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Once inside, familiar memories came to him, suddenly, his heart became inexplicably want to stay.
Covering Lan Xiangqing with the quilt, he turned around and saw Ah Sister-in-Law standing in the doorway, as if she was anxious before, now at ease.
“Sister-in-law, she got wet before, it's not the first time right, it's just like that, give her a dry change of clothes, if anything happens, call and contact me.”
“Yes, young master, Miss Lan is just like this preference, made you worry.”
“It's fine.”
Han Mojun suddenly felt sorry for her, as if he shouldn't have let her go on such a journey. He, didn't want her to get wet like this. He, as long as she was fine, would be fine.
Strange thoughts arise, Han Mojun's hand shakes, how did I care about her?
Han Mo Jun looks back at the sleeping Lan Xiang Qing, and without stopping for a minute, leaves in big strides.
Sister-in-law looks at the strange atmosphere and doesn't say anything in a word.
Han Mo Jun walks towards the door of his house with a tired body, when he is about to open the door, suddenly the door is opened by the other side as soon as he opens it, ushering in the jubilant Ji An Ran to give a hug.
“You came ah? I've been waiting for you here for a long time.”
“What are you doing here?”
Han Mojun frowns slightly and pushes away the other person's embrace, going in unhappily, changing his shoes and walking towards the living room, Ji Anran beeps and follows him in, “I'm afraid that you're hungry, I'm giving you specially cooked food, try what I've made.”
“No need, please leave.”
“Jun, what upset you?”
“I'm going to take a bath.”
Han Mojun said indifferently, walked up the stairs, suddenly remembered something, turned his head, “Please leave in ten minutes, or else...”
“Yes, sir.”
Ji Anran gives a flying kiss and leaves with her bag.
Her whole body seems to have scattered bones, the heat makes her thirsty, she has no strength in her body, in a desperate attempt to open her eyes, she sees the familiar room.
Sister-in-law came in and saw Lan Xiangqing waking up, “Miss, you're awake.”
“I...”
Lan Xiangqing straightened up, suddenly things were spinning in front of her eyes, her mind was heavy, so heavy that she wanted to sleep.
“Miss, do you need breakfast?”
Sister-in-law didn't notice Lan Xiangqing's ugly face, and when she heard her say hmm, she turned around and went down to get busy.
With a heavy head on her side, she walked towards the bathroom, and before she could take a few steps, she suddenly collapsed on the floor.
The sedan drove to the entrance of the Blue house, Han Mojun entered with big strides and saw Sister-in-law busy putting out breakfast, “Sister-in-law, has Qing'er woken up?”
“She woke up earlier, and hasn't come down for so long now,”
“Hmm, I'll go up and take a look.”
Han Mojun walks up the stairs, towards the blue towards Qing's room when he suddenly stops his steps, change towards the study, pushed open the door, saw the writing desk placed on the sealed paper, walks and picks up and opens the sealed paper, saw him slightly silent.
Not long after, downstairs came shouting, “Miss, young master, fast down, breakfast ready.”
A sister-in-law's shouting, Han Mu Jun hurriedly a put back, go out, towards the blue to Qing's room, a push open, see lying on the floor of the blue to Qing, the heart seems to be pumped a hand, hurriedly squatted down to hold her, “Qing'er.”
He pushed her body and found her pale, tried the back of his hand on her forehead, it was so hot that he hurriedly hugged her down, “Sister-in-law, Qing'er has a fever, I'll send her to the hospital.”
Sister-in-law stopped working, “Miss, she...”
To the hospital.
Han Mojun picked up Lan Xiangqing and ran toward the registration area, where he shouted for the nurse until he could give Lan Xiangqing an infusion.
The young girl standing outside the door of the observation room, her eyes slightly shocked, he, holding her, a face of worry, is an expression she has not seen. She thought that Han Mojun had always been a cold-blooded person, with no feelings for anyone.
But now, he was no longer the Han Mojun she had always known.
Ji Anran watched through the glass window as Han Mojun tenderly covered her with a quilt, and also stood up to take a towel to soak the cold down and fold it over her forehead.
This action, only for her alone.
Jealousy slowly attacked her heart and her hands were trembling.
Han Mujun, you shouldn't be in love with her.
At the corner place, Ji Anran was uneasy to make a call to Han Mojun, her intuition was telling her that Han Mojun was going to be conquered, and he only had Lan Xiangqing in his eyes.
So, she has no chance to stay by Han Mojun's side.
While making the call, her hand shook so much that even the phone almost fell off, she wanted to ask him if he was falling in love with Lan Xiangqing soon.
Suddenly, it connects and an icy voice comes from there, “Is there something wrong? Anran.”
He kept calling her that, Anran, without gentleness.
“Where have you been? I went to your house and found you weren't home...”
“I told you, I'm at the office, I'm busy. Let's talk about what's going on later.”
Before she could finish, she was interrupted by a cold voice.
Suddenly, hanging up, Ji Anran's heart was struck by the head of a hammer and it hurt so much that she burst into tears.
“Han Mojun, how do you ask me to trust you...”
Han Mojun sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the sleeping Lan Xiangqing, he suddenly remembered his parents, anger from his eyes, he stood up, stretched out his hands to Lan Xiangqing over...
Lan Xiangqing screamed in her nightmare, “Save me... Jun, don't...”
Han Mojun's anger subsided, his hands left her neck, turned his back, and left in stride.
His eyes were sad and his hands were trembling...
Walking down the corridor and around the corner, Ji Anran blocked his way.
“Jun, I heard that Lan Xiangqing is sick, right?”
“Get out of the way.”
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