Huo Yunting thought she went to take a shower, but in fact she continued to pack her bags…
Bang!
He flipped the luggage bag, spilling its contents all over the floor . Lu Zhaoyang looked so pitiful right then .
She looked up at him and did not say a word . She stooped down to pick up the luggage bag .
Her hand was just about to touch the handle when Huo Yunting kicked the bag even further away .
"Are you crazy? I said I want a divorce! A divorce!" Lu Zhaoyang stared daggers at him . Her entire body was shaking .
"So what if that's what you want? Don't try to escape anymore, it's useless . "
Huo Yunting towered over her like a monument, blocking her view .
Lu Zhaoyang's crouching figure was completely hidden under his shadow .
She picked up the clothes on the floor, stood up, and threw the clothes at him!
She exploded in anger . She even tried to throw the luggage bag at him .
However, her energy was already depleted .
"Ah…"
Lu Zhaoyang hit her arm on the bag, leaving a bruise on her fair skin . The luggage bag was too heavy, and it made her stumble toward the side and hit her head on the dressing table .
Her consciousness was receding . Her eyes eventually shut .
She really wanted to just lay there and never wake up again…
Huo Yunting caught her by the waist before she fell onto the floor . He carried her to the bed and tucked her in with a blanket .
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He sat by the bed and studied her quiet figure, with a frown on her face . His own expression was unreadable .
Her face looked blushed, and he could not help but reach out to touch her .
The heat he felt at his fingertips surprised him .
Huo Yunting pressed his palm against her forehead .
It was burning hot .
He quickly went to get his phone, and noticed the mess on the floor . His eyes narrowed .
Since Huo Li was prone to blabber, he contacted another trustworthy doctor . Then, he got an ice pack and returned to bed to put it on her forehead .
The doctor arrived promptly, and immediately noticed the clothes strewn all over the floor .
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He ignored them with utter discretion and went to see the patient .
Lu Zhaoyang had a fever, at 39 degrees . She needed an IV immediately .
The doctor took out the IV bag he prepared earlier, but where could he possibly hang it?
He wondered what his options were .
"What are you waiting for? Give it to me!"
Huo Yunting understood his concern . He stood up and snatched the bag away from him .
The doctor was astonished by his reaction .
Since when had Mr Huo ever treated a lady so well? This… This was a miracle!
He assembled the IV quickly and left without the room a word, leaving the man holding an IV bag and standing beside the bed .
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The room became quiet . Lu Zhaoyang laid on bed, sleeping . Her long eyelashes were as delicate as a dragonfly's wings . Her eyes moved occasionally underneath her eyelids .
Was she dreaming?
What was she seeing?
A divorce with him?
The thought made Huo Yunting heave a quiet sigh .
Don't even think about it, Lu Zhaoyang .
Let us continue this struggle till the day we die .
He stood there without moving, not because there was nothing else to hold the IV bag, but because it gave him a reason to stay in the room .
The doctor came in twice more to switch the medication, and noticed that Huo Yunting did not move an inch .Please download our sponsor's game to support us!