction.

Xiang Ran knew that he had a head injury and realized the seriousness of the problem. She quickly took out her cell phone and dialed 120: "Hello, is this 120? This is——"

Suddenly, her wrist was tightly grasped: "Don't...don't call 120, let Xiao Chen take it."

The man opened his eyes and his hair was covered in sweat!

He seemed to have no energy to speak, just looking at Xiang Ran...

"Okay, I won't call 120. I'll call Xiao Chen."

Sheng Yang then nodded, closed his eyes, and relaxed.

But his chest was still rising and falling slightly... Seeing him like this, Xiang Ran was afraid that he would die suddenly.

If he died, she would be the first eyewitness and might even be called in to take a statement, at which point her identity would surely be exposed.

How to do?

She rested his head on her thighs, one hand on his carotid artery and the other on his wrist, fearing that his pulse would be gone.

Sheng Yang lay on Xiang Ran's legs and smelled a faint fragrance. Then he felt his headache was easing and he soon recovered his breath.

In fact, he saw the hem of the skirt sticking out of the closet as soon as he entered the room.

So I knew she was in there.

He didn't know why she was hiding in the bedroom closet. What was the situation?

The things showed signs of being turned over, and Sheng Yang felt a chill in his heart.

Originally, he planned to go to the drawer to find some painkillers and then stay in the room to wait for her...

But he actually fell down and almost lost consciousness.

-

The woman's fingers were warm and soft, as if they smoothed his heart and made him less angry.

Sheng Yang regained consciousness, but he didn't want to open his eyes.

He decided to pretend to the end.

-

Xiao Fu came out dressed and saw Xiang Ran and her group leaving: "Madam, it's so late, why are you going out?"

"Sheng Yang got caught in the rain and has a cold. Xiao Chen is taking him to the hospital. You go to sleep first!"

Sheng Yang thought to himself that his wife was very smart.

He only said a few words, and she knew he didn't want to make it public.

Xiaofu belongs to his mother, and he reports any little trouble to her. But his mother is not a tight-lipped person, so he definitely doesn't want her to know.

If the ambulance came, someone at the gate or security would definitely know that the property of this community is part of the Sheng family's business. It's possible that the matter would get distorted and reach the ears of my grandfather or uncle, affecting his plans.

Furthermore, there are other business acquaintances of the Sheng family in the villa community.

Calling an ambulance in the middle of the night will inevitably attract attention and speculation.

So, putting aside what she had just done to him secretly in her bedroom, as for the rest of the process - to be honest, she did a good job.

Moreover, when Xiao Chen asked her to go to the hospital with him, she agreed without hesitation.

Even the anxiety and fear on his face seemed real.

Thinking of this, he held her hand...

Xiang Ran thought Sheng Yang was unconsciously trying to grab something, so she let him hold on. She leaned over to pat his shoulder and comforted him, "We'll be at the hospital soon. You must hold on. We're going to the hospital under Mr. Song's name. Xiao Chen even called Mr. Song."

Sheng Yang secretly laughed.

But then I thought about it, and for some reason, my nose felt a little sore.

Physical weakness makes the mind fragile.

It seems like there really needs to be something to hold onto.

He held her hand like this all the way from the car to the stretcher, and still didn't let go.

-

Song Nan was already waiting at the door of the emergency room.

When he saw Sheng Yang unconscious, he became anxious, but when he ran forward and saw that Sheng Yang was still holding his wife's hand, he felt that the situation might not be as serious as he imagined.

Song Nan coughed twice and said, "I just went in for a checkup. It's not a life-or-death separation. Sheng Yang, let go first!"

Sheng Yang then opened his eyes and weakly began to answer the doctor's questions...

-

After completing a series of examinations, Sheng Yang was pushed out.

Xiang Ran went to meet him.

The doctor told her that Sheng Yang's headache was mainly caused by post-traumatic stress syndrome, and the fever caused by the viral cold aggravated his physical discomfort, causing him to faint.

"Stay in the hospital for one night for observation and give you an IV first!" After the doctor said that, he went out to explain some details to Song Nan.

-

Xiang Ran sat beside the bed.

The man's profile was a little thin. Facing the chaotic light of the ward, his long black eyelashes looked like little wings that were tired of flying, casting a dark shadow.

He didn't respond and seemed to be asleep.

Xiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Hey!

It was really scary just now.

But since he is fine, she should be able to get "perfect attendance" this month.

It's almost the end of the month. If he dies, Su Yue is so smart, who knows how he will settle this month's commission with her.

She reached out and touched his hot forehead - Hey, luckily you're alive.

The man suddenly opened his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine. Thank you for calling Xiao Chen for me."

"Don't want to alarm anyone?"

"Correct."

"You have a little fever, you know. Were you caught in the rain on the way back?" Xiang Ran asked.

"Well, I didn't hold an umbrella." He said lightly.

"It's raining so hard, and you don't even have an umbrella?"

"Ah."

Xiang Ran thought he was sick!

There was clearly an umbrella in the car, and even if there wasn't one, he could just make a phone call and someone would send him an umbrella.

In her opinion, rich people deserve to be caught in the rain.

"Do you usually... I mean, do you often have headaches after you were injured?" Xiang Ran asked, pointing at his head.

"It's just that there have been two times recently..." His expression looked... a little depressed.

"Don't worry, the doctor said it will heal later."

Sheng Yang still said "hmm".

Suddenly, the two people stopped talking, and the ward was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of drips.

"Why are you hiding in the closet?" the man suddenly asked.